MGA DAPAT TANDAAN SA POLICE CHECKPOINTS
1. Maliwanag dapat ang checkpoint at naka-uniporme ang nagbabantay na personnel.2. Kapag pinalapit sa checkpoint, bagalan ang takbo ng sasakyan, patayin ang headlights at buksan ang cabin lights. Huwag lumabas ng sasakyan. 3. I-lock ang mga pinto. Visual search lang ang pwedeng gawin ng mga pulis. 4. Huwag pumayag sa body search. 5. Hindi ka obligadong buksan ang iyong glove compartment, trunk o bag.6. Kung magtatanong ng routine questions ang mga pulis, sumagot nang magalang. 7. Panindigan ang iyong mga karapatan at huwag mag-panic. 8. Tiyaking madali mong makukuha ang iyong driver's license at mga papeles sa car registration.9. Laging ihanda ang cellphone.10. I-report agad kung nilabag ang iyong mga karapatan.
Miyerkules, Enero 16, 2013
Lunes, Hunyo 25, 2012
On Being a Woman
On Being a Woman
Part I: What does it mean to be a woman today?
To be a woman today is to be damaged, troubled, demented, deranged, fragmented, bipolar, schizoid, confused, insecure. Everyday you play in a constant tug-of-war of the past and the future, always adjusting to whatever it is the world requires. The world, so obviously aware of your power, tries to limit your existence, box you within the confines of their needs, afraid of the moment you become aware of your power and begin to wield it upon them.
To be a woman today is still very much what it’s like to be years ago. Perhaps even a decade ago, except for the ridiculous hairstyles, half-slips and unflattering oversized underwears. From the very moment you were conceived and bore the XY chromosomes, you future is pretty much sealed. Thanks to a cycle call history. You are a prey, and you would be, at least for the next few years. Your aging grandpa, your dad, your curious brother or troubled cousin, your houseboy. You are to live in pink and plenty of toys that conditions you on your future princess cum housewife status. These toys includes baby dolls that drink, milk and for hell’s sake, pee; Barbie dolls that are enough to make us green with their accessories; fairytale stories that could be blame for what is now a mental condition called Cinderella Syndrome. Your childhood is the beginning of the conditioning. To be a girl is already dangerous. To be a girl and a kid doubles it. You are powerless. You are prone to abuse.
Come adolescence and what you have is curiosity, and a good doze of raging hormones. This is where the trouble begins. Where to look at? Family. Peers. Media. What you will have by then is a mix and match of conflicting ideas just enough to drive you nuts. You begin to have issues with your body, depending on the preferences prescribed by your own culture, or the society. You have parents who teach you virtues from Sunday schools but do otherwise. You read about the 60’s, Western concept of women liberation and wonders if it’s not another propaganda to serve men themselves. You decided to embrace half of it, wear skirts and make-ups for empowerment, explore your sexuality but you are called slut by the same men you slept with, by the same people who taught you that sexual liberty is the way to do be free. You are Eve for the religious and the misogynist. Only they didn’t realize that the pain inflicted by other women to some men is in fact a repercussion of the system they perpetuate themselves. You are also Magdalene and the words they slur on you are bitch, slut, whore, the likes. But then again you read somewhere that Magdalene is Jesus’ wife. You realize that perhaps, Jesus would have been a better lover compared to ones you had.
