Archive for March, 2009

Meeting BB Gandanghari

Meeting BB Gandanghari

OK, this is a long entry, and the only reason why I’m keeping it long is because it’s difficult to write about it.

sdc106461It’s not like I was starstruck, that I was totally interested, or that I marked out on Rustom Padilla movies.  I cannot claim to be completely free of prejudices and biases, and meeting a person who represents at least one of those prejudices is not the sudden epiphany that changes my world completely.  Heck, it’s not like my whole view of the world – and my whole view of sexuality – changed, just because I met BB Gandanghari.

I may have changed my opinion of BB, but many of my prejudices still remain as I write this entry, probably in the next few days or months or even years, maybe my whole lifetime.  The point, however, is to continue to struggle and resist those prejudices and accept people – one person at a time, and one judgment at a time – for who they are.

March 15, 2009 4 comments Read More
White Picket Fences

White Picket Fences

“My dreams are to have a house that has an attic… and a bedroom place and a kitchen with a living room… I would like for us to have a peaceful life… and plenty… of money… to survive… and we don’t get homeless ever again.”

- “Dylan,” in “Instead of a Home, a Motel Room”
Audio slide show feature
“As Jobs Vanish, Motel Rooms Become Home for Some”
retrieved March 11, 2009 from the New York Times

The sociologist Herbert Gans once wrote a book called “The Levittowners,” where he described middle America a great deal in terms of where they live.  Levittown is pretty much the classic stereotype of the American suburb; a single family in a house surrounded by flower-boxes, a lawn out front, porches, and white picket fences.  To Gans, the American middle class stands in stark contrast compared to their working-class origins; Gans challenged the convention of an apathetic middle class stooped in anomie.  Many of the beliefs and wisdoms of the American middle class not only come from family and friends, but also from media, work, and other social circles.  Today, Gans’ model of Levittown is what comes to mind when we say “middle class.”

Not anymore, it isn’t: that was 1967, and here we are in 2009.  Erik Eckholm of the New York Times ran a story about how families in Orange County, California have been seriously affected by the global economic crisis.  Quite a number of middle-class Americans, once represented by houses surrounded by white picket fences, are now living in motel rooms.  Foreclosures, debts, and hard times have caught up with the American middle class.

I’m not an American; if you view things from the outside, it seems that the life, times, and chronicles of the American noveau poor is nothing compared to homelessness here in the Philippines.  It’s not that they don’t have a problem compared to street-dwellers here, but it makes me kind of think a bit about the middle class.

March 14, 2009 2 comments Read More
Iñaki and Bianca

Iñaki and Bianca

Now would be a good time for me to give some political opinions here and there:

  • Gilbert Teodoro being the “dark horse” of 2010: Red Horse if he does.
  • The shenanigans taking place in the Legacy Group issue: Failure by design.
  • The allegations hurled against former SEC Commissioner Jesus Martinez: Lifestyle check.
  • Automated elections: Slaying windmills.
  • A possible President Erap redux: Spare me.

Uh… OK, there you go.  Let’s now deal with matters of national importance: showbiz.

Showbiz, to me, is nothing more than repetition; iterations of temporal redundancy, so to speak… but waxing and droning can wait.  The “hottest new love team” is nothing more than a throwback to love teams that have already existed.  I’m not saying that every leading man is Fernando Poe, Jr., and every leading lady is Susan Roces.  I’d rather bank on recent history.

Take Dingdong Dantes, for example.  OK, his name sounds like a bag of mixed nuts, but many of my female, bisexual, and gay friends consider him as the hottest actor around.  There’s that kilig factor with Dingdong and Marian Rivera, never mind that I can’t help but snicker watching a Nesvita commercial.  Dingdong-Marian may seem to be the hottest couple on TV; whether it’s Sergio-Marimar or Homer-Proserfina (I swear, I don’t understand “Ang Babeng Hinugot Sa Aking Tadyang”).

Today’s Facebook status message and Yahoo! Messenger stat thingy was “Iñaki Torres,” just because I feel like annoying people with references to nineties showbiz every Friday.

