<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:52:38.556-08:00</updated><category term='Affected Hurt Mother'/><category term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>EQUAL n EQUATION</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-4850509849903377299</id><published>2010-06-21T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T03:38:15.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History, Too Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TB9Ao4g5tuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/sqxaXkyeSeA/s1600/history+too+late.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485173942269884130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TB9Ao4g5tuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/sqxaXkyeSeA/s400/history+too+late.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost everybody is saying that President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo is the most unpopular president of the Philippines in recent time.&lt;br /&gt;They didn’t get enough of the ‘unpopular’ tagging but further up to all the superlatives to undermine the President’s image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has become a trend that even the common-tao on the street adapted and joined the misleading rhetoric to the Leader of the land and few who don’t agree remained mum about it because of fear that everybody might also turn on them because of the idea being identified to Gloria. It is better to keep silent than to be the target of inane accusations. Like in the office, you are in the group of gossipingly ganging up one of your colleague although you don’t participate neither you have balls to remind everybody the injustice it brought to your officemate because you just simply don’t want to be the subject of ridicule. Coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future history’s perception to Gloria might be a good one is only a consolation because it is too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make that history now. I will not join the wagon of crab pulling down the President. If that is the trend, neither I follow because sometimes I don’t go with the flow especially if it is not of any worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she deserves her credits which are due now and there is no need to wait for the history to retell it. Sometimes history is crap when the present is defecated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo’s leadership is might not be that perfect to get the country go on but surely she is better than her three predecessors since 1986.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I compared Gloria to the first three Presidents before her because that is the only time I have the first hand information not relying from the history. What was going on during the leadership since 1986 to now is, I can tell fairly and square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not expect on 1986 that the Philippines will be among the developed nations considering what it had been through before that but I expected a better one from what it had become thereupon after six years especially if the President had the liberty to totally change the constitution and no one opposed.&lt;br /&gt;For architect, it is much easier to design for a new house than to revise an old design, or a lot easier to demolish the house and construct a new one than to carry out a major renovation.&lt;br /&gt;That was the scenario on 1986, I may agree that the country then was like a wrecked of a demolished structure but without oppositions the new constitution of the nation was enacted. Meaning a new layout of the nation was laid on the table only prompt execution required. Only that it was not properly executed.&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that this 1986 Constitution is only a Reaction Constitution to the Marcos administration, or a Transitional Constitution that only served the six years after 1986. It must be changed because we are no longer in the transitional era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory Aquino as a transitional pivotal instrument was fine but to evaluate her leading of the nation was also a failure. The Philippines didn’t end up any better economically after her leadership. The only accomplishment is the “claimed” democracy from dictatorship.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if this democracy can be “ulam” viand or can be a flavor to noodles. Imagine the Maggi, Lucky Me and Payless brands of noodles are “democracy” flavored. This way the masses will reap and taste the fruit of her over rated democracy legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1992 Government was fine. I gave credit to President Ramos. The Philippines was less affected when the Asian crises engulf Southeast Asian countries. Note, he was also not a popular president with all the oppositions from left and right but he made the country on the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1998, here comes the very popular president but he blew it. He was not able to complete his term. During his time the Philippines was really in a bad shape. Estrada failed the country in a very short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2001 was the so called unpopular president came to being, embodied by Gloria Macapagal Arroyo. Perhaps she also felt her unpopularity; she turned this to perform her duty round the clock. The most vibrant, energetic and industrious President the Philippine has ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she assumed the office, the tourism industry then was down. Instead of using the government allotted fund in all legality (likely to be criticized by the leftists) to resuscitate the dying business by advertising in international televisions like the neighboring countries has long been doing, she went around the country and visited those tourist destinations and turned it out as free media coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She executed many laws which are not popular to many, but she felt the country needs it knowing that these will make her more unpopular to the people. But she is a true leader as she really is, like a mother would make hard decisions may not in accord with the children but has to be done because it is for their own good. A mother won’t let her child to play in the middle of the street even with all the crying because she foresees the possible consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Gloria showed it that a vision and will is always above to what is popular.&lt;br /&gt;You would hardly see that to the past Philippine Presidents that were called “popular”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the masses would rate the President as good and popular one if they see physical changes and accomplishments through projects. Ordinary man would say “what good he/she as President, no roads and bridges built in our town”. But Gloria did, she built many airports, bridges and highways around the country even more than that the combined projects of her predecessors. Palawan alone, which is now the top tourist investment destination in the country has now three airports.