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I love Game of Thrones. Best piece of fantasy literature I picked up since Lord of the Rings. Unlike the usual examples from the genre, magic and other fantastical themes are kept in the background. Sure, there are dragons and dark freaky creatures that held the known world under their dark dominion but they've haven't  been seen for years and yes, there are sorcerers and warlocks but  the maesters of the Citadel sniff at their supposed occult powers as nothing but 'higher mysteries' that would eventually be explained by rational knowledge. What keeps the story going is the cutthroat backstabbing and open warfare by Westeros' noble families in their quest to outwit, outplay and outlast each other and gain the ultimate prize - the privilege to sit on a throne made of still-sharp swords and get to be hailed as King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm. That is a refreshing variation from stereotypical fantasy fiction that makes the plot utterly compelling. I mean look at all these characters, they are so human. So human it feels like you can actually see them in the real world.

And as a matter of fact you can. Imagine all these noble families fighting it out over who's going to get a really badass title but instead of fighting for the Lordship of the Seven Kingdoms they're after the Presidency of Seven Thousand One Hundred Seven Islands and you can see where this is going.

 Much has been said about how a few powerful families comfortably occupy the social pyramid that is the Philippines both in academic circles, where they came up with really intellectual sounding names to describe it (elite democracy, oligarchic patrimonialism, bossism, machine politics etc.) and in the not so academic circles (aka barbershops, tsismis centers, tagay joints and the like) with charming words like kurap and trapo.  And now a series of videos that have more or less gone viral accuse none other than Benigno of House Aquino The Third of His Name, President of the Seven Thousand One Hundred Seven Islands and his mother's family House Cojuangco of Tarlac of being part and promoter of this oligarchy along with assorted charges such as but not limited to, misleading the good people of the Philippines regarding their family's legacy and role in the Edsa Revolution.




The first one I watched is called "NINOY + PEOPLE POWER: Hidden Truths the Media is not Telling Us". It's less viral (in my Facebook that is, it's got more views on YouTube because it was posted earlier) and more weird. Although the makers of the video begin with a disclaimer stating that they do not intend to "offend, insult or humiliate" Filipinos in general or a particular Filipino, one is not comforted by their promotion of websites like antipinoy.com. And the way the video is made makes them sound like crackpot conspiracy theorists fresh out of a Dan Brown novel. They did get a lot of facts straight, tough. Like Cory being in Cebu when people started to go to Edsa, for example, and the attempted coup by Manong Johnny Enrile and Gringo Honasan who wanted to set up a military junta to replace Marcos and even how Apo Ferdinand couldn't have killed his frat brod Ninoy because he was seriously considering his greatest rival to be his best replacement. The video even has the scholarly rigor to mention its sources, many of which are credible. But in the end the video is guilty of the same sin it condemns: Hiding Truths.

No matter how much they claim that it isn't Marcos propaganda, the portrait they paint of him makes our man Macoy seem like a good guy who built a lot of neat stuff (Like the Coconut Palace), promoted nationalism and basically wanted to make the country into something really great but the Communists in China sent their "radical" student, farmer and worker cadres to throw molotov cocktails at the Presidential Palace and generally making a lot of mess that he was forced to declare Martial Law, and that Marcos was such a benevolent leader because he sentenced Ninoy to death but didn't carry out the sentence and was even so gracious and merciful that he sent the man to the US for medical treatment out of the goodness of his heart. You just gotta love Marcos after watching that part. And it gets even better.  Marcos was legitimately elected during the Snap elections but because of the actions of Cardinal Sin, summoned "hakot crowds", "Veteran Professional Communist Protesters" (Note on how the pejorative emphasis on Communist makes the video sound like some Cold War holdover) and curious civilians (which I think can be translated to usisero), he was driven away by People Power. Poor Marcos.


Never mind that the so-called "radical" students, farmers and workers were the embodiments of the popular outrage against the foreign supported-oligarchy (which Marcos didn't abolish btw, he simply replaced it with homies from his own crew). Never mind that our trillion dollar debt came from the Marcos years. Never mind that he and his cronies got lots of juicy kickbacks for all the beautiful stuff they built. Never mind that Ninoy and all the journalists, activists and political opponents of Marcos were denied a trial by an impartial tribunal. Never mind that the Martial Law years silenced an entire generation of Filipinos and warped our political culture and institutions. Never mind that the Snap elections were so fraudulent that there was a stiff movement to boycott the polls and after the election the computer guys from the Comelec walked out of the vote count because the numbers that were displayed didn't match the numbers they were getting. Never mind that he prevented the airing of the last five episodes of Voltes V. This is the part that makes the video, which really had the potential of being an intelligent critique of the Edsa myth, degenerate into a crazy mixture of truth and untruth that the gullible will believe in its entirety.





