Monday, November 25, 2024

HOW IT WAS.

Compiled from my previous Facebook posts. 


Hot Pandesal. “Pandesal” is a staple bread roll in the Philippines commonly eaten for breakfast. Made of flour, yeast, sugar, oil, and salt. Steaming “hot pandesal” is usually eaten with coconut jam, homemade butter, evaporated milk, or Reno liver spread. There was a time when hot pandesal was so hot that all stores in the neighborhood had those huge ovens or baking equipment in full view of the customers, while they waited for their order. 🍞πŸ₯–πŸž




Kapeng Barako. Best coffee ever in my youth, grown particularly in the provinces of Batangas and Cavite in the Philippines. “Barako “ in the languages of the Philippines means "stud,” and is associated with the image of masculinity. Barako has a strong flavor and fragrance reminiscent of aniseed. There were other instant coffee brands that were available then but the “kapeng barako” was preferred. Some sort of special coffee that made a dude feel macho. ☕πŸ‡΅πŸ‡­☕


A miniskirt is a skirt with its hemline well above the knees, generally at mid-thigh level, normally no longer than 4 inches below the buttocks; and a dress with such a hemline is called a minidress or a miniskirt dress. A mini was considered a “most revealing” women’s clothing then, when I was a little boy. Sexy. Imaginations get steamy upon seeing women on miniskirt. These days? What mini, LOL! Butt cracks show and thongs offer zero to the imagination. πŸ‘šπŸ‘™πŸ‘š


Childhood fights. We’d prance and do butterfly footwork, Ali style. Stared menacingly like John Wicks. Hecklers would yell: “Touch his ears!” Some 15 minutes would be consumed by circling around, threatening to throw a jab, and stuff. The actual fight actually would happen in a mere 5 seconds. Then the “vanquished” would run to mom, weeping. The “victorious,” hoisted a-la Manny Pacquiao. But then we engaged face to face and never unfriended. 🀼‍♂️πŸ˜‚πŸ€Ό‍♂️


Washing laundry on the river or community water pump or “poso.” Of course, in those days the river was still pristine, clear and clean. My recollection is not very vivid though. What my memory brings are mostly the communal wash activity at the “poso” area. As a natural rule, villagers gathered on a weekend to do laundry, not on weekdays, which were devoted to fetching of water for household use. Barrio-level collective fun was alive then. πŸ’¦πŸ‘‹πŸ’¦




Lo waist pants. Today’s low riders? My dad was into this “fashion fad,” which was popularized by the 1956 Filipino movie “Lo’ Waist Gang,” starring the late Fernando Poe Jr. as defender of the poor. The movie also had Berting Labra, Zaldy Zshornack, Corazon Rivas, and Boy Sta. Romana. A sequel was 1960’s “Lo' Waist Gang Joins the Army,” with comedian Chiquito. I enjoyed those movies as a boy and was endlessly amused with dad’s crazy pants. πŸ‘–πŸ“½πŸ‘–


“Bomba” was a Filipino film genre, characterized by its gratuitous use of sex scenes. Soft porn? Most popular in the late 1960s, “bomba” was a focal point of cultural debates around sexuality in Catholic Philippines. I was still a little boy in those years. I was a “late-bloomer” in terms of real-experience sex though I “knew” sex stuff in my mind by reading Anais Nin’s books and Xaviera Hollander’s “Letters to the Happy Hooker,” LOL! πŸ˜±πŸ‡΅πŸ‡­πŸŽ₯


Cold snacks when I was a boy. Anything cold: “Dirty” ice cream, snow cones, softdrinks, ice candy. Ice “buko” is a coconut popsicle with “pinipig” on top of it. Pinipig is immature grains of glutinous rice pounded until flat then toasted. Pinipig is also mixed with the summer hit, “halo halo” cocktail and in some rice cakes. Reason why I am not a huge fan of burgers, fries, and cakes? I didn’t grow up on those. Mine were less expensive yet more healthy. 🍨🍧🍦


Ma Mon Luk was a popular restaurant in Manila, creator of “mami” or noodle soup and “siopao,” a steamed bun. Huge dinner treat then. Ma Mon Luk is also the name of the Chinese immigrant who owned the restaurant. He was born in 1896 in Guangdong. In 1918, Ma left for the Philippines to seek his fortune in order to win the hand of his sweetheart, Ng Shih, whose parents disapproved of him because of his poverty. I miss Ma’s mami siopao! 🍡🍜🍡


Alcoholic drinks in the Philippines when I was a boy. Shoktong elixir or herbal tonic. Drunks had them because it was cheap and you can buy a shot in the corner store. The next “affordable” intoxication was “bilog” or Ginebra Gin. Or the locally home-brewed “lambanog” palm liquor. In the far North, “tapuy” or rice wine was it. In the far Southern islands, popular was “tuba” derived from coconut sap. Beer or San Miguel Beer was a luxury drink. πŸΊπŸ§‰πŸ₯‚

Thursday, November 21, 2024

Compilation of short MORNING THOUGHTS.

