HULYO 18 – 24, 2008
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LINGGUHANG PILIPINO MULA PA NOONG 1980
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‘Then, the fight began’
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Reading the signs of the times
Forward to Basics
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A story about lightDo not be deceived
Regarding Henry
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(That’s the title of four anecdotesthat a friend told while we waited for our flights. Laughing, speciallyat yourself, is therapeutic, he said. Read and understand why. — JLM)
AFTER retiring, this gent wentto apply for Social Security. Thewoman, behind the counter, askedfor a driver’s license to verify hisage. The chap looked in his pock-ets, only to realize he had left itat home.“Sorry. I’ll have to pick it upand come back,” he said.“No need. Just unbutton yourshirt,” the clerk replied.He did as told and revealed hischest’s silver hair.‘That white hair is proof enough,” the clerk said, then pro-cessed his application. When he got home, he told hiswife about the experience at theSocial Security office.There was once a pagan King whohad a son he loved so dearly. Hewas his only joy in life, especiallyafter his wife died giving birth tothis only child. To this misfortunewas added another: his son wasborn blind. He wanted him to betruly happy and gave him every-thing you can imagine: toys, food,lessons in all sorts of disciplinesand arts.One day the boy asked his fa-ther, “Father, what is light like?”The King was greatly grievedbecause it was something he knewwould be next to impossible toexplain.But he didn’t give up easily.He thought there might be somewise man in the world who couldmake his son understand whatlight was.He announced to the four cor-ners of his kingdom and beyond,that he was willing to reward be- yond rewards anyone who couldexplain to his son what light was.In no time his palace was over-flowing with wise men from allover. There were fat ones, thinones, tall and handsome ones,short and rugged ones, and manymore that would be too long todescribe. When they learned thatthe boy was blind, they exclaimedthat this was impossible. TheKing was asking for a something ridiculous.Others, however, attempted tomake the boy grasp what lightI USUALLY don’t open e-mailssent to me by someone whom Ireally don’t know. But there wasone I opened recently because itasked for my help. “I have writ-ten an earlier mail to you but noresponse,” so goes the message.But hey, I never received previousmail from this guy before.“In my first mail I mentionedto you about my late client whodeposited some fund with a fi-nance company here in UnitedKingdom before he died in April2003,” the sender explains. “Hebears the same surname with you.”That’s interesting. I neverknew a relative, for that matteranyone, living in Europe, excepta friend.“Since his death, I have re-ceived several letters from thesaid finance company to providehis next of kin or any of his rela-tives who can make claim to thefunds before the end of the yearor the company will be left withno option than to confiscate theconsignment and turn the moneyback to the state,” the messagegoes on. “As it has been markedunclaimed for four years, I haveconducted my personal search tosee if I can make contact with anyof his relatives but without suc-cess. It is in the course of my ef-fort that I came to contact you.”Now, how did he learn aboutme, I really don’t have any idea.The sender argues, “I haveclosely checked and since you bearthe same surname with my de-ceased client it will be better topresent you as the next of kin andthe right beneficiary of the fundsin the account.” At the end of his message, hereiterates, “Do respond quick if you are interested or should youneed further clarification becausewe have no much time left.”If I had responded to him, ITHIS task already had its trickyparts since time immemorial. Butcompared to present conditions,the past was rather a very simpleand easy task to carry out.Given the multiplying forcesand influences that go into ourcurrent culture, reading the signsof the times has become a formi-dable task that approaches thelevel of a nightmare. And precisely because of ourcomplex, intricate and puzzling world, this task has become morenecessary. We need to stay awayfrom the grip of ignorance, confu-sion, error, the ingredients of per-dition.Still, not everything is lost andbeyond hope. The amount of in-formation, given our ever-devel-oping technologies, is not onlymassive and profound but is alsomuch easier to access now.Besides, we are never lacking of people with great potentials toeffectively undertake this deli-cate task. We just need to discoverthem and inspire them. What we needed at present isthe discipline to have an abiding concern to read the signs of thetimes. This is no simple thing, sinceit’s not just a matter of attitude,habits and skills, though they fig-ure prominently in this task. Yes, we need to learn how tocollect data, compare notes, dia-logue with different parties, con-sult experts, study, reflect, makeconclusions and plan, etc., but allthese are not enough.Rather, this discipline in theend depends on our living contactand relationship with what weShe snapped: ‘You should havedropped your pants. You mighthave gotten disability, too’
And then the fight began. …
At this high school reunion,this man kept staring at a drunkenlady swigging her drink as she satalone at a nearby table.Her interest piqued, his wifeasked: “Do you know her?”“Yes,” the husband said with a deep sigh, “She’s my old girlfriend.I understand she took to drink-ing right after we split up thosemany years ago. And I hear shehasn’t been sober since.”“Good heavens,” says the wife,“Who’d think a person could goon celebrating that long?”