You feel lost. You cry. Now they call you emotional. Never mind that these people seem to lack the urge to at least do they research to know that women’s tear gland is shallower than men. Then someone from your history class declared that women are incapable decision-makers because they are too emotional. You know better that there is no difference between what a man and a woman feels, only what is it that the society allows. You know women are more open with their emotions because they are allowed to do so while men tend to suppress it because it has been conditioned that showing emotions is a feminine quality, thus making it weak. You know that but you also know better now to keep your mouth shut. It’s scary to be considered a feminist. Since when did being one becomes so bad to a point of ridicule, you will never know, only that some so-called revolutionary groups denounce it saying it create divides. Maybe when the word equality was rendered, who knows. You understand. That, the Madonna complex, the fear of not having control over things they don’t have power with, and the fear that awareness might put them in a slanted position without anyone to fuck. You understand because you’re a woman and this time, it is scientifically proven. You are not expected to engage in public fights but to turn the anger inward because there’s a certain indention in your brain that makes you holistic and better in seeing the entirety of any situation. It doesn’t matter that your serotonin level is 56% lower than men making you more prone to depression. What matters is that it is better to own your anger than release it and be called cheap or “palengkera”, of which you will not to know what is so bad of, while men can stupidly pick fights and get away with it with pride. You accept that, thinking it must be the doing of your own physical limitations so you think of another way to release the anger but before you are able to execute it, you are told that it’s not plausible for a woman to sleep around. You are to know that the specific compartment of your brain that gets stimulated during sexual intercourse is the same one that produces your attachment hormones making every sexual act more emotional compared to men who, according to studies, can compartmentalize. You think it’s unfair and thinks that maybe they just want an excuse for their sowing-seed mentality. You wonder if science is another propaganda to instill fear, twisted like history itself which is mostly but a written memoir on who overpowered whom within a specific timeframe. Of course you also know that in relation to being animals, of which they always use as a valid reason, such mentality is a form of defense mechanism. That was anthrobiology speaking. You remember ant hierarchies.
So somewhere in the middle of your confusion, you get tired competing for men and fighting for something that generates nothing but mockery, sometimes even from members of your own specie. You forgive. You understand. It’s the system. Hate the game not the players, they say. You let go. You let go of the thought that maybe men do think that sex is an act of killing, that maybe breast-sucking is indeed a “missing-mom” syndrome. Or maybe, you had a serious Freudian damage. What you understand though is that your biological clock is ticking. You need to propagate. That is either anthrobiology speaking, or a lingering look from your mom that pressures you.
You try normalcy this time and buy the hype about marriage being the joyous moment of any woman’s life. After all, you like the small promise of security. Never mind that if ever you become a human punching bag, you still couldn’t get divorce. There’s annulment anyway, only it costs a leg and years of struggle, depending on your social status. You have kids, a pair of sagging breasts and bottoms. You have your maternity issues that can sometimes be the reason for work discrimination. You are till prone to abuse- verbal and physical. But you will understand because you are a woman, you have kids, and you understand that some men can’t handle the responsibilities the culture handed upon them. You justify his every action as a manifestation of anything that occurred in the past and damaged him in a way. You know because you are just like that, but you know better to realize and learn. So you let him displaced his anger, his frustrations on everything that they feel powerful over with, like you and the kids, than to have him commit suicide. You have kids to feed and a broken home means a lifetime of mockery for your kids.
You are lucky to grow old but your sexual libido has left you with a philandering hubby, suffering from post midlife crisis. You let it pass. It is your fault that you are a sexual dysfunction and your breasts are wrinkled like prunes. Do not be surprised if one day, the security you worked so hard to maintain will fall easily on the hands of a young girl the age of your granddaughter. But still, you will understand. This is the way of the world, and the system is smart enough to monopolize it. You will understand that to fight with each other, that to women-hate is what the system wants. You understand, not only because you’re a damaged, troubled, demented, deranged, fragmented, bipolar, schizoid, confused, insecure woman, but an experienced one. You always know better it seems.
Part II: What does it mean to be a ‘thinking’ woman today?
[Insert names here.]
Part III: What does it mean to be a ‘good’ woman today?
“Most men love oral sex. Some men even prefer a blow job to full sex. So as oral sex is such a big deal for the boys, we ought to know how to do it well.
Going down on, giving head, sucking off, mouth f***, there are plenty of ways to describe the act of oral sex, but they're all talking about the same thing - sexual pleasure, down there, using your mouth.
What is oral sex (blow job)?