Previously posted on my Facebook Page.


There has been a lot of Christianity shaming and religion bashing going on these days. Anything that is disliked—politics, fashion, music, movies, books, and donuts—are linked to Faith. Pop culture cool? Yet religion is an expression of a people’s culture than a belief in a supernatural entity. As a young man, I diligently went to Church because it is a cultural fact and family respect. Not because Jesus Christ will reward me with a new Alice Cooper LP afterwards.✝️☯️☮️




People trash Columbus Day. Diss Thanksgiving Day. Shame on Christmas. Etc etcetera. To speak our mind in displeasure and pleasure is primal. Social media is a venue to express ourselves. But self-expression or freedom of speech has gone overboard. Ridiculous, immature. If we don’t conform with observance of a holiday, say it as a grown up. Quit the juvenile silliness. Maybe I am too pure? I grew up protesting stuff but not so “good” at sidestreet mischief. That’s all. πŸ—£πŸ‘₯πŸ«‚


New York Mayor Eric Adams says the recent arrivals of more than 17,000 asylum seekers from Central/South America are straining the city’s resources. Isn’t that a no brainer? This record number of migrant arrivals has been going on since last year. Reason why the problem isn’t fixed? New York Times: “Adams calls crisis 'manufactured' by Republicans.” Politics, politics. The GOP wants the Wall reinforced to let migrants in? It doesn't make sense. 🚢‍♂️πŸƒ‍♀️πŸƒ


I am sure you also experienced this many times. A store cashier double-checks if your $20 or $50 (or $100) is fake. That is rude, and yes, I understand that you and I can't really tell a bogus currency from the real deal—but still it is kinda offensive that a commercial outlet staff does that “policy.” Is there a way to counter-check money not in front of you? I mean, it even makes it worse when the cashier looks at your $20 because it so happens that you look like El Chapo. πŸ˜’πŸ’ΈπŸ˜œ


Social media “influencing” is similar to how neighborhood whisper evolves into a community buzz of yore. I read stuff about singer/rapper Lizzo playing the flute. I didn’t really care to dig up what’s the big deal. Of course, Melissa Viviane Jefferson is African American. And that’d be the story. By the way, Bobbi Humphrey also plays the flute. And Jimi Hendrix is Black. πŸ—£πŸ‘₯πŸ«‚




This time, a deadly mass stabbing (in a Las Vegas casino). Too much rage. Time and again, I have posted that the unbelievable violence in America has gone beyond the cultural fascination (sic!) with guns. Mental disorder has gone amazingly widespread and conveniently fueled by internet-tossed darkness. Grownup niceness isn’t a fact in social media so it all comes down to you and me on primal/common sense. We know how not to push anger to hatred. Do we?☮️☮️☮️


Commercial ads on my Facebook page, similar to spam emails on my Yahoo inbox are alright with me. No reason to get irritated. I just ignored it. What annoys me are the political memes, “studies,” or blatant shaming trash that are fed by FB groups in here. They are tossed via “Suggested for you" come-ons. If indeed social media needs self-regulation/discipline? These are the nonsense that FB has to police its own per “Community Standards” rules. πŸ—£πŸ‘₯πŸ«‚


Lots to be concerned with about the young other than what their political/partisanship flag would be. A week ago, I mentioned about 10 psychiatric drugs prescribed to 1 teenager. Pills are all over. 1 in 5 teens has abused prescription medications, says C.D.C. Modest number. Illegal drugs are pushed so “conveniently” with help from the internet. News: “Colored fentanyl pills in candy packaging.” They’d be sold like gummies, donuts, or smoothies. Who’d know? πŸ’ŠπŸ₯ΉπŸ’Š


Lab-grown meat isn't artificial meat. It's real animal flesh. It just happens to grow in a lab, not on a factory farm. Scientists try to ensure that lab-created muscle tissue mimics the exact texture of traditionally-grown meat. This food meat concept spawned from a non-GMO mindset. Cultured meat etcetera. As for me, it’s no brainer. When stuff is “grown” in a laboratory, chemicals are involved. Anyhow, I simply eat what is called Food. Done. Pass the chicken feet, please! πŸ—πŸ₯©πŸ–


News: “Virginia students walk out after governor’s reversal.” You know they are told to do so. Theatrics is not activism. My most virulent years of activism was when my kids were in grade school. But I never enjoined or convinced them to hold a placard in a rally or lectured them about what’s going on with the government. Let them be kids. Parenting: Guide children so they’d judge life and living with open minds as they evolve. Not to indoctrinate them about our politics. πŸ‘§πŸ‘€πŸ§’

Wednesday, November 6, 2024

Compilation of short MORNING THOUGHTS.

Previously posted on my Facebook Page.


