i’ve always been pragmatic and practical

i’ve always been pragmatic and practical in my life choices. with my politics, i’ve even been more pragmatic. i think i know where it comes from. in the philippines, where i was born, a lot of people still haven’t given up on the idea of complete devotion to their feudal lords. we follow our leaders no matter what and believe in what they say even if we know they lie. i didn’t buy in. i am a rebel at heart and have never subscribed to blind loyalty

in the presidential election, i will be extra pragmatic. i know what happens to a country when its people don’t think things through.

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broken thoughts on election 2016

the first time i voted in an election was in 1986. cory aquino, ninoy’s widow, was running against ferdinand marcos. millions of people were on the streets during the cory rallies, all dressed in yellow, all flasing the “L” hand sign. L for Laban. fight. and fight we did. it eventually took a four day revolution to kick marcos out of the country. but that’s another story for another day. in the meantime, here i am… a veteran of countless elections. countless coups. dying a million times of heartache for a country i used to be a citizen of and still love. now, a citizen of a country that seems in a fight with itself. confused and in a lot of pain. i am voting for the first time, at age 50. i am still thrilled.

why aren’t asian americans mentioned in the campaign as much?

i keep hearing clinton and trump campaigning to minorities a lot lately. but i don’t hear them or their surrogates mentioning asian-americans. it’s always muslims, latinos, african americans and mexicans. why is that?

is it because our demographic doesn’t matter? that we’ve integrated so successfully that we’re almost invisible? that we’re so stoic and not as vocal as the other minorities that politicians don’t give a shit?

Voting in the US elections for the first time at age 50

i became a US citizen on the 11th of august, 2015. that december, i turned 50 years old. this coming november, I will be voting in a US election, for the first time, at 50 years old. it thrills me no end.

it’ll be exciting. the presidential elections is historic in so many ways and here i am, an immigrant, an asian-american, born in the philippines, a radical rabble-rouser, subversive, troublemaker, loud, incendiary, provocateur, rebel. i can’t wait to vote.

dark side of the moon


We used to play Side B of Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon at the parties in Novaliches back in the day because you could slow dance with the girl of your dreams for over 15 minutes. Tigas titi time indeed.

I didn’t know why I liked this then but I just latched on to songs right away. I love it even more now because I learned about how the album was created and now understand the lyrics. It did help that David Gilmour played so fucking good.

The album cover is iconic. You see it in a rack and you immediately grin from ear to ear because you know right away what it is.

running on empty

running on empty jackson browne

Jackson Browne’s Running on Empty – recorded live in the 70’s in hotels, vans and concert halls across the US.

I owned the LP, then the tape, then the CD, then the Surround Sound 5.1 special edition and then the digital MP3. this album has been with me all through my growing up years. I still play it heavily to this day.



the beatles revolver and rubber soul are my personal favorites. this is the time when “love me do” turned into “norwegian wood” – the beatles were at the height of their songwriting power and were creating songs that were deep but catchy pop.

claus voorman, a friend from their hamburg days, designed the album cover. blew my mind, the first time I saw it. i was only 4 years old.

A rabble rousing mission

august 1, 2016. today is a personal milestone.

it’s my 15th year anniversary at (INSERT COMPANY NAME HERE) and the longest that I have been employed in any one organization. what can I say, I love what I do.

more than that though, today marks the 15th year that I’ve been an overseas filipino. many things have changed but 2 countries, 6 house moves, 8 job functions and 1 citizenship change later, in my heart of hearts, I still am the rabble-rouser, subversive, troublemaker, loud, incendiary, provocateur, rebel kid.

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