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The Adventures of a Rookie Real Estate Broker - Chapter I "Chemotherapy"

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Maaga akong bumangon at sa aking paggising ay medyo kinakabahan. Luluwas na naman ako pa-Maynila at sasabak sa tinatawag ng marami na "rat race". Mula dito sa kabukiran ay tila nag-iba ang anyo at kasuotan ng mga tao. Paglapag ko pa lamang sa Alabang South Station, iba na nga ang mundo at medyo pakiramdam ko ay tumatanda na ako. Ganun pala pag ika'y namundok o namukid.
Nariyan ang mga estudyanteng magkakaibigan, ang inang naghahatid sa kanyang anak, ang bagong mga graduate na may hawak-hawak na brown envelope, ang mga nag-aapply, ang mga nagbibisi-bisihan na istambay, ang mga turista, ang mga yuppie na may matutulis na itim na sapatos, ang mga mag-nobyang nakaakbay - at nariyan si manong.  

"Chemotherapy"
Tila hindi ko malaman kung paano, magre-react kay Manong. Sa isang panig ay lumalabas ang aking pagka-praktikal na tao. Sa isip-isip ko, "Anong gimik nanaman ito? Kahit siguro isang libong biyahe pa Lawton, pa Alabang o pa-Baguio ay hindi siya makakalikom…

Fujihama CG411 Brush-Cutter Review

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Most developers, farmers and Philippine landowners have this constant maintenance concern in mind - weed trimming. These perennially growing nuisance as far as my experience can count, only has three uses that I know of - food for animals, compost and it keeps the soil from eroding. Yes we need them, but we want them to be neat and trimmed just a few centimeters above the ground.


Now, if you are on a tight budget, it's easy to be attracted to cheap China made brush-cutters that one can buy from these surplus shops which sell imported "pre-loved" or "pre-owned" tools. 

As the saying goes, caveat emptor or "buyer beware". That good deal might come along with a box of Biogesic.




I have been cutting the grass in our farm for the better (or worse) part of 4 years. I've had two shoulder slung grass cutters. My first one is a Kawasaki-TH43, a true workhorse, but old and outdated nevertheless.

At that time, the Barangay keeps on borrowing it and I had to b…

Sa Dalampasigan...

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Noong ang araw ay bata pa, pagbangon sa umaga'y ang halik ng hangin ang bumabadya sa aking gunitain. Sisikat ang araw sa may Silangan at ako'y mag-uunat at maghahandang pumalaot sa dagat.

Nariyan ang agahan.

Simpleng kanin, simpleng ulam.

Ngunit walang pag-agam agam at ang bukas at kahapo'y nakabalot lamang sa ngayon.

Nariyan ang mga bata, at sa barong barong ko'y may tamis ang bintana.

Lalakad ako sa mga buhanging maputi at ang kalikasa'y humuhuni at umaawit. Ang mga bulong ng alon ay bakas sa aking isipan habang hinahanda ang aking mga kagamitan.

Sa aking pagkilos ako'y napatigil.

Tumingin sa dagat, sa malayong kawalan na walang hanggan.

Batid ko ang tubig na dumadampi sa aking mga paa. Tumambad at sinilayan ang bakas ng tubig dagat. At sa aking tuwa, ako'y napaluha sambit sa hangin:

Panginoon, ang Inyong lingkod ay nagagalak at nagpapasalamat. Sapagkat kaloob niyo po ang lahat ng ito ng walang singil at walang kapalit.

At ang hangi'y lumipas sa aking…

I Am a Slave

I just had a horrible epiphany: I am a slave.

I am a slave in this system they created. It is an unnatural system. To them,  I am an account number, a serial number meant to be bilked and squeezed dry by the powers that be. From my birth, I am tagged, categorized and prepared like young livestock to be grown, to be bilked and then to be slaughtered.

As a young child, and while I studied, the system bilked my parents for everything they can squeeze. From the tuition, to the school uniforms, to the food that I ate in the carinderia to every single value they can squeeze from me, they had squeezed from my mama and papa.

A number...
Now, as a grown man, they have my phone number, my address, my picture, my family, my email, my dreams and they know my desires. They would try to sell whatever thing they can try to sell. They would appeal to all of my emotions to get me to want, what they want me to want. When they know that life has taken a rough turn, they would use these emotions, especial…

Godlessness

An interesting article came up on rappler that provoked me to write a bit to help me organize my own thoughts. The article was entitled, "On being godless and good: Irreligious Pinoys speak out". It takes a healthy mix of urbanism, development, education and open-mindedness in a society for such a movement to come out, especially here in erstwhile conservative and onion skinned Philippines. For that, I must tip my hat out of respect to the brave gents and ladies of the Philippine Atheist and Agnostic Society.

That doesn't necessarily mean that I agree with them.

Their battle cry,

"'God is not necessary to be a good human,
is a highly complex moral and philosophical quandary. I for one, would like to get to the bottom of its validity.

To ascertain the claim's truthfulness, we must, first of all, try to define what is a "good human".

As an aside, I have still to meet a person who claims to be "evil". I've met murderers and thieves…

The Trapos Have Evolved

On my facebook feed, I often see people complain about populist leaders like politically besieged Vice President Jejomar Binay. Strategically, it really doesn't matter now. Under constant political fire and with the latest salvo being the draft report endorsed by ten senators, Binay's suspected presidential bid this coming elections has already been sunk before it was even launched.

They're just driving the nail in the coffin.

How to Clone Binays
Elitism, token charitable works, snobbery and middle class apathy towards the poor.


source: tradingeconomics.com
The Philippines has seen a marked rise in its economic fundamentals since the early 2000's, but I'll leave that to the economists to discern. (Side note to Marcos Loyalists and their pronunciations about how the Philippine economy was "better" during the Martial law eras, take note of the GDP from 1972-1981. Subjective definition of 'better' and GDP as subjective and insufficient indicators, notw…