The other video is more recent and more sober. It's called "AQUINO COJUANGCO: FACTS THEY DON'T WANT YOU TO KNOW HD" (side note again: HD here would most probably stand for Hi-Definition, I included it anyway so we get the full title), from the same uploader but less conspiracy theory-ish than the other video. It recounts how the Cojuangcos rose to prominence, allegedly because of  Revolution money from Antonio Luna, how they got their hands on the infamous Hacienda Luisita (Hint: having Pres. Magsaysay as a wedding ninong was a big help) and the track record of the two Aquino presidents on the Agrarian problem (Keywords: Mendiola Massacre, Extra-judicial killings, CARP, Stock Distribution Option, Hacienda Luisita Massacre). Much of it has already reached the media, especially during the last election, where PNoy was the darling candidate of the media, though, unsurprisingly, not all media outlets gave it much coverage (*cough* ABS-CBN *cough*). This is a nice place to put in a quote from Michel Foucault about the relationship between power and knowledge but I confess I still haven't gotten the feel of his prose so let's just pretend I put one here and move on. All in all, this video, minus the creepy part starting at 13:00 where it plays Noy's election jingle backward to unravel it's purported subliminal content, really does educate the unaware and hitherto apathetic about the extent to which our society is dominated by a socioeconomic elite to which our duly elected Chief Executive happens to belong.

Okay. So we all hate the Cojuangcos because of the vids. But now what? For every Lannister that makes it to the Iron Throne you have Baratheons, Tyrells, Martells and exiled Targaryens (not to mention a few Littlefingers) eager to take its place as Paramount House. They call their banners and denounce the tyrant/usurper/bastard sitting on the Iron Throne only to replace him with a new bigshot who concerns himself with either wenching or beating the snot out of the other Houses so they don't replace him with someone else. And as the 1% lords bicker among themselves the 99% smallfolk live out their lives in poverty and ignorance, oblivious to but victims of the nobles' total war even as winter draws near and the friggin' Others are trudging their way towards the Wall. What should the 99% do? Perhaps it's time for them to stop being pawns and become real players in the Game of Thrones. If they do, either they win or they die. If they don't they are killed by decades-long winter or the Others will turn them into mindless zombie slaves (i.e. They still die). In short, now is a great time for them to unite because they have nothing to lose but their chains.



As I type this my family is out watching the last Harry Potter Movie while I get left behind. It's really not as tragic as it seems since I had already watched it, in spite of my own admonitions, by myself earlier this week. I had been repeatedly telling students not to watch movies alone warning that such an activity fosters an unhealthy individualism that would inevitably corrode our already fragile democracy, political science buffs might recognize Robert Putnam's Bowling Alone hypothesis here. But I couldn't find somebody else to go with me as I've been quite busy to look. Still, the desperation to see the friggin' movie was so strong that during my really long MWF free period I headed straight to the Country Mall Cinema (yes, I said the Country Mall Cinema and why not? It's cheap and really near TC. Sure there was that freaky guy who seemed to whisper to himself four seats to my right but it wasn't so bad).


You could understand my desperation (Oh alright... I admit, I was really so desperate that I watched it at the Country Mall) when you realize that I am part of what you might call the Harry Potter generation. I saw the first movie while in elementary, begged my tita living in the US to buy me the fifth book when in high school and watched Part 1 of Deathly Hallows with the ticket I earned when I went overtime at my call center job. I practically grew up with that kid who survived You-Know-Who but almost gets himself killed every school year. And there I was sitting alone in the cinema for the long awaited ending.