&lt;br /&gt;The masses seem oblivious about these physical accomplishments of the government because the media would rather highly publicize the nonsense controversies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In nine years of Gloria’s presidency, there is a job generation of well over 800,000 annually while the past Presidents managed to attain less than 400,000 jobs every year. Who performed well to when it comes to empowering the citizen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world crises were crippling every economy, developed nations kowtow to the situations. Gloria’s management made the Philippine economy resilient to this global worry. The country is the less affected as compared to other nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the present administration is handing down the country to the next President in good shape with a GDP of 7.3%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing Gloria’s leadership did that I can say; her government did not fight back to the media enough in its very successful feat of undermining the government image and the media’s wickedness of clouding the government’s perception to the public. Her government was not very strong to discipline the media to make a damage control. Media was the one blocking the rights of the public to information about the government’s accomplishments. Such a big irony when it is the one clamoring for the right to information. When the government announces its success backed with all the data the biased media would right away bash without supporting facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media delivers with judgment.&lt;br /&gt;It reports the “street killing” who involves innocent people without partiality. Good job. They made their job accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;But when it reports about the “media killing”, it always ends up with line “during Arroyo’s administration”. Apparently it is blame to the government. Why? Big why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For others information, some media men has gone out of their line especially those commentators, they would run their smoking mouth without bases. Somehow partly they are responsible of their death.&lt;br /&gt;But what about those very innocent walkers down the street that was just ripped off of their lives. An OFW who just happened to enjoy wearing his blood invested gold necklace and doing nothing only to be gunned down.&lt;br /&gt;The comparison here is; the media men somehow irritated somebody by his out of line blabbing but the innocent walker didn’t do anything harm to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Now you put the blame of media killing to the President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The negative perception of the public towards the country is majority to be blamed on the media of its irresponsible reporting and partly to blame the government for not doing enough to reverse the mess the media has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common attributes to the Presidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferdinand Marcos, Cory Aquino and Joseph Estrada were all popular Presidents. But they did not put the Philippines to higher and better level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidel Ramos and Gloria Arroyo both not popular to the public but they did a good job. They made the country economically stable in the middle of economic woes. They have more challenges during their tenure but they shrugged it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Marcos, Aquino and Estrada became so complacent to their duty because they were riding on their popularity thinking that the public will be understanding with their performance. Result no better but a bitter Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Ramos and Arroyo felt that they have to work more in trying to win the people because of their unpopularity. Indeed, their legacy is a better country and government. You can say the true leaders in character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new administration is coming and he is also popular in the persona of Noynoy Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;Since he is popular, will he join the league of PPOFP (Popular President, Only to Fail the Philippines)? Will he be the next disappointment President backed by popularity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-4850509849903377299?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4850509849903377299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/history-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4850509849903377299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4850509849903377299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/history-too-late.html' title='History, Too Late'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TB9Ao4g5tuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/sqxaXkyeSeA/s72-c/history+too+late.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-2817795744669963100</id><published>2010-06-15T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T03:43:44.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Swap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TBdTp-y3NWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aH4V-EzQNd0/s1600/country+swap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482943052042941794" style="WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TBdTp-y3NWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aH4V-EzQNd0/s400/country+swap.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if nations would agree to swap its citizen or its country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Rule: Rich country to poor country&lt;br /&gt;Second Rule: Any country of the same or almost the same size geographically.&lt;br /&gt;Third Rule: The required time is 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participant: The Philippines and Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t know if the Japanese would agree to it but I am expecting that more Filipinos than Japanese will be excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the President/Prime Minister or leader to the citizens has to move to the opposing country by themselves only, no wealth or resources must be transferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is most likely to happen after the swap in 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippines (with the Japanese people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, they organized themselves and proclaimed a good leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Japanese expertise in management and known for being among the most disciplined, made the Philippine like Japan 10 years ago from the time of swapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the country is paved with clean and safe road and transportation system. No crisscrossing over-head cable wiring on metropolis. Blighting structures that was once an eye sore across cities is now a manifestation of ingenuities with stunning futuristic design where every inch of it is telling the goodness of technology.&lt;br /&gt;No trumpeting paunchy shirtless by-standers by the sidewalk noisily (as if they own the world) flocking on the bottles of liquor in the peak of daylight.