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Lyrics Translations: Boyz II Men

Lyrics Translations: Boyz II Men

I don’t want to expound on politics and golf any more than I already did; for all intents and purposes, I’m already bored by it.  Before any more “revelations” come my way, let’s motor out of the fracas and translate some songs.

Man, that felt good… for a while I thought I’m going to be stuck writing serious stuff for a while.

For this week’s lyrics translations, I took out a page of the 1990s songbook and attempted to translate a few songs by Boyz II Men.  Anyone who had an ear in the nineties would know a lot of these songs by heart, or listen to them because of heart-related issues.  And no, I’m not talking about angina or coronaries; Boyz II Men songs are perfect for people with broken hearts.

That alone is good enough reason for me to translate lyrics.  Here goes…

January 4, 2009 2 comments Read More
Hauchecome and Malandain

Hauchecome and Malandain

The controversy surrounding Nasser Pangandaman has the DAR Secretary (Pangandaman Sr.) appealing to bloggers to “stop the attacks.” While I’m not one to deny Sec. Pangandaman of his inalienable right to cry foul – and yes, many foul statements have been made against his family at this point – he seems to be a little bit on the other side of Zen:

Since Bambee’s blog, the story about the incident in the golf club spread through the Internet.

Bloggers condemned and some even put up a signature campaign for Pangandaman’s resignation.

Pangandaman said his family is hurting because of the bad picture being painted on his name and family.

He appealed to bloggers to stop accusing them on the Web. The secretary even warned bloggers against karma.

“I appeal to the bloggers to stop this. They also have their families, they have parents and siblings. Our family is already hurting. I hope this doesn’t happen to you (bloggers),” the secretary said.

First of all, I don’t appreciate the idea of dragging families into this issue, no matter how arbitrary the term may be.  Restraint and prudence should definitely be practiced, but the involvement of both Pangandamans in this issue is not in the interest of malice, but has factual bases.

I was reading some interesting pieces on the issue today, like that of Noemi, Butch, Pat, and Regnard, yet this issue reminds me more of Maupassant’s classic English class requirement than anything else.  There is wisdom in the assertion that this is a small issue made big, but there is also wisdom in the assertion that this is an issue that demands action.

That is why we should not forget this issue, and treat it as the black eye that it is.  Like every issue, the squabble is a microcosm of a lot of things wrong with the way things are going (OK, here and here and here).

Yet this issue should also be a wake-up call to action.  I’m not saying that we should draft an impeachment complaint to sue the pants off the Pangandamans and make Bloggers’ Intervention/Impeachment II, but we should be able to act responsibly and steadfastly when situations call for it.  Bitching and whining, yes; but how much of the pakyu and the tanginamo (excuse the Esperanto) frames this issue in terms of what it is?  Is it about the squabbles of the rich and the noveau riche, or is it about an injustice taking place?

Yet for all the bitching and whining that is taking place between the Hauchecomes and the Malandains of this issue, we’re pretty much privy to it.  Like the villagers who saw the fight between Hauchecome and Malandain as nothing more than a battle of differences between strings and pocketbooks, many still see this as a battle of whodunnit first at the golf course many of us can’t afford to go to.

While they squabble about who struck the other first, some of us fail to frame this issue along - not to separate it from – the many different injustices we all suffer.  The fact that something occured means that it cannot be denied.

January 4, 2009 1 comment Read More
Ortigas on Empty

Ortigas on Empty

Robinson’s Galleria
6:34 PM

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I sometimes think that Ortigas, for all its failings and flaws, looks prettier when it’s empty; when the only traces of light come from the few cars that whiz by, when there are no employees shuffling from building to building, when there’s no traffic, when there’s no one there.  I guess the only way I could appreciate Ortigas so much from a misanthropic point of view is when there’s no one there.

Having no people around gives me a man-alone feeling that I almost always enjoy.  Perhaps Armstrong had the same feeling when he first walked on the moon.  Or the blissful feeling Amundsen felt when he reached the South Pole.  There’s no one there, or there could be someone there… we just don’t know.  I guess that you can never fully appreciate the beauty of a place when there’s nothing there but place.

January 2, 2009 1 comment Read More
I Am Pissed Off: A Reply to Alexander Lacson

I Am Pissed Off: A Reply to Alexander Lacson

OK, what follows will be a rather offending rant.

Alexander Lacson, the author of “12 Little Things Every Filipino Can Do To Help Our Country,” wrote a commentary piece for today’s Inquirer.  While I’m not one to deprive Mr. Alex Lacson of an opinion, I am afraid I must offer a dissenting one.  My belief is that Filipino pride is rested on prejudices; that while we Filipinos should be proud of the Philippines, we should be embarrassed at the way things are going.

I don’t know how to top Sparks’ entry regarding that commentary piece, but I do offer this paraphrase.  I think that in my own little way, I can frame the anger and the disdain that I have personally experienced over the past year.  It is by no means a pedantic, self-righteous sense of anger, but a subjective sense of it; a personal feeling of being wronged and deceived.

Please pardon – and take heed to – my paraphrase of your piece, Mr. Lacson. – Marocharim

January 2, 2009 8 comments Read More