However, I have to say that around the time when I started college I actually stopped watching the movies and reading the books. Partly because I got busy doing other things (if I wasn't busy reading Cruz' Political Law or Meyer's International Relations and the Third World I was immersed in Guerreros' Philippine Society and Revolution) and partly because Harry Potter started to look childish to me. It became something that I had to discard and relegate to my baul now that more serious, grown-up concerns preoccupied me. Later on though, I ran into my old friend Harry and found that he too, thanks to Rowling's talent for character development, had matured from a confused orphan from Sorcerer's Stone to the angsty teen in Order of the Phoenix into the Chosen One who accepted the role he had to play and gave up everything, even dropping out of Hogwarts, to put an end to the Dark Lord's comeback. So I picked up where I left off and stayed on till the end.

And what an ending it was. Jeezas! I never realized that Harry Potter could be as epic as Lord of the Rings! I mean, seriously, an army of Death Eaters, giants and werewolves laying siege to Hogwarts!! And the professors did that really cool chain spell thing that shielded the whole damn castle!! I was literally making weird geeking out noises while watching, and I know I can be excused seeing as McGonagall also seemed to be feeling the same when she summoned the Hogwarts statues to join in the defense.

But the epic awesomeness, like all good things, has to come to an end. After good old Longbottom saves them all and the dust of the kickass battle settles, we fast forward to the epilogue 19 years later where we see that our young heroes who took down a full-grown mountain troll in their first year and struggled to get a date for the Yule Ball (well, only for Harry and Ron that is) three years later are now proud parents sending off their children to their first year at Hogwarts. It was amusing how they tried to make everyone look older using makeup, false beards and appropriate wardrobe. But in one of the closing scenes where the entire dramatis personae are shown together for a parting shot I couldn't help feeling emotional. It really is the end.

We too have grown up, so it appears. The people I used to watch the movies with and engaged in many deep discussions on our detailed analysis of the latest books are now either working, married, abroad graduated, have kids of their own or a combination/variation of the above. As for me, I sat there alone because in my preoccupation with my job, my masters and my extra-curricular activities I barely had time for stuff that I used to take for granted. It seems inevitable that we follow this sequence expected by society. We graduate, we find work, we integrate ourselves into the corporate machinery and we live out the rest of our lives selling our labor power happily oblivious about what else is happening around us. But is this really growing up?

In the end, we say the Harry Potter series moved from children's literature to serious fiction when Quidditch matches and Potions class took a back seat to the ultimate conflict between good and evil. Harry himself matured as a character when understood the role he had to play to finally defeat his archnemesis and willingly accepted it. Everyone else in the wizarding world faced a similar choice, to roll over to Voldemort and his Death Eater minions or to stand up for what is right and just. Most would follow Aberforth's advice and just go home and live long lives. But some took the road less traveled and chose to stand by Harry and defied the Dark Lord even when he was brought to them seemingly dead. A lot of them didn't even live to see Voldemort's demise. But when they chose to give up their own personal concerns for something bigger than themselves, that made all the difference. And that marked them as having grown up.

So it is in the wizarding world, so it is also in the Muggle world.




The New Year is already two weeks old and it took me this long to say something about it. This says something about my New Year's resolution to discipline myself. I'm even guilty of spending an extra hour or two conquering the Star Wars galaxy on my PC when I'm supposed to be sleeping early. To combat this addiction and to help me in my discipline, I shall strive to post regularly again (hopefully) especially now that I don't have the excuse of not having time.

Speaking of the New Year, the month of January is also pretty big here in Cebu because of the Sinulog and my good friend here is reminding everyone to be extra careful. Once again it's time for the City to dance to one beat in celebration of the Holy Child Jesus. Personally, I'm not much of a Sinulog person. The crowds and the traffic drives me away, but the same can't be said about millions of other people out there.

Now, I practically grew up here in Cebu (though not in the city but in a little island across the Mactan Channel) but it still amazes me every time I see the Sugbuanons near fanatical devotion to Sto. Niño. Of course, they have been known to be very religious but still that doesn't seem to explain it. Come on, I don't think the majority of these people think of going to church when they hear "Pit Senyor!"

Although I do have a theory. It seems to me Cebuanos just love to dance. We have dancing inmates (proudly displayed on YouTube), dancing tax collectors (a fact proudly displayed on a concrete island in Barrio Luz not far from BIR) even a dancing Governor (proudly displayed on whatever propaganda material the Provincial Government gets its hands on).

What is it with Cebu and Dancing?!

I asked this question out loud one day. I really can't remember the answer I got exactly but it went something like "We just like to!" Well, I guess that would be enough of a reason. Let's just hope the rain doesn't mess things up tomorrow.

PIT SEÑOR!!

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