&lt;br /&gt;You are very much secured to pick-up the mobile phone while walking at the very busy street because you knew very well that it won’t pop off like bubble. You won’t feel out of nowhere, that something sharp poking your side just to surrender you telephone or necklace. A feeling of staking your life over an electronic gadget is already but just sad memory. But you would see those slightly used devices are already on the garbage bin because it is of no use anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasig river doesn’t stench anymore, it is worth a siesta or a family picnic by its side. The historical Quezon bridge (by Gustave Eiffel who designed the Eiffel Tower in Paris) in Quiapo is worth a walking because you won’t see faeces therein anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every vacant and idle piece of land is planted with edible plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No place in the country is out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with the government agencies is very inviting because you are being served of&lt;br /&gt;what is due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan (with the Filipino people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day, troubling to organized among them and couldn’t get a good leader, if any there is one, his/her office is always in the pit and will not be successful because of continued dark driven opposition from many sides. Others just simply don’t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, on early part of the swapping. The Filipinos would enjoy to the limit and exhaustion the abundance Japan has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the Filipinos over confident management skills (his nature of changing the available best and effective solution just to claim that it is his own creation) and oblivious to self-discipline, Japan turned to what were the Philippines 10 years ago from the time of swapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Philippines has drastically changed to something vibrant as a nation over 10 years because of the Japanese people managing it, Japan also made a dramatically disappointing change to backward direction with the Filipino way of carrying out the nation’s fate. To bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the good things in Japan 10 years ago turned to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Filipino way of standing firm to the word ‘opposition’ and ‘my own’, simply turning the good to bad and the best to worst just for the sake of opposing and owning it but dodging the repercussions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-2817795744669963100?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2817795744669963100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/country-swap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2817795744669963100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2817795744669963100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/country-swap.html' title='Country Swap'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TBdTp-y3NWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aH4V-EzQNd0/s72-c/country+swap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-5973310697798312686</id><published>2010-06-12T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:01:12.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Patriotic is the New President?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TBSCJExqqsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/BS_n3bJLxr4/s1600/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482149738829228738" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TBSCJExqqsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/BS_n3bJLxr4/s400/flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Choosing a ribbon over a Philippine map in his suit.&lt;br /&gt;Was asked to choose from the two ‘barong tagalong’ for the day of his proclamation, one was designed with ribbon image and the other was with the image of Philippine map. He selected the ribbon design because he found it more appealing than the Philippine map, really.&lt;br /&gt;What’s wrong with it, of course nothing, no big of a deal. Just that, the President would choose the ribbon symbol was something most of the Filipinos would not do. I understand that it was all of his paying a respect to his mother, after all he became the President had not because of his mother. But doing that, is he now the President of the Republic or the President of his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Snubbing the Philippines Independence Day celebration to attend a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;He said he was not invited. You are now the President, it goes without saying that by your own initiative you must had appeared in the National Day which is a celebration of your own country soon will be under your governance. Maybe you are not a President of the Republic, but the President only to your few friends. Just hard to think, that a president would desert a remembering of National Day over a wedding day of his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; He doesn’t like the Malacanang Palace (the official house of the President)&lt;br /&gt;Of course he knew it; right from the very start of the campaign that whoever will win the election has to reside at the Palace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If he doesn't want the palace, what is the use of it, we might as well demolish it.&lt;br /&gt;Malacanang Palace is a symbol of country’s power, now he has resentment about it. He wants to stay while working as President at his mother’s house. Is he a President of the republic or the President of that village?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what will happen now, with all the issues besetting the country plus the new President personal issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those personal issues of him are the sign of a ping-pong ball leadership. Hard for him to face his own, what more the national’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the same scenario of the ousted Estrada administration. His principle was founded on clean and honest governance but because of weak leadership, the friends took advantage resulting to the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly wish I totally am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be in one boat under his steering for six years but we can help him to paddle in synchronize. Again whining, excuses and vindictiveness will not be of help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-5973310697798312686?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5973310697798312686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-patriotic-is-new-president.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5973310697798312686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5973310697798312686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-patriotic-is-new-president.html' title='How Patriotic is the New President?'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TBSCJExqqsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/BS_n3bJLxr4/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3580390480472579282</id><published>2010-06-08T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T04:38:37.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic from Pork Barrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TA4rqTtdQPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PArxpSWQGJ8/s1600/pork+barrel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480365802401906930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TA4rqTtdQPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PArxpSWQGJ8/s400/pork+barrel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last 2008 Olympic Game carried out in China was believed amounted to 40 billion dollars (not verified because of lack of transparency on the side of government), the most expensive and the grandest Olympic ever, one way of China’s saying “here I come, the mighty giant”. Indeed, it was really true. They did it with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;The coming 2012 Summer Olympic to be ushered in United Kingdom (its 3rd time and with one as cancelled was the 1944 Olympic because of World War II), hoping to retell and remind the world of its power and influence that encompasses the history to present.