To give the Latin name, fellatio, (aka blow job), is an oral sex act which involves stimulating the penis using the tongue, lips and mouth. Most men are fans of the blow job as it gives him intense sexual sensations and can bring him to orgasm.
How to give oral sex:
As a rule, oral sex should mimic the movements of full sex penetration and while it's called a blow job - there's no blowing involved! Don't make that rookie mistake!
Instead, blow like a pro and take his penis into your mouth, (with plenty of spit) and suck up and down his shaft mimicking the thrusting motion of penetration, taking care not to graze his 'friend' with your teeth. Remember when it comes to sucking him off, teeth are never welcome.
One thing men don’t like is mechanical oral sex, performed without passion. He wants to know that you're enjoying it as much as him, so vary your rhythm, speed and intensity. Try gently caressing his testicles and then try upping the pace for a few strokes. Take him to the edge then bring him back from the brink to get him revved up and eager for more.
Lick, suck and play with his erect penis using your tongue. Don't be shy to make eye contact too. To make sure you’re hitting the spot, watch and listen to his reactions. Ask him what he likes. All men are different and he'll be thrilled that you want to know exactly how to please him.
Giving good head isn't rocket science, but there are some top tips, tried and tested, that will help make your next blow job one to remember. Read on for the so feminine secrets on how to be a 'head' mistress. Oh yeah.”
Learn to give the best blowjobs. It does wonders.
-Brigida Batungbakal
Part I: What does it mean to be a woman today?
To be a woman today is to be damaged, troubled, demented, deranged, fragmented, bipolar, schizoid, confused, insecure. Everyday you play in a constant tug-of-war of the past and the future, always adjusting to whatever it is the world requires. The world, so obviously aware of your power, tries to limit your existence, box you within the confines of their needs, afraid of the moment you become aware of your power and begin to wield it upon them.
To be a woman today is still very much what it’s like to be years ago. Perhaps even a decade ago, except for the ridiculous hairstyles, half-slips and unflattering oversized underwears. From the very moment you were conceived and bore the XY chromosomes, you future is pretty much sealed. Thanks to a cycle call history. You are a prey, and you would be, at least for the next few years. Your aging grandpa, your dad, your curious brother or troubled cousin, your houseboy. You are to live in pink and plenty of toys that conditions you on your future princess cum housewife status. These toys includes baby dolls that drink, milk and for hell’s sake, pee; Barbie dolls that are enough to make us green with their accessories; fairytale stories that could be blame for what is now a mental condition called Cinderella Syndrome. Your childhood is the beginning of the conditioning. To be a girl is already dangerous. To be a girl and a kid doubles it. You are powerless. You are prone to abuse.
Come adolescence and what you have is curiosity, and a good doze of raging hormones. This is where the trouble begins. Where to look at? Family. Peers. Media. What you will have by then is a mix and match of conflicting ideas just enough to drive you nuts. You begin to have issues with your body, depending on the preferences prescribed by your own culture, or the society. You have parents who teach you virtues from Sunday schools but do otherwise. You read about the 60’s, Western concept of women liberation and wonders if it’s not another propaganda to serve men themselves. You decided to embrace half of it, wear skirts and make-ups for empowerment, explore your sexuality but you are called slut by the same men you slept with, by the same people who taught you that sexual liberty is the way to do be free. You are Eve for the religious and the misogynist. Only they didn’t realize that the pain inflicted by other women to some men is in fact a repercussion of the system they perpetuate themselves. You are also Magdalene and the words they slur on you are bitch, slut, whore, the likes. But then again you read somewhere that Magdalene is Jesus’ wife. You realize that perhaps, Jesus would have been a better lover compared to ones you had.