And then, the fight began. …
Now, this gent rear-ended a carin the morning rush hour. So,there they were, alongside theroad as other cars inched past theirsquashed vehicles. And then, thedriver of the other car got out.“Sometimes, you just get soooostressed and little things seemfunny?, he explained. “Believe itor not. The driver coming towardsme was a dwarf. He stormed overto my car, looked up at me, andshouted: ‘I am not happy.’ So, Ilooked down at him and asked:‘Well, then which one of the sevendwarfs are you?’”
And then, the fight began. …
This lady looks looks long andhard in the bedroom mirror. Sheis not happy with what she sees.“I feel horrible,” she tells thehusband who is reading the news-papers. “I look old, fat and ugly. Ireally need you to pay me a com-pliment.”“Your eyesight’s damn nearperfect,” the husband says with-out looking up.
And then, the fight began. …
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consider as our God, what we re-gard as our ultimate source of lightand understanding.This is where the main prob-lem comes. Many of us still relyalmost exclusively on our owndevices, our own natural endow-ments. Many still have not man-aged to link our best resourceswith an objective and transcen-dent God.Instead, many of us still feelour high intelligence, our clever-ness, our increasing scientific ex-pertise are enough. It is as if thesecan be equivalent to God. Thus,we fail to realize that our sophis-tication can turn into naivete.Remember St. Paul saying:“The foolish things of the worldhas God chosen, that he may con-found the wise. The weak thingsof the world has God chosen, thathe may confound the strong.”
(1 Cor 1,27)
Many of us still don’t realizethat this objective and transcen-dent God, completely supernatu-ral to us, makes himself accessibleto us in ways that are revealed aswell as established by him, withour cooperation.There are the doctrines, thesacraments, the Church, etc. thatcan truly connect us with this liv-ing God. What’s needed is thatwe have the necessary disposi-tions, and from there, the appro-priate practices and virtues, tokeep this bond alive and abiding.
With these prerequisites, we canaspire to read the signs of the times.We can penetrate the externals andappearances, expose the ethos ani-mating our society, and monitor itsdevelopment — from gestation to ma-turity and decay.
With these prerequisites, wecan have the needed criteria for judgment, and keep distance fromshallow and narrow perceptions. We would have a running accountof how things are evolving in thedifferent areas. We have to acquire the exper-tise of identifying the significantelements of our current culture,and to articulate what is good andbad in them, what is right andwrong. Only then can we attemptto come up with the appropriateremedies. And I believe that therealways are cures for our problems.These days, for example, thePope has warned us about the dan-gers of relativism, both in belief and in morals. We need to be fa-miliar with its nature, ways andmanifestations.There are other disturbing isms affecting us today, like indi-vidualism, hedonism, positivism,etc. We need to know them andsee how they are affecting us.From there, we can try toclarify matters, pointing out theirlack of basis, their inherent con-tradictions, and the unavoidabledead ends that they lead to. Of course, we have to do all this withutmost charity, shunning unnec-essary frictions with other people. We have to outgrow whateverhesitation we may have with re-spect to this responsibility. Some-times, we think this is too cere-bral, too abstract and not rel-evant, since its need and effectsare often not directly felt.
