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Thursday, May 07, 2009
Being that my daily commute has swerved abruptly from EDSA to its far more sinister cousin Commonwealth in recent weeks, I have suddenly become privy to far more crimes and near-death experiences. (The avenue, in fact, has always been cloaked in Creepy ever since I could remember, and belongs to my personal list of Inexplicably Evil-Seeming Places, which also includes the other side of Shaw Boulevard [yung may PureGold], Quiapo, and most exclusive schools.)
There is a lot I can gripe about Commonwealth--St. Peter's Parish a.k.a. Rasputin's Playpen, Litex a.k.a. The Most Literal Shithole in Quezon City, the profusion of goat corpses and budget funerarias--but I just wanted to point an unwarranted and accusing finger at Those Morons Who Run Across Commonwealth.
You know how you can pick a Filipino jaywalker/runner out from a frantic, multinational, lawbreaking crowd? Find the asshole with a smile on his face.
Drives me nuts, these grins--apologetic but not really, a show of pure, twinkly happiness at the thought of cheating death in the most idiotic way possible. I used to think some of them were actually grimaces, as if the jaywalker/runner suddenly realized mid-half-assed-stunt that he should, uh, want to live. But the constancy of these Morons have ascertained that these expressions are, in fact, displays of true glee.
I know this is a pretty hackneyed observation in the end. Yes, yes, Filipinos laugh at and through their hardships. Yes, yes, Filipinos laugh in the face of corruption and disease and squalor because they don't really know what fuck-else to do. Yes, yes, (more of my middle-class brat whining). But I just wanted to point it out because, well, I am just fulfilling my role as humble cyberspace filler like most everyone else is. I am just helping make the world go 'round as it has deigned itself to. I am not a kibitzer; I am the fucking She-Ra of the status quo. God I'm hopeless. Let's all hold hands.
posted by marguerite @ 3:36 PM
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