You feel lost. You cry. Now they call you emotional. Never mind that these people seem to lack the urge to at least do they research to know that women’s tear gland is shallower than men. Then someone from your history class declared that women are incapable decision-makers because they are too emotional. You know better that there is no difference between what a man and a woman feels, only what is it that the society allows. You know women are more open with their emotions because they are allowed to do so while men tend to suppress it because it has been conditioned that showing emotions is a feminine quality, thus making it weak. You know that but you also know better now to keep your mouth shut. It’s scary to be considered a feminist. Since when did being one becomes so bad to a point of ridicule, you will never know, only that some so-called revolutionary groups denounce it saying it create divides. Maybe when the word equality was rendered, who knows. You understand. That, the Madonna complex, the fear of not having control over things they don’t have power with, and the fear that awareness might put them in a slanted position without anyone to fuck. You understand because you’re a woman and this time, it is scientifically proven. You are not expected to engage in public fights but to turn the anger inward because there’s a certain indention in your brain that makes you holistic and better in seeing the entirety of any situation. It doesn’t matter that your serotonin level is 56% lower than men making you more prone to depression. What matters is that it is better to own your anger than release it and be called cheap or “palengkera”, of which you will not to know what is so bad of, while men can stupidly pick fights and get away with it with pride. You accept that, thinking it must be the doing of your own physical limitations so you think of another way to release the anger but before you are able to execute it, you are told that it’s not plausible for a woman to sleep around. You are to know that the specific compartment of your brain that gets stimulated during sexual intercourse is the same one that produces your attachment hormones making every sexual act more emotional compared to men who, according to studies, can compartmentalize. You think it’s unfair and thinks that maybe they just want an excuse for their sowing-seed mentality. You wonder if science is another propaganda to instill fear, twisted like history itself which is mostly but a written memoir on who overpowered whom within a specific timeframe. Of course you also know that in relation to being animals, of which they always use as a valid reason, such mentality is a form of defense mechanism. That was anthrobiology speaking. You remember ant hierarchies.
So somewhere in the middle of your confusion, you get tired competing for men and fighting for something that generates nothing but mockery, sometimes even from members of your own specie. You forgive. You understand. It’s the system. Hate the game not the players, they say. You let go. You let go of the thought that maybe men do think that sex is an act of killing, that maybe breast-sucking is indeed a “missing-mom” syndrome. Or maybe, you had a serious Freudian damage. What you understand though is that your biological clock is ticking. You need to propagate. That is either anthrobiology speaking, or a lingering look from your mom that pressures you.
You try normalcy this time and buy the hype about marriage being the joyous moment of any woman’s life. After all, you like the small promise of security. Never mind that if ever you become a human punching bag, you still couldn’t get divorce. There’s annulment anyway, only it costs a leg and years of struggle, depending on your social status. You have kids, a pair of sagging breasts and bottoms. You have your maternity issues that can sometimes be the reason for work discrimination. You are till prone to abuse- verbal and physical. But you will understand because you are a woman, you have kids, and you understand that some men can’t handle the responsibilities the culture handed upon them. You justify his every action as a manifestation of anything that occurred in the past and damaged him in a way. You know because you are just like that, but you know better to realize and learn. So you let him displaced his anger, his frustrations on everything that they feel powerful over with, like you and the kids, than to have him commit suicide. You have kids to feed and a broken home means a lifetime of mockery for your kids.
You are lucky to grow old but your sexual libido has left you with a philandering hubby, suffering from post midlife crisis. You let it pass. It is your fault that you are a sexual dysfunction and your breasts are wrinkled like prunes. Do not be surprised if one day, the security you worked so hard to maintain will fall easily on the hands of a young girl the age of your granddaughter. But still, you will understand. This is the way of the world, and the system is smart enough to monopolize it. You will understand that to fight with each other, that to women-hate is what the system wants. You understand, not only because you’re a damaged, troubled, demented, deranged, fragmented, bipolar, schizoid, confused, insecure woman, but an experienced one. You always know better it seems.
Part II: What does it mean to be a ‘thinking’ woman today?
[Insert names here.]
Part III: What does it mean to be a ‘good’ woman today?
“Most men love oral sex. Some men even prefer a blow job to full sex. So as oral sex is such a big deal for the boys, we ought to know how to do it well.
