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Sa tanang mga gwapa nga bisdak…daghan kaayong SALAMAT sa pag welcome ninyo naku dri sa inyong planeta, gikalipay ko gyud ug daku nga inyo kong gidawat dri. Kaninyong tanan, daghang salamat! Mabuhay ang mga Bisdak!

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PINOYS AND PINAYS

Meron akong gustong ibahagi para sa ating lahat na mga PILIPINO.
Simple pero parang mahirap gawin ng karamihan sa atin.
Hindi ito makukuha sa puro daldalan lang or
walang kabuluhang pagtatalo,kumilos tayo ngayon na.

Sa ibang bansa: Pag nagkasala ang Pinoy,
pinarusahan siya ayon sa batas.

Sa PINAS: Pag nagkasala ang ang Pinoy,ayaw niyang maparusahan kasi sabi
niya mali raw ang batas.

Sa ibang bansa: Pinag-aaralan muna ng Pinoy ang mga batas
bago siya pumunta roon, kasi takot siyang magkamali.

Sa PINAS: Pag nagkamali ang Pinoy, sorry kasi
hindi raw niya alam na labag sa batas iyon.

Sa ibang bansa: Kahit gaano kataas ang bilihin at tax sa USA okey lang,
katuwiran natin doble kayod na lang.

Sa PINAS: mahilig ka sa last day para magbayad ng tax
minsan dinadaya mo pa o kaya hindi ka nagbabayad.

Rally ka kaagad kapag tumaas ang pasahe at
bilihin imbes na magsipag mas gusto natin ang
nagkukwentuhan lang sa munisipyo o kahit sa alin
mang tanggapan.

Sa Singapore: Kapag nahuli kang nagkalat or
nagtapon ng basura sa hindi tamang lugar,
magbabayad ka na 500 Singapore dollars.
Sabi ng Pinoy, okey lang kasi lumabag ako sa batas.

Sa Pinas: Kapag nagkamali ang Pinoy katulad nang
ganito, Sabi ng Pinoy,ang lupit naman ni Bayani
Fernando, mali naman ang pinaiiral niyang batas eh
akala mo kung sino. Ayun nag-rally na ang Pinoy
gustong patalsikin si Bayani Fernando kahit na
alam niyang mali siya.

Mga kaibigan, ilan pa lang iyan baka may iba pa kayong alam.

Bakit ang PINOY, pwedeng maging “law abiding
citizen sa ibang bansa ng walang angal” pero sa
sarili nating bayang PILIPINAS na sinasabi
ninyong mahal natin, eh hindi natin magawa, BAKIIITTTTT?????????

ETO PA, “Ang Pilipino NOON at NGAYON”:

NOON: Wow ang sarap ng kamote (kahit nakaka-utot)
NGAYON: Ayaw ko ng kamote gusto ko French Fries (imported eh)

NOON: Wow ang sarap ng kapeng barako
NGAYON: Ayaw ko niyan gusto kong kape sa
STARBUCKS (imported coffee 100 pesos per cup)

NOON: Bili ka ng tela para magpatahi ng pantalon like maong
NGAYON: Gusto ko LEVI’S, WRANGLER, LEE
(Tapos rally tayo “GMA tuta ng KANO”) Di ba tuta ka rin naman.

NOON: Sabon na Perla OK ng pampaligo
NGAYON: Gusto mo DOVE, HENO DE PRAVIA,IVORY, etc. may matching shampoo pa.

NOON: Pag naglaba ka batya at palopalo ok na,minsan banlaw lang sa
batis pwede na.
NGAYON: Naka-washing machine ka na plus
ARIEL powder soap with matching DOWNY pa para mabango.

Alam ko mas marami pa ang alam ninyo tungkol dito, pero ilan ilan
iyan para bigyan ng pansin.

Mga Pilipino nga ba tayo? O baka sa salita lang at E-Mail pero wala naman sa gawa.

My Fellow Filipinos,

When I was small, the Philippine peso was P7 to the $dollar.

The president was Diosdado Macapagal.

Life was simple. Life was easy. My father was a farmer.
My mother kept a small sari-sari store where our neighbors
bought sang-perang asin, sang-perang bagoong, sang-perang
suka, sang-perang toyo at pahinging isang butil na bawang.

Our backyard had kamatis, kalabasa, talong,ampalaya, upo,
batao, and okra.Our silong had chicken. We had a pig, dog
& cat.And of course, we lived on the farm.

During rainy season, my father caught frogs at night which my mother
made into batute (stuffed frog), or just plain fried.
During the day, he caught hito and dalag from his rice
paddies, which he would usually inihaw.

During dry season, we relied on the chickens,vegetables,
bangus, tuyo, and tinapa. Every now and then, there was pork,
and beef from the town market.

Life was so peaceful, so quiet, no electricity, no TV.
Just the radio for Tia Dely, Roman Rapido,Tawag ng Tanghalan
and Tang-tarang-tang. And who can forget Leila Benitez on
Darigold Jamboree?>

On weekends, I played with my neighbors
(who were all my cousins).Tumbang-preso, taguan, piko, luksong
lubid, patintero, at iba pa. I don’t know about you,
but I miss those days.

These days, we face the TV, Internet, e-mail,newspaper,
magazine,grocery catalog, or drive around

The peso is a staggering and incredible P54 to the $dollar.

Most people can’t have fun anymore. Life has become a battle.

We live to work. Work to live. Life is not easy.

I was in Saudi Arabia in 1983. It was lonely,difficult, & scary.

It didn’t matter if you were a man or a woman.

You were a target for rape. The salary was cheap & the vacation
far between. If the boss didn’t want you to go on holiday, you
didn’t.

They had your passport. Oh,and the agency charged you almost
4 months of your salary (which, if you had to borrow on a “20% per
month arrangement” meant your first year’s pay was all gone before
you even earned it).

The Philippines used to be one of the most
important countries in Asia.

Before & during my college days, many students from neighboring
Asian countries like Malaysia, Indonesia,Japan and China went to

the Philippines to get their diplomas. Until 1972,like Pres. Macapagal,
President Marcos was one of the most admired presidents of the world.

The Peso had kept its value of P7 to the $dollar until I finished college.

Today, the Philippines is famous as the “housemaid” capital of the world.

It ranks very high as the “cheapest labor” capital of the world,too.

We have maids in Hong Kong, laborers in Saudi Arabia, dancers in Japan,
migrants and TNTs in Australia and the US, and all sorts of other
“tricky” jobs in other parts of the globe.

Quo Vadis, Pinoy? Is that a wonder or a worry?

Are you proud to be a Filipino,or does it even matter anymore?

When you see the Filipino flag and hear the Pambansang Awit,
do you feel a sense of pride or a sense of defeat & uncertainty?

If only things could change for the better…….
Hang on for this is a job for Superman. Or whom do you call?
Ghostbusters.Joke. Right?

This is one of our problems. We say “I love the Philippines. I am
proud to be a Filipino.”

When I send you a joke, you send it to everyone in your address
book even if it kills the Internet.

But when I send you a note on how to save our country & ask you to
forward it, what do you do?
You chuck it in the bin.

I want to help the maids in Hong Kong.
I want to help the laborers in Saudi Arabia.
I want to help the dancers in Japan.
I want to help the TNTs in America and Australia.

I want to save the people of the Philippines. But I cannot do it alone.
I need your help and everyone else’s.
So please forward this e-mail to your friends.

If you say you love the Philippines, prove it.
And if you don’t agree with me,
say something anyway.

Indifference is a crime on its own.