"Memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all. Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it we are nothing."

"As time goes by, we don't give a second thought to all the memories unconsciously accumulate until suddenly one day we can't think of the name of a good friend or relation -- it's simply gone, we've forgotten it. In vain we search furiously to think of a commonplace work -- it's on the tip of our tongues but refuses to go further. Once this happens, this and other lapses, only then do we understand the importance of memory. Our imagination and our dreams are forever intruding our memory. And since we're all out to believe in the reality of our fantasies, we end up transforming our lies into truths."

Luis Buñuel (My Last Breath)

Don’t Talk the Talk, Walk the Walk

June 28th, 2009

As we promised, we are going back to our godforsaken congressional districts, all the more made destitute by our honorable congressmen.

We are not simply talking the talk as most of our armchair intelligentsias do within the confines of the academe or our bedfellows from Makati Business District breaking bread with their comrades in one cozy café in Greenbelt.

We let loose one simple letter to the provincial council where we grew up, Quezon Province.

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GOING BACK TO OUR CONGRESSIONAL DISTRICTS (or how to exact our pound of flesh)

June 10th, 2009

In May, 2010, make no room for these low lives who approved the Con-Ass. Poll automation or not, be sure not to tick any of the names we provided here. Of course, these low lives are local supermen who feel they have the stranglehold on their constituencies. They (the congressmen or the constituencies?) go hungry when they’re gone. Ironically, the Constitution that they want changed is the same blueprint that gave them what they have right now.

First off, in Quezon Province where we cast our vote, two low lives made it to the list: Mark Enverga of the First District and Danilo Suarez of the Third District.

This is the time for retribution. Not in Ayala or in some comfy enclave somewhere in Makati City. But right there where these low lives call the shots. That, Mr. Protester, is the real challenge. So if you’re an Ilonggo, paddle  up to Panay. If you’re an Ilocano, hop in a bus to Ilocandia. If you know who exactly who you are, spend time from where your tongue spews with incredible facility the fire from your belly.

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AN OPEN LETTER TO DR. MARICAR REYES

June 7th, 2009

dr. maricar reyesHere’s a letter from Aila Lenard of Bayanihan Times

from Down Under she sent to my sister, Judge Chona Pulgar-Navarro. Aila said

“Dear Chona and Daprosa –

I knew I had to write this letter in order to purge the sadness I feel for a young woman who could have been a friend, a sister, a daughter….

Your friend –
Aila”:

Dear Dr Reyes -

If the latest news item about you is true, then it is a relief to know that you have gone back to your daily routine as a doctor and resumed work on your other commitments. For a while, when nothing was heard from you, I couldn’t help but picture sad scenarios in my mind.

In my mind, I can see your mother and father consoling their daughter. Your parents, devastated  by the release of sex videos with you in them, are more hurt seeing you broken down by shame. You have been a dutiful and kind daughter to them. Not once have you caused them dishonour. You almost always gave them something to be proud of. They are proud of your achievements. You have studied well and graduated as a  doctor. Every time they see you on TV endorsing popular skin and women’s products, they knew that they have raised you well. But now that a sex video of you has been going around on the net, your image has been tarnished. They feel your sorrow and pain.

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