A Dysfunctional Culture

This is something I want to point out about my old home country. Let’s all get rid of this epidemic.

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Culture is a difficult concept for most of us to understand and relate to.  Culture is deep inside us and does functions unnoticed for most of us. It is a set of underlying basic assumptions, values and concepts that functions similar to an operating system. All groups of people develop over time such a model of assumptions and values that have been proven to be effective in dealing with the internal (within the group) and external  environment. The culture is thus the basic underlying programming that has served the group well over time and allowed them to survive and prosper.

A culture is built up over many centuries and evolves only slow and is not easy to influence or adapt. There are many well documented so called culture shocks of groups that have been living in a stable environment which is suddenly disturbed by a sudden climatic change or a…

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To Show My Appreciation for Folk Music (Philippines)

I have this deep appreciation for filipino folklore and folk music. Most particularly from minority, indigenous cultures that have been preserved for centuries. When I was about seven, I learned at school about different ethnic groups in the Philippines. I recalled some of them from memory like the most obvious one, the Igorots from the Mountain Province up north of Luzon. Then I also knew about the Negritos or the Aetas, who were actually the first settlers of these parts of the islands. Well, as a native Cebuano, I can be counted in as just one of those many ethnic groups. Before we were colonised by Spain (and Mexico, to be specific), we were tribes of animists who weren’t really good to each other when we crossed each other’s paths (is this why we developed the art of killing – arnis?). We were once known as pintados “the painted ones” by the foreign invaders, because we had those ornamental tattoos around our bodies (that is, until of course we were colonised). But even through the late nineteenth century, we were still referred to as such by the native northerners (I might be mistaken here, but oh well) to make distinction of ourselves from all the other existing groups.

I could just be all wrong from what I just stated above, but I don’t care for accuracy at the moment. My love for those old folk stories has made me curious of our different cultures. From things I’ve learned then, I remember those stories about Bathala (the pagan supreme being) and the D’wata (before I knew that this was the supreme deity of the T’boli tribe). I thought before that D’wata (I hope I spelled this right, lazy), were referring to the sea nymphs from those variety of folk stories I read. D’wata, for the T’boli people I found out later, is the one god who lives not only in heaven but also around the earth – in nature. So of course, there are those spirits dwelling in those trees (even some of my relatives half-believe this) and in the waters, as well. I agree with that, for I know God’s  handprints are on these beautiful places where these people live (perhaps going there for vacation might be my next priority).

Being saturated so much with the post-modern urban chaos, I took to reading and watching the T’boli people perform their dances and their music ;I just find their culture beautiful. T’boli music reminded me of some Japanese folk music I once heard over in a CD. And I find it delightful that even some foreigners have taken interest in their music, too. Sadly, most of the young ones there have almost lost their own unique cultural practices to trade in a lot of what I find the globalisation rubbish from the outside. I don’t even remember anyone my age having even listened to this sort of music. They’d mostly go for American pop today (which is full of pig’s manure), and even try to dress and behave like the Westerners they think are richer than they are. I can’t blame them. When you have a government whose hands are often known for filth and devilry (yes, those possessed souls!), people would try to escape the bad reality (I am one of them, admittedly).

Still, if they all just reflect for a sec, they would have found in our own cultures, something like a diamond in a rough. Just hearing the music makes me hopeful at times. And I wish every filipino can just feel the same way about our indigenous cultures.

Ah, the nostalgia…

Reminiscing the Past: The Filipino Way

I was born in the 90s and vaguely remembered how life was a little simpler then. 1995 was a special year for me, even though I was only four. It was the happiest time for me, and I was such a child full of zest. That decade was, I believe, the last decade to be proud of being child-like. Nowadays, I see everywhere things that keep preying on the innocence of people. Farewell, to all of you children at heart, and I really hate to see you all go.

The Disturbing Realization About A Certain Filipino Product

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White skin lotions.

The first time I had put on some was when I was eight years old. And I think I did it for a few years until we just stopped purchasing it, because it was getting more and more expensive. All those years I had thought that this stuff was supposed to keep my skin healthy, oh you know, like how vaseline keeps my skin from getting dry in a very scorching Melbourne weather. Sun block was all I thought they served as. And even my parents, who aren’t racists themselves, had been duped by the subliminal messages such products represented. At that time, this was starting to get all the rage. I guess almost everyone I knew fell for it. Thinking this is a way to keep ‘good’ skin condition. Until I immigrated, I never had the realization how this impacts filipino society. I looked at a number who put on those sun tan lotions for the same reasons – or for benign purposes. Whichever they are, it’s still disturbing to say the least.