— roycimagala@hotmail.com
was like. Some made him feel theheat from a burning torch, othersmade him hear the explosion fromfirecrackers, and a few gifted onesperformed incredible magictricks with lights and mysteriouscolor effects.But after all these, the boysadly confided to his father, theKing. “Father, I can hear thebooms and smell the fumes, butI’m afraid I will never know whatlight is.” And they both cried indespair.One day, just as the last wiseman left the castle, a stranger ar-rived. The guards asked what hewanted, he said, “I am going tomake the King’s son see light!”
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would have been a millionaire bynow. The deceased person report-edly left some US$15 million andthe man who sent me the mes-sage said we will “provide youwith all the necessary legal back-ing that is required until thismoney is paid out to you.”However, he wants “a sharebased on our agreement.”Remember the famous line,“There’s a sucker born everyminute.” This phrase is oftencredited to American showmanP.T. Barnum. It is generally takento mean there are (and always willbe) a lot of gullible people in theworld.Perhaps the first recorded gull-ible person was the first womanherself, Eve. God told Adam andEve not to eat the fruit “from thetree that is in the middle of thegarden” of Eden. While Adam wassleeping, the crafty serpent toldEve that she “will surely die.”The serpent explained, “For Godknows that when you eat of it youreyes will be opened, and you willbe like God, knowing good andevil.”The temptation was too strong for her. After all, the fruit was“good for food and pleasing to theeye, and also desirable for gain-ing wisdom.” So, she took someand ate it. She also gave some to Adam. The rest is now history.“O woman, born first to be-lieve us,” American poet and jour-nalist Joaquin Miller writes.“Yea, also born first to forget, bornfirst to betray and deceive us, yetfirst to repent and regret.”Nobel Prize winner AlbertCamus contends, “We always de-ceive ourselves twice about thepeople we love — first to theiradvantage, then to their disadvan-tage.”“Human beings will continueto deceive and overpower one an-
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Ka Iking Reports
I
KE
S
ENERES
DEAR
Casimanua
, Today is thefirst day of the rest of your life.This is the day you will have todecide what you can do to helpbuild your nation. You hear ev-eryone talk about national devel-opment, but very few people seemto be talking about nation build-ing. As I see it, we have to buildour nation first before we coulddevelop it, given the definition of what a nation ought to be.By definition, a sovereign na-tion is supposed to be composedof one people, one territory andone government. The latter twoappears to be easy and are alreadygiven, but it seems that there ismuch to be done for us to becomeone people. To begin with, we arenot yet a tightly knit people witha common culture, a common defi-nition of what a people is. Build a nation first, and then developwhat has been built. Strictlyspeaking, however, these two arenot mutually exclusive, meaning to say that we could do these twotogether hand in hand, like bodyand soul. I should say soul andbody, because it is the nation thatshould be the soul of a nationalbody. Are you my
Casimanua
? Youare, if you are a Filipino or if youare a child of Filipino parents orgrandparents, regardless of whom you are or where you are now. Inold usage, a
Casimanua
is a townmate from your own “
bayan
”.In these modern times how-ever, we could just freely use theterm to refer to our compatriots,in the same way that we use“
kababayan
”.Can you do something to helpin nation building? Everyone can,and we could all find our ownplaces in this noble exercise. Ihave found my place, and I amsure that you could find yours. Itis now my place to help those whoare doing something, whatever itis, to build our nation, and to telleveryone about it, using the massmedia. You do not have to go very farto help build your nation. All youhave to do is to help build yourown village. Like pieces of a giant jigsaw puzzle, we could build ournation by building its smallercomponent parts, starting with your
barangay
which is the small-est unit of government in ourcountry. Amidst the bad news that tellsus about the negative side of ourcountry, there is good news aboutorganizations and agencies thatare working to build our nation.The problem is their efforts arenot woven together in a commonloom, and there is no sustainedeffort to tell everyone about theirgood deeds.One way to bring about a tightly knit people is to makethem work together towards a
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Letter to my country mates
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