After the fear and terror of what I’d done had left, which took about a month or two, I started it all over again. From then on it was a craving, a hunger, I don’t know how to describe it, a compulsion, and I just kept doing it, doing it and doing it, whenever the opportunity presented itself.
When Jose Rizal’s "Noli Me Tangere" came off the press in Berlin, Germany on March 21, 1887, 129 years ago, no one knew the impact it would have on the Filipino nation. The book was intended for the Filipino intelligentsia, whose language was Spanish. Hence, it was written in Spanish. And yet, the novel, with its sequel "El Filibusterismo", influenced, at least at the time of the late 19th century, a largely illiterate nation. Rich insights have been drawn from it, from the time it was first read by the leaders of the revolutionary Katipunan up to our independence from the United States in 1946. Rich insights still remain in it up to the present day. After all, Rizal’s backdrop in the novel was and remains to be truly Filipino. The outward appearance of the culture he captured in the written word might not be all too familiar to us, but the spirit, the social realities and the reaction of Rizal’s characters to them is the same reaction we have today as a nation. Which is why it is a tragedy, (a travesty even!) that the novel is taught in our schools without much depth or bravado. It is a required reading for students, and yet most of them miss the treasures it has, all too concealed by badly written translations in textbooks, and bad exposition of the narrative. If taught effectively, I believe Noli will clear up the lens of our youth, whose opinions (at times brash, impatient and unfounded) can be refined, and grounded on history and human realities. Which is why perhaps, I would really recommend people to read Noli Me Tangere in the context of the upcoming elections, particularly the debate between the characters Crisostomo Ibarra and Elias in Chapter 50 "Spokesman of the Oppressed." Glean from the words, explore the depth of the issues, and look at the players in our upcoming elections. The wanton use of force by authorities to exact discipline for progress is specifically tackled here by Rizal. Reading through it, one would gasp at how insightful Rizal was. Did Rizal had a vision of what it would be like under Martial Law (1972-1981) or a Philippines under a strongman? It's insightful and somewhat scary. Further reading would give the reader insights on the conflict in Mindanao and the role the government should have on its citizens. My copy of Noli was translated by the great Leon Ma. Guerrero, which in my opinion, is the best translation of the novel in English. This is an abridged version of the chapter, emphasizing the points of the debate between Ibarra and Elias.
(asking Elias on what happened when he talked with the leader of the outlaws) “So they ask for…”
“Radical reforms in the armed forces, in the clergy, in the administration of justice, that is to say, a more paternal approach from the Government.”
“Reforms? In what sense?”
“For example, more respect for human dignity, greater security for the individual, less strength in the armed forces, less privileges for an organization which so easily abuses them.”
“Elias, I do not know who you are, but I have the feeling that you are not an ordinary man. You do not think and act like the others. You will understand me if I tell you that, although the present state of things has its defects, it would have even more should it be changed…. I know very well that, while these institutions have their defects, they are necessary now; they are what is called necessary evil.”
“You too believe in necessary evils? You believe that to do good it is necessary to do evil?”
“No, I believe in the necessary evil as I believe in those drastic treatments we use when we want to cure a disease. Now, then, the country is an organism which suffers from a chronic sickness, and to cure it the Government feels compelled to use means, which, if you wish, are harsh and violent but useful and necessary.”
“It’s a bad doctor, sir, who only seeks to correct and suppress symptoms without trying to determine the cause of the illness, or knowing it, fears to go after it. The Constabulary has only one purpose: to repress crime by force and terror, a purpose which is not achieved except by chance. Furthermore, you must consider, sir, that society can only be hard on individuals when it has first furnished them with the means necessary for their moral improvement. In our country, there is no organized society as such since the people and the Government are not united; the latter therefore should be lenient, not only because it wants to be judged leniently, but also because the individual, neglected and abandoned by the Government, is less responsible precisely because he has received so little instruction in his duties. Moreover, using your own comparison, the treatment applied to the country’s ills is so destructive that it makes itself felt only in those parts of the organism which are healthy, weakening their vitality and preparing the way for the spread of the disease. Would it not be more reasonable instead to strengthen those parts of the organism that are sick and to lessen the violence of the treatment?"