Then when I did find out about its ulterior intent, I felt guilty. This was social engineering at its ugliest. To think that these things are supposed to make me ‘look’ good because it makes my skin a little lighter in tone… just awful and sad. I guess my parents didn’t get that memo either when they saw the ‘white’ in that tag as they bought that darn thing. My sister and I had just contemplated over it when my friend and schoolmate in high school talked about it with me in my vocal lessons. She had a friend who had visited the Philippines and expressed her surprise on how many sell lotions to ‘whiten up’. It stirred up my mind to no end. My friend, thought that this was just some cultural trait among us. Or so I thought. Even so, she was surprised and puzzled about it. Yeah, even I, too feel this was shocking when she mentioned it. It was shocking even that I had not thought about it until only she said anything about it at all. Then after that, I just felt very embarrassed. Well, it isn’t something to be proud of, right? But sadly, this hasn’t made the rest of them back home realise it at all.

Oh filipinos, what is wrong with our smooth-looking brown pigment? It is even more ironic that the pale-skinned friends I had in high school wished that they had my skin. I wanted to tell them that they should be happy for what they got. It’s not helping our case here when you start to envy somebody else for what you don’t have. And those ugly tan lotions, too. Ugh. I had seen several who had in their bodies – and they don’t look very pleasant with them. It looked so unnatural on them. As unnatural as the ones I see in filipino media industry who obviously got their bodies ‘whitened’. Seriously? Are you not ashamed of this? There’s just so much innate racism in our culture, and it must stop. The colonial mentality we’ve had for centuries should not anymore continue today. It is not helping us grow in our own society.

Look here, I am not interested in putting anybody down. If you still use it for other reasons not mentioned here then that is your prerogative. But it remains that these products have very apparent reasons why they are even selling a lot in the Philippines. I remember when I was little how often I get told not to stay under the sun for too long. Reasons? Well, it’s because I’d get too dark. My yaya (nanny in my country) said this, though. Not my parents, even though my dad sometimes alludes beauty with the pale skin colour and the long caucasian nose. When I think about them now, I realise how much ignorance there has been in terms of our own problems. In our country, white meant many good things. It represents class and power. Mainly those. And they are the sole reasons why we find it highly attractive. Take for example this actress Rita Avila. Hehe, don’t ask me how I knew about her. The yayas I used to have would often watch dull and tepid filipino mainstream films on TV in the late 90s. The roles she took on could have been played by your average filipino female. But sadly, even when they showed some believable brown beauties, they get under the radar in the local media.

I don’t know if things have been changing, because I know that our independent scene is more liberating. There are films by someone renowned internationally such as Lav Diaz who is helping to change all that. And I know that there are others, too. But such bad cultural attitudes towards ourselves are still pervasive. I mean, I haven’t even seen any Lav Diaz films, admittedly. I only read about them and had only the trailers to tell me the hint about his signature works. So the average pinoy cannot even view them because they needed more and more market campaigning. Sheesh, like politics again. Nevertheless, hearing something like this is giving me some hope of a much better representation of us in our own media. And I also hope that some actors breaking through the media scene would be ones that aren’t anymore connected with the people in the industry itself. Because most of those with such connections are the well-off, biracial people. Again, I don’t want to demean anyone. All I am asking is fair and honest representation of us on screen and everywhere in the billboards. When will we get to see more down-to-earth beauties like Charo Ronquillo?

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I hope that I won’t get misinterpreted here. I still admire the beauty of Rita Avila (especially when she was still younger), and there are some who I admit are really a stand-out for me like Megan Young who won the Miss World this year. But let’s just be honest with ourselves, because I believe we are still beautiful as a people even without being lighter in skin tone or without that caucasian nose.

Get the message?

Earthquake & Aftershocks: Cebu and Bohol

I am very worried about the situation over there. Most of my relatives live in Cebu, and from the snippets of clips showing the places, it is truly disheartening. My family has been praying over for the people’s saftey there. But I saw so much damage that it has been distracting me from my studies. Hehe. I make a lot of poor excuses just so I don’t have to deal with my own problems.

It is really frustrating that after a series of floods, landslides, typhoons, fires and earthquakes, the government has not done much to prevent the disasters from killing many people and training citizens for evacuation measures, such as fixing the infrastructure and saving more trees to avoid deadly soil erosions.

Nevertheless, I’ve got to snap out of it before I make myself and the rest of my family get really cranky with me.

(…Darn, I just can’t make a post more colourful than this! Hopefully, with more free time and such I will make it more entertaining.)