Is it because of relative physical immobility or non-community activity? It seems my hyper life has been translated into my (night) dreams. Very active. Last night, I was arguing with an event organizer because I wasn’t allowed to deliver a speech as a political candidate because I contributed only $2,000 to the party. It was a full story, LOL! My dreams. Always! When I wake these days from a long dream, I feel so tired—like I was really there in “real life.” Crazy. 😴πŸ₯±πŸ˜΄




News. I read four mass shootings in the last four days. Continuous “fighting” in Ukraine. And resumption of partying outside Kyiv. Social media in Florida: Shaming frolic over hurricane info. News. Aaron Judge will get 62? Season 2 of “Lupin” and “Ramy” are now streaming. John Lennon sang: “And though the news was rather sad / Well, I just had to laugh.” I again see a photograph of Volodymyr Zelensky with puppy eyes, asking for more U.S. money. πŸ–±πŸ“°πŸ–±


News: “NFL sent warning to every team after Tom Brady broke two tablets on the sideline.” / “Bills OC Ken Dorsey may have destroyed a tablet during a tantrum.” Sure, these fits are not PG stuff, not part of the play. But I don’t think these are worthy of News either. Others definitely have done worse in the locker room after a title game loss. But do these shenanigans deserve media ink? Nope. But this is today’s journalism. The nonsensical sidelights are the News, over The News. πŸˆπŸ˜‘πŸ€


After the Tokyo Olympics gold in women’s weightlifting by Hidilyn Diaz and medal finishes by the boxers, sports per se in the Philippines seem doing fine. The Philippines won the 2022 pool team play held in Austria in June. Last month, the girls little league softball team reached the semifinals of the world series held in Greenville NC. E.J. Obiena is now ranked world #3 in pole vault. And Alex Eala just won the girls/juniors U.S. Open tennis title. Mabuhay kayo! 

       There are other events where Filipinos recently excelled that I fail to mention. To think that I was so disappointed with the performance of the men’s basketball team in FIBA last year. The worst national team that the Philippines ever assembled, I think. These honors outshine the renouncement of Filipino citizenship of golfer Yuka Saso (Japan) and chess champ Wesley So (U.S.) amidst their global successes. πŸ‡΅πŸ‡­πŸ‡΅πŸ‡­πŸ‡΅πŸ‡­


North Dakota health officials were prompted to issue a warning about potential rabies exposure after a woman brought her pet raccoon to a bar to share her PBR. Displeased? Calm down. Overplayed animal love. Affection for dogs and cats isn’t enough? Leave other animals undisturbed in their natural habitat, please. All the drama of not killing the copperhead when threatened! Some insist a rattlesnake bite is not poisonous. Go ahead, get bitten! Then tell me. 🐺🐍🐝




The big news in the NBA these days aren’t about star player swaps or all those gargantuan $ contracts. What hug the headlines is the “sideline” drama. Here comes Boston Celtics coach Ime Udoka’s shenanigan. Inappropriate (sexual) relations. Oh well. How a supposedly promising career got ruined by indiscretion or flawed decisions. How many multimillion$ salaried sports stars got outed due to bad judgment? Drugs, wife-beating, bar brawls. Etc etcetera. πŸ‘ŽπŸ«΅πŸ‘Ž


California has legalized human composting, a “gentle transformation of a human body into soil.” Recompose places each body into a stainless steel vessel along with wood chips, alfalfa, and straw. Oxygen is pumped in to increase thermophilic, or heat-loving, microbial activity. Microbes that naturally occur on the plant material and on and in our bodies power the transformation into soil. Take note “Soylent Green,” a 1973 movie, supposedly happened in 2022. Uh huh. 🀨😏😟


News: “Video shows passenger punches flight attendant on Mexico-to-L.A. flight.” Where’s humanity’s common sense these days? Were we always this obnoxious, rowdy, and stupid? Did too much freedom of "speech" and obsession with democracy nurture our dark sides instead of calmly savoring privileges? Homepage: The dissing of Christianity is drunken idiocy level; shaming of people goes beyond common decency and self-restraint. Alexa, play Bee Gees, please? πŸ—£πŸ‘₯πŸ«‚


Racism simply hits you. Many times, the giver doesn't know it is racist until the receiver feels offended. Many times, it is situational. I could probably write down a list of racist retorts or racist acts, but I know as well that these cut across cultural lines—so it’s all relative. We are a diverse world. What is sure for me is I don’t want anyone, whatever skin color or racial perch you’d be, to tell me what is racist and what isn’t. When I feel it, I do. So let me decide on that myself. ☮️☮️☮️


Wanna be shamed in a meme on social media? Wear a MAGA cap downtown! “Make America Great Again!” or any other nationalistic slogan is a political pitch, of course. Yet it's cool to prance around with a Che Guevara shirt. That is a political/ideological declaration. Is it? Or simply a fashion statement? Should I say I have both MAGA and Che per my personal collection of pop culture thingies? Mao shirt, Republican chess set, and stuff. You may unfriend me now, LOL! 🧒🎽πŸ€ͺ