“To weaken the Constabulary would be to endanger the security of the towns.”
“The security of the towns!” cried Elias bitterly. “It will soon be fifteen years that those towns have had the protection of the Constabulary, and look: we still have outlaws, we still hear that they sack towns and hold people up on the highways; robberies still take place and the robbers are not discovered; crime exists, and the real criminal goes about freely, but not the peaceful inhabitants of the town. Ask any honest citizen if he looks upon the Constabulary as a good thing, as a means of protection furnished by the Government and not as an imposition, a despotism whose excesses are more harmful than the depredations of the outlaws. True, these depredations are usually on a great scale, but they do not happen often, and a man is allowed to defend himself against them. But one cannot even protest against the impositions of the forces of law and order, and if these impositions are sometimes not so great in extent, they are on the other hand continuous and sanctioned by society. What is the effect of this organization on the life of our towns? It paralyzes communications because everybody is afraid of being harassed for petty causes. It is concerned with appearances rather than fundamentals--one of the first symptoms of incapacity. A man is tied and beaten up because he has forgotten his identity card, no matter if he is a decent person with a good reputation. The officers think it is their first duty to exact a salute, willing or unwilling, even at night, and they are imitated in this by their subordinates, who use it as an excuse--although an excuse is never lacking--to manhandle and fleece the peasants. The sanctity of the home does not exist for them; not long ago they entered a house in Kalamna through the window and beat up a peaceful inhabitant to whom their commanding officer owed money and favours. There is no security for the individual: when they want their barracks or their houses cleaned, they go out and seize anyone who does not resist and make him work the whole day…. What good has it done them to swallow their anger and place their hopes on human justice? If this, sir, is what you call maintaining peace and order…”
“I agree that there are evils, but let us accept the evils for the sake of the good things that go with them. The Constabulary may not be perfect, but, believe me, the fear it inspires prevents an increase in the number of criminals."
"Say rather that this fear increases their number. Before the creation of this organization almost all criminals, with the exception of a very few, were driven to crime by hunger; they looted and robbed to stay alive, but when times were easier, the highways were once more safe. Outlaws could be scared away even by the municipal policemen and their primitive weapons--those poor brave policemen, so libeled by writers of our country, whose right is to die, whose duty is to fight, and whose reward is a sneer. Now outlaws are outlaws for life. One misdemeanour, one felony punished with inhumanity, one gesture of resistance against the excesses of authority, is enough, with the fear of atrocious tortures, to exile them forever from society, and condemn them to kill or be killed. The Constabulary's terrorism shuts the doors of repentance, and, since an outlaw fights and defends himself in the mountains better than the soldier whom he flouts, the result is that we cannot extinguis the evil we have created... A regime of terror is useful when a people are enslaves, when there are no caves in the mountains, when the ruling power can place a sentry behind every tree, and when the body of the slave has only a stomach and intestines! But when a desperate man fighting for his life feels his arm stiffen, his heart beat, and his whole body fill up with spleen, can terrorism extinguish the fire on which it pours more fuel?"
"I would believe you right away had I not my own convictions. But note one fact--do not take offense because I make an exception of you. Who asks for these reforms? Almost all of them felons or those who are very close to it."
"Present or prospective felons--but why are they what they are? Because their peace has been broken, their happiness torn up by the roots, their most cherished affections outraged, and because, when they thought to seek protection from the law, they were convinced that they could only depend on themselves. But you are wrong, sir, if you believe that only felons ask for reforms; go from town to town, from house to house, listen to the hidden complaints of every family, and you will be convinced that the evils which the Constabulary prevents are not greater, perhaps less, than those which it inflicts continuously. Shall we conclude from this that all these citizens are felons? Then why defend them from other felons? Why not destroy them all?"
"My friend, this should be studied with great care. If I find after investigation that these grievances are justified, I shall write to my friends in Madrid, since we have no official representatives in Parliament there. Meantime, do believe that the Government has need of a body of men with that unlimited power and authority which it needs to make itself respected."