&lt;br /&gt;England is very candid from the get-go that their hosting of this huge event is not as expensive and grandeur as what China did. The English will pool the much possible financial resources only to one eight of what had spent from 2008 world China meet, or maybe even less than 5 billion dollars. Talking of power, England doesn’t have to prove anything, history says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Olympic Game somewhere in Southeast Asia, this is a part of the world with a population of half billion and yet no Olympic not even a clue in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;The Philippines in particular just to be more specific of Southeast Asia. Hosting the quadrennial game is, accept the fact, all about money. Money is of a very big consideration. But how? Pork Barrel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippine Congress; the lower and the upper house are budgeted with two hundred thirteen billion seven hundred eighty million pesos (P213, 780,000,000.00) every six years for its Pork Barrel and that is 4.6 billion dollars, already the projected budget of England for the 2012 Olympic Game. The Philippine could prepare, bid or apply 20 years before the schedule, by then 17 billion dollars will be ready. Is it reasonable to spend the money for such sporting event, why not, anyway the congressmen and senators spending their pork barrel to fund commissioned construction of barangay basketball courts and have their names painted big in it. Instead of those small commissioned projects why not use the whole amount to one such big event like Olympic to build huge sports venues with futuristic and eye-catching design that will turn to a landmark forward on thus good for tourism.&lt;br /&gt;Because trust me, I am sure, you would not prefer to have those pork barrel funded basketball courts and waiting sheds as the background for your photo op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the pork barrel I think the Philippines could undertake an event like Olympic, just that I am not so sure if the Philippines is by merit can qualify considering its sports performance in international arena. Still no gold in Olympic history, secure first the very first Olympic gold then the talk about it will be on the table. Meanwhile the Pork Barrel must be remained untouched at the coffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsolicited advice, the new President should make an executive order or the congress put this into law, that at the beginning of the new administration the fund for Pork Barrel must be directed to one bank account named “Project Olympic” and it cannot be used for other purpose. This is a very Filipino attitude, nursing a piggy bank for future but single purpose use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is sure; it is much harder to get a consensus among with the gentlemen and ladies at the Senate and House of Representatives to let go of their pork barrel than to host an Olympic game in the Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3580390480472579282?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3580390480472579282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/olympic-from-pork-barrel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3580390480472579282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3580390480472579282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/olympic-from-pork-barrel.html' title='Olympic from Pork Barrel'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/TA4rqTtdQPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PArxpSWQGJ8/s72-c/pork+barrel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-4559826827832883893</id><published>2010-05-26T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T06:46:56.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Puffing Noy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S_0mPOvqxEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/msvua5zQpY8/s1600/smoke.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475574765050315842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S_0mPOvqxEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/msvua5zQpY8/s400/smoke.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Noynoy Aquino to say that smoking is the last of his remaining freedom, so he should be spared from those who are pestering him telling that he should wean from it, is not really of him being an statesman. Bop bop on your head! You are now a president!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supporting his statement like an stubborn child (as an indicative that he won’t stop within the six years to come) that he has to keep smoking specially now that he is a president because it entails a lot of pressure. Well, all Filipinos including him are aware that the job of a president is a no joke or maybe we are taking it literally as a joke, really, because by joke you can run for president and by another joke you can vote the candidate for the highest post. What a joke! Joke, joke joke! We are now a land of jokes. We should change our citizenship; Filipino to Joker. When someone asks your nationality, you say Joker. Funny, I am a Joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our president is a smoker, what is the big deal. Here is the deal. If you are a president of a company, you can still get things done even if you come to office riding on a horse puffing a Marlboro and still appear to everyone as you being cool. But if you are the president of a nation, you will not go a distance to tour the palace while riding on a wooden horse because your heart won’t permit it because of smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it is a tremendous pressure up there if you were to execute national decisions if to talk the President’s trepidation but that would not be enough as an excuse. Many chain smoker Filipinos who are working in Saudi Arabia turned cold turkey despite of the pressure of works and culture shock adjustment. Perhaps if Noynoy find it so hard to halt his smoking, he can work first at Saudi Arabia as one of the OFWs before he serves the leadership. No doubt after a contract of two years he would hate the tobacco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noynoy Aquino has been telling everybody that he is such an obedient son to his mother but not in smoking. He defies his mother. If no one successfully convinced him to refrain from smoking, not even his mother whom he only followed, during his highschool, college, congress and senate days what more now that he is now the most powerful human in the land. Like “eat your heart out” even a hundred people power revolution won’t change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care if my neighbor could smoke a number of packs of cigarette daily but I don’t expect the same to my president. It is like you expect your family to love you but you don’t give a crap if the family next door hate you. This is all a matter of expectation; it varies from the ordinary citizen to the leader of the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to the Department of Health. It is a big challenge to reinforce the advocacies against smoking if the President of the land is an example of “Mr. I can’t follow now”. This government agency will not have enough credibility to tell the citizenry about avoiding the tobacco if the president himself is an avid patron of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-4559826827832883893?