Going down on, giving head, sucking off, mouth f***, there are plenty of ways to describe the act of oral sex, but they're all talking about the same thing - sexual pleasure, down there, using your mouth.
What is oral sex (blow job)?
To give the Latin name, fellatio, (aka blow job), is an oral sex act which involves stimulating the penis using the tongue, lips and mouth. Most men are fans of the blow job as it gives him intense sexual sensations and can bring him to orgasm.
How to give oral sex:
As a rule, oral sex should mimic the movements of full sex penetration and while it's called a blow job - there's no blowing involved! Don't make that rookie mistake!
Instead, blow like a pro and take his penis into your mouth, (with plenty of spit) and suck up and down his shaft mimicking the thrusting motion of penetration, taking care not to graze his 'friend' with your teeth. Remember when it comes to sucking him off, teeth are never welcome.
One thing men don’t like is mechanical oral sex, performed without passion. He wants to know that you're enjoying it as much as him, so vary your rhythm, speed and intensity. Try gently caressing his testicles and then try upping the pace for a few strokes. Take him to the edge then bring him back from the brink to get him revved up and eager for more.
Lick, suck and play with his erect penis using your tongue. Don't be shy to make eye contact too. To make sure you’re hitting the spot, watch and listen to his reactions. Ask him what he likes. All men are different and he'll be thrilled that you want to know exactly how to please him.
Giving good head isn't rocket science, but there are some top tips, tried and tested, that will help make your next blow job one to remember. Read on for the so feminine secrets on how to be a 'head' mistress. Oh yeah.”
Learn to give the best blowjobs. It does wonders.
-Brigida Batungbakal
Sabado, Enero 14, 2012
R.I.P MY Friend...
11:30am or quarter to 12 maybe.May 11,2009. My head startstops and turning into spasm, I was waiting for her to get out of her eggshape box while walking to and fro without my head, and my heart is pumping like an oilpipe. I was called to help her out of the bloody womb of her motherhamper, immediately after that, finally shes sqealing like a pig towards death row, oh how Im happily sick when she got out, her feeling the reeking breath of this muddy world she into at the moment. For days all that she had to do is to turn her eyesinto light and darkness,smile, cry and drink dairy shit. A month later shes almost into laughing and hugging, telling her stupid stories and singing moronic anthem of lady gaga just to make her smile, in afew months later shes turning from side to side, on her five moons she became a superhero, and we call her SUPER ATRAS. Too much crawling backward, silly baby girl LOLZ. Time flies very well, shes a year old now and shes learning ahead of her time, mimicking every word and movements that happening, and me saying “NO”50 times or more per day, just to stop her from doing things that is not suited for her age, I think in time I should learn how to say “YES” to her maybe as she grows up. Im not expecting anything sort of a beautiful life for her, but hope more of a better and meaningful one for her, to have her own reason of living life and acceptance in her every scars and flaws. With her curly hair and almond eyes smiling before her lips open it. I cant wait for the time seeing her running,counting numbers, asking questions and waiting for my stupid answer, playing in the rain, writing letters for her crush and what hell shell gonna do when she grew up. Im gonna be waiting for more of her existence and coexistence. F rom now on I will be a father and a friend to her till I pull the plug, may the lordwhore have mercy on her, Thanks to all my friends who help me with her,being as a second parent. Oh god I miss her, my life and love, my ANARKIA.
Sabado, Agosto 27, 2011
Lunes, Agosto 22, 2011
MY HEAVEN
MY HEAVEN
- guerillacrust
Disobedience will not make me evil
I have my right to choose
I will take control of myself
I will create my own heaven
Your not the authority of life
Don't force me to pray for your god
I will take control of myself
I will create my own heaven
Fuck your God Fuck your Master
Fuck your Religion I will create my own heaven
- guerillacrust
Disobedience will not make me evil
I have my right to choose
I will take control of myself
I will create my own heaven
Your not the authority of life
Don't force me to pray for your god
I will take control of myself
I will create my own heaven
Fuck your God Fuck your Master
Fuck your Religion I will create my own heaven
5 practical tips to lessen fan/zine production cost: a primer to young zinesters
5 practical tips to lessen fan/zine production cost: a primer to young zinesters
Nothing is so extraordinary when I post late updates. Hehehe. Actually, I don’t think the term “update” fits in here. I hardly have the time to post everything that enters my mind. The 2-hour ride consumes too much of my time and long before I begin to write a single word, I often find myself longing for a deep slumber.