"That sir, would be true if the Government were at war with the people, but for the Government's own good we should not lead the people to believe that they and the Government are on opposite sides. But if such is the case, if we prefer force to a good name, we should consider well to whom we give such unlimited power and authority. So much power placed in human hands, the hands of ignorant, and wilful men, without moral training, without proven honesty, is a weapon placed in the hands of a madman let loose in an unarmed crowd. I admit, and I want to believe like you, that the Government needs this strong right arm, but it should choose well, from among the most worthy, and since it prefers to confer authority on itself rather than receive it from the people, let it at least show that it knows how to do so."
When it comes to believing in God, I really, really tried… but… the more you look around, the more you realize… something is wrong here. War, disease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, the Ice Capades… This is not good work. If this is the best God can do, I am not impressed. Results like these do not believe on the resumé of a Supreme Being.
Pizza Force [1992: Jean-Claude Van Damme, Dolph Lundgren, Adrienne Barbeau]
This rare gem of a movie tells the tale of a horrific cyberpunk future where real food is a luxury and proper nutrition is a privilege. The heartless corporation NutroCorp ensures that the public only gets the bare minimum of vitamins every day, leading many of the underclass to illegally download food through matter replicators. These downloads - known as ‘Hunger Crimes’ - are punishable by brianwipe and relocation, the sentences carried out by members of the Food Protection Agency, also known as ‘the Pizza Police.’
The story begins when Luco (Van Damme) and Ryot (Lundgren) are caught in the middle of a food bust on some illegal downloaders; Luco meets a gorgeous young woman (Barbeau) and breaks the law by letting her escape, causing friction between her and Ryot. The drama builds as Luco and Ryot end up fighting their own company after they discover a terrible secret, and the climax of the film is marked by a bloody gun battle in the middle of the NutroCorp food factory floor. A rare gem, Pizza Force will round out any die-hard action fan’s video library.
To celebrate the end of the year and the fact that I recently reached my next hundred followers. Reblog if you post a lot of any of the following and I’ll check out your blog and maybe follow you (follow-backs are appreciated but not required):
Rick Riordan books
crime shows including Sherlock, Castle, the Mentalist, Rizzoli and Isles, Major Crimes, Psych
A.L.I.E + S3 Outline Theory before the premiere airs.
So, before this season kicks off, I thought I would try to write a theory about A.L.I.E only using what we see in the trailers and from past seasons. Even if this doesn’t happen in the show, I think that this would be a cool canon divergence of what season 3 could have been. I will also talk about how EVERYTHING storyline ties together. Here are the headers for the theory that is in the ‘Keep Reading’ section:
Who is A.L.I.E? What is
her possible role in the nuclear apocalypse and what has her reasoning?
How is A.L.I.E out of
the mansion? What does she want with the nuclear bomb?
Human Trials –
Psychological and Brain Chemical control
Season 3 Escalation:
Grounders vs. Skaikru
Skaikru aligning A.L.I.E’s Agenda for the Human Race + Pike’s importance (discuss critic’s ‘bashing’)
Since my dash always seems to be overrun by posts from the same few fandoms, I’m looking to even it out a little. Reblog this post if you post primarily about at least one of the following and I’ll check your blog out and maybe follow you (a follow back would be appreciated):
A time will come when you will have a realization. You will realize on a deep gut level that no matter how kind you are, how successful you are, how powerful you become, how compassionate and generous you are that in the long run, in the big scheme of things you will matter very little. There will still be hunger, cruelty, crime, hatred, bigotry and poverty in the world.
Now, the important thing is what will you do with this realization?
Just something random I’ve been thinking about: Has anybody ever thought about the main three kids in District Twelve and how they turned out in comparison to how their relation with their mothers was?
Mother 1: Abusive bigot of a bitch who’s abusive. => Kid 1: A paragon of compassion and idealism without being impractical about it.
Mother 2: Went into neglectful catatonia that almost led to her kids starving to death. => Kid 2: Curmudgeon that ultimately shows compassion at the right time and becomes a symbol of freedom.
Mother 3: Despite everything, worked to provide for her kids and is shown as being quite loving to them. => Kid 3: I would like to order some possessive jerkassery with a side of war crimes.