Whether or not Noah’s Arc is a fact or a fiction and whether or not I am one of the organisms who deserve to be rescued and be given a chance to procreate in hope of producing a good lineage, the people who resided in Manila and the nearby provinces sure needed its sudden existence — as sudden as how the tropical storm Ondoy took around 300 lives and as how it rendered the urban a sea of mud and debris.
Who would have thought that the typhoon PAGASA said was relatively weak and would possibly not call forth any suspension of classes would be this catastrophic? How brilliant is that? It’s not as if they get any forecast correct in the first place, but if these estimates (I know this isn’t the best word to use since this is synonymous to an approximate guess, but for the lack of a better word, allow me to) will still irksomely persist, then might as well they change their acronym first to something discouraging and then quit as an official agency of the Philippine government.
Because of a two and a half hour-long Math long test involving Trigonometry which I more or less messed up, I was left stranded in the campus for almost twenty-four hours, along with other people who still couldn’t believe that time that going home is not among the things we must do, or at least, can do. I am not complaining. That is an odd thing to do, especially when you continually see footages of vehicles stranded (or being moved around by the tempestuous flood) on the main roads and of people getting displaced from the comfort of their own homes.
Though Jacque Bermejo has finally released her official statement, her or rather, her hacker’s Facebook status, is nonetheless partially true. We all sinners, yes, but if there are people who actually deserve what happened (provided they experienced it and not because they are overseas making the most out of their remaining term begging for dough), it would be those government officials who are apparently not coming down from their ivory seat of apathy and indifference. Not all, I know, but how I wish those who are running in the next election would let us have a wee look at what we can expect from them eight months from now. Now that I think about it, eight months isn’t too long when you face it with optimism and the desire for change.
Well, who am I to talk? I admit that I still don’t know what to do with this school-free week right under my nose. Helping your fellow Filipinos is particularly hard when your parents belong to the part of the society who complain and clamor for change but are doing nothing to alleviate the situation. Maybe I should first start being an activist at home.
Props to GMA and ABS-CBN for the way they handled this calamity. For a moment, I forgot that their evening news have commercials in between, that their World News portion would rather feature a chicken with extra appendages than North Korea’s nuclear weapon and that their Showbiz News is needlessly hyped.