If you have a good memory for the 1990s, you probably know that the Dingdong-Marian image is a throwback from a previous image; Marian Rivera is the new generation Antoinette Taus.  It’s a throwback to that other love team that sort of boosted “TGIS” for many people in my generation: it’s easy to get your fill of kilig back then.  Bobby Andrews and Angelu de Leon, or Red Sternberg and Rica Peralejo.  Yet when you come to think of it, the kilig was not in Wacks and Peachy or even Kiko and Mitch: it was in Iñaki and Bianca.

Look at Marian…

Now look at Antoinette, and you’ll probably get my waxing philosophical point about repetition.

Get it?

Anyway, I think it was Plato – or was it George Santayana – who said that those who fail to remember the past are doomed to repeat it.  Now doom… that’s a different story.

March 13, 2009 2 comments Read More
X-List: Header Images

X-List: Header Images

The misogynistic misanthropic homicidal gun-crazy header image up there… well, it came from somewhere.

I do graphic design every now and then.  I enjoy working with graphic design software (I use Photoshop, but I was more of a CORELDraw person when I was younger) as much as I enjoy writing stuff.  My graphic design skills aren’t very good, but I think I know what I’m doing.

I opened my Photobucket account just awhile ago and found the blog headers I used back in the first iteration of The Marocharim Experiment, back when BlogDrive was still hosting the streams of piss… I mean, thought.  Nostalgia somewhat set in; the difficulties of free-hosted blogging, putting up with slow loading times, and staying up nights working on a cool-looking header.  Content is still king, in my view, but there’s really nothing wrong with making your blog look pretty.  Besides, a change of header – and a change of theme – defined the “volumes” that organized the thousands of posts I’ve written for the past few years.

So without further adieu ado [1], I’d like to present some of the headers from memory lane. 

March 13, 2009 0 comments Read More
Vive Le Journal, Le Journal Est Mort

Vive Le Journal, Le Journal Est Mort

Robinsons’ Galleria
6:27 PM

Today’s Inquirer editorial talks about the “last newspaper boom” in Asia, and it kind of gets me thinking – again – about a thought that has been brewing in my head for the past few months: the “death” of the newspaper.  In stream of thought form.

Is it the death of the newspaper and media institutions?  Have we entered the age of citizen journalism?  Is traditional media experiencing its last gasps?  Believe the hype if you will, but for everything wrong I said about traditional media, I’m not counting on its death just yet.

The idea is that media outfits like newspapers are businesses, and in a time of economic crisis, businesses flounder.  Newspaper vendors on sidewalks will tell you “matumal ang benta,” and newspapers are probably concerned about bloggers like myself “taking over” readers.  It seems that more and more people are turning to blogs for information, and very probably, traditional media views new media as a threat to its existence.  Rather than look at this as a clash of the titans and of the “victory” of blogging, I’d like to take a more detached view of the matter.

I don’t buy into the idea of the “death of newspapers.”  Newspapers will change, but they will not be crushed under the mighty heel of bloggers.  More than that, I do not think the proliferation of Web content is responsible for “killing” the newspaper, or that the blog is the “death knell” to traditional media.  The newspaper will not die; it will change, but it will not die.

Here’s why… hey, that rhymed.

March 10, 2009 1 comment Read More
Unfortunate Slight

Unfortunate Slight

Just another stream of thought from a mind off its rocker.  You know who you are; thanks for the epiphany.  – Marocharim

So long as we have failed to eliminate any of the causes of human despair, we do not have the right to try to eliminate those means by which man tries to cleanse himself of despair.

- Antonin Artaud, The Liquidation of Opium

Today was a time for rather interesting epiphanies.

I never had a pretense or intention of doing something noble, both as a writer and as a blogger.  I write for a living, I blog for fun, and I’m not good at either.  Those occasions where my political and social entries do influence people to some degree are just that: occasions, streams of thought, instances of thinking out loud about the what is and the what should be.  Those opinions aren’t exactly well-thought-out, and mine is not the most resonant voice in the crowd.

I always believed that having an opinion beats having none at all.  Having the knack of articulating that opinion has to count for something.  All this is not in vain… yet somehow, even that’s questionable.  The interesting epiphany is that maybe it is; as a friend of mine said, it’s not my job to save the world.

March 9, 2009 0 comments Read More