Now going back, we all know that production costs have always been a major issue among zinesters. In as far as I am concerned, this basically explains why many of these publications hardly see their fifth issue. Ephemeral, as Ma’am Raya would describe it. Knowing that these printed works hardly rely on sponsorships, one could just imagine the expenses that these zinesters have to endure. Nevertheless, this dilemma gave birth to some of the most ingenious ways of how zine editors could stretch out their finances just to publish their zines.
So to all young zinesters or aspiring zinesters, here are the tricks that you should know by heart. hahaha
- Limit the number of pages – Use smaller fonts. But not too small that your readers can hardly see a single word. The idea in here is to put as much content in a single page. I have a suggestion in here. Sure, you want to put everything. Yet, if you are on a tight budget, then maybe you could save those ideas for the next issue. It is just my two cents ok. :)
- Patronize cheap photocopying centers – Last Friday, Alvin, one of the writers of Infected Mind Zine and I met. I handed him a copy of Herald X, Verbal Offense and Kanto and it cost him P56 to photocopy all those fanzines. Thanks to Copytrade. There you could a powder photocopy is around 60 cents. For liquid, you have to pay 75 cents, if my memory does not betray me. If you have the time to go to U-belt, or in areas that are beside the school, I bet you could get a much lower photocopying price.
- PDF file conversion – There are thousands of PDF converters online that can be used for free. This is perfect for those who have contacts abroad and in the province. It is easy, fast, convenient and cost-effective. But if you have already released a paper zine and some of your readers are craving for a copy, then maybe we could meet. I’ll scan it, convert it and send it to you. We could meet either on Friday or Saturday. But don’t pressure me ha. Hehehehe.
- Make a network – There are many foreign bands and supporters that are visiting us. In case one of your contacts resides within the visitors’ area, then you could ask them to deliver it for you when they return. Be thankful and maybe you could give them a token of appreciation.
- The registered mail – This was mentioned by one of the zinesters. Unfortunately, I was unable to get his name, but it was a very good point during the discussion. It pays to have a registered mail rather than suffer the consequences of being labeled as a rip-off because your contact did not receive his or her package. Aside from being a precautionary measure it likewise prevents you from spending another hundred bucks to send the zine again.
Fan/zines are the epitome of a free press in the truest sense of the word
Linggo, Agosto 14, 2011
Fuck the State of the Nation Address Demo (Philippines)
Monday. July 25. About 40 anarchists wearing masks and mostly dress in
black vandalized and disrupted the area of Commonwealth Avenue where the
State of the Nation Address was held. Anarchists individuals- without
leaders and consciously had a clear mind and visions were small in numbers
in comparison to around 8000 authoritarian left who recruited some people
to march for pay or in exchange for food while being granted by the state
with permit zone to revolt, wishing for their demands and claiming for the
revolution in conjunction with corporate media and state institutions who
fuck up the lives of millions of people in the archipelago. These are
everyday reflected in the unprecedented growth of poverty, ecological
destruction, homelessness, unemployment, hunger and other miserable
conditions most of the inhabitants of the country endure.
The deployment of massive number of police forces and riot cops with
batons and shields were fair enough for the authoritarian left to set
things as it was always use to be. Every time is another rallying cry of
pacifism, persuading and influencing the masses to another form of
government to live by, wishing it will happen one day. Off course, they
could not get in closely to the Hall of Congress at the back of
Sandiganbayan (office of the Ombudsman), where the ruling president
(Benigno Aquino III) will proudly address his 1 year of accomplishment of
lies and deceit. The so-called revolutionary tactics of the authoritarian
left is widely known in front of the TV screen which is for them is ok.
