* – In response to Out-of-Date by IWriteAsIWrite. Thanks to The Greatest for pointing this out.
The beauty of the Web is exchange; that there is no need for name-calling or caustic responses. While the author may have misspelled my thinly-disguised pseudonym, I’d like to say that I stand corrected on the many flaws he or she did point out in my previous entry, but in many ways, I do stand my ground.
I do agree, if only that I myself am founded in the same perspective that I try my best to balance out. Yet my bone of contention, as the author points out, remains the same: decolonization. The anecdote I started the entry with can be attested to by Filipino schoolchildren. Race is still pervasive. Those of us who have had the benefit of learning things at a higher level may know that race does not exist but culture does, but not to those who sit in 60-students-to-a-teacher classrooms.
By “decolonization,” I do not mean flinging ourselves back to 1520 and back. History can only move forward, and we cannot bring the datus and the barangays as they existed, and we certainly cannot demolish the condominiums of Makati to give way to huts near the Pasig River. To decolonize does not mean to redact or revert: it means to rediscover. To decolonize does not mean to deny, but to dispel. To decolonize does not mean to destroy the past. To decolonize means to undo the fabric of colonization, and to use the threads of everything – good, bad, and ugly – to create our magic carpet to a whole new world (doh).