The state and the left knew each other well. Each of them is a ruling and
authoritarian form. There are bunch of leftist politicians building their
nests in congressional bodies making laws and profit at the expense of the
obedient citizen.
12 nn. Anarchist demo began. Reclaiming the streets. The normal flow of
traffic was severely disturbed. It was an unexpected moment for most of
the authorities who were there on that day. As they put more attention on
the other side of the road- the permitted zone, to control the motion of
thousands of anti-SONA leftists protestors via radios and walking
surveillance, the authorities were completely shocked and were freezed to
the ground seeing anarchists mobilizing coming from a different way,
counter flowing the march of the permitted zone, walking through the other
side of the road. For legal matters it is definitely illegal to mobilize
there. Few comrades with bicycle were also on the demo controlling the
traffic so demonstrators would not get hit by aggressive cars.
Police authorities don’t know what to do They were just standing up,
confused and traumatized, although they were many. They see anarchists
mobilizing on that day like watching TV, as traumatic and desensitized
like most people care to watch the screen and the news.
The bad thing is that it was inherent, normal, and accepted that the
authorities kill people in front of our very eyes. For someone who could
lively see such atrocity this leaves people in a traumatized state and
fear. In a sudden moment on that day police appears to be one but is
nothing so special. Police are just mere repressors, a tool of the state.
Screams and chant of anger were raised by anarchist dissidents” Aparato ng
Estado Wasakin, Durugin, Gawing Pagkain” (State apparatus, Smash, Destroy,
turn it into food). “Fuck police brutality, Fuck police oppression” where
every police line in the service of command could actually hear it. Main
banner say “Walang pagbabago sa patuloy na reporma. Anarkistang
rebolusyon ang solusyon. Wasakin ang hirarkiya. Depensahan ang kalikasan.
Tapusin ang kahirapan.” (“There is no change in continues reform.
Anarchist revolution is the solution. Destroy hierarchy. Defend ecology.
End poverty.”). It was loud. No megaphone only screams and drums and brave
passion. Few young street kids eventually attended the demo, having fun as
they kind of like amazed when they see the action amidst traffic following
at the back of the protestors walking. Community, passersby, and
neighborhood around Commonwealth area began to seriously read the banner
having a very close look and curiosity. Leaflets of detailed
statement(Tagalog) made by anarchists (against SONA) were hand-outed to
folks around. It was always new imaginative tactics for anarchist to fight
against the political death machine in the local level, to every SONA,
WTO, JPEPA, ASEAN, APEC and other capitalist trade agreements ruining the
world and its inhabitants to annihilation and destruction. SONA, few years
ago the national flag were burn.
Now, paint bombs were thrown in buses visibly labeled with corporate
advertising. Roads of the permit zone were also smash with paints. Circle
A symbol penetrated some parts of the roads. Street walls and traffic
signboard was covered with graffiti and stickers mainly directed against
the state and capitalist oppression. Few vendors selling mami noodles
along the area reacted by saying that the said action was beautiful and
fun and momentarily gave a share of noodles for free to one of the
anarchists. Firecrackers were set in when the group stop along the UCPB
bank and protested there. At this time, anarchists were already in the
permitted zone after crossing the road protesting among thousands of
leftist marching. Still the vandalism continues. Various media that came
from the marching leftist political bloc, AKBAYAN party list
(rejectionist) stop for while and covered the anarchist banner message. A
middle finger from one of the masked protestors was pointed to one of the
media who wanted to cover them with a close angle. Leaflets were still
hand-outed to mostly young students who were with the leftist march. They
are mostly recruited. When young students see masked protestors in front
of the bank, they were also kind of curious and interested leaving the
rank and file march a bit delayed.
It was war from our hearts. It was spontaneity.
No arrests.
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