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4559826827832883893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/puffing-noy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4559826827832883893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4559826827832883893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/puffing-noy.html' title='A Puffing Noy'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S_0mPOvqxEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/msvua5zQpY8/s72-c/smoke.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3594970585141160014</id><published>2010-05-25T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T06:03:15.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overseas Absentee Voting is a Crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S_vKSeWOqTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5hEIADx7FfY/s1600/crap.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475192190731725106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S_vKSeWOqTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5hEIADx7FfY/s400/crap.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overseas Filipino Workers doesn’t need this “voting” that they are peddling as a privilege or service being proffered by the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent turn-out of the overseas absentee voting is definitely a waste of time and money or in other word totally a crap. In every 10 Filipinos who currently are working abroad only one participated in the overseas absentee voting. Many reasons can be enumerated; lazy and irresponsible Filipino, precinct centers are not very accessible or it is worth a fortune to pay the fare just to get to the voting stations, day-off from work is not enough, information dissemination is very weak because many remains oblivious about it and still a lot of alibi and reasons to be written, but these are all irrelevant. Because from the very first moment they sat foot on their country of destination they put aside the politics including the so called ‘right to suffrage’, this is not of an important matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government is just wasting a huge amount of money only to accommodate this overseas absentee voting which has no sense of practicality at all. It is annoying that the Filipino workers abroad are being convinced that taking part in election by choosing a leader is a service that has to be grabbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the very few Filipinos who are clamoring to accommodate them in voting, you should stop because your thumb mark is of a very little value compared to the money required to accomplish this enormous undertaking, the money which would have been useful to send those Filipinos (who are stranded in very difficult situation) back in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the number of the entire overseas workers is not a command vote to elect a president. There will be always a president after the election even not counting the votes of the Filipinos overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want this privilege right at this time and place, I will be more happy if the people in the embassy is smiling ear to ear with good morning to assist you. Their being friendly and warm is more important than the service being bragged to your face called “vote”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3594970585141160014?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3594970585141160014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/overseas-absentee-voting-is-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3594970585141160014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3594970585141160014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/overseas-absentee-voting-is-crap.html' title='Overseas Absentee Voting is a Crap'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S_vKSeWOqTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5hEIADx7FfY/s72-c/crap.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-1209256481397041591</id><published>2010-04-28T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:02:35.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother’s Son (Anak Ka Ng Nanay Mo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9ku9RvMVSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/75NaT5MAvSc/s1600/2346504800_f16cd25251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465451253059048738" style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9ku9RvMVSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/75NaT5MAvSc/s400/2346504800_f16cd25251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noynoy Aquino said that proposing a parallel manual count for the coming election is a “motherhood statement” but many are disagreeing because it rather complicates things. Perhaps he is taking it graphically and literally. When he said “motherhood” he means “mother” because since this electioneering started he’s been banking on his mother. Because of his mother the media has been inundated with his name. He was pushed and decided to run for president because of his mother. He went to the same church where his mother gone, to ask for guidance. In his party convention to officially declare his presidency, it was the same place (Club Filipino) where his mother sworn to office as president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a lucky son and it is perfectly alright to be proud of your mother, but being proud of your mother doesn’t mean you can run for president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I would rather prefer the Philippines to be run by a bastard president with a strong will and vision than a president who got love so much from the parents but such a weakling”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for this, come 9th of May is Mothers Day, Noynoy will be busy more than ever to show the love for his mother in front of camera, another opportunity to lure those emotionals, means additional votes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-1209256481397041591?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1209256481397041591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/mothers-son-anak-ka-ng-nanay-mo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1209256481397041591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1209256481397041591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/mothers-son-anak-ka-ng-nanay-mo.html' title='Mother’s Son (Anak Ka Ng Nanay Mo)'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9ku9RvMVSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/75NaT5MAvSc/s72-c/2346504800_f16cd25251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3820429090311054110</id><published>2010-04-27T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:13:58.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backward Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9fSD9phW4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7b4_qQq26Iw/s1600/New+Picture+(21).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465067638367542146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9fSD9phW4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7b4_qQq26Iw/s400/New+Picture+(21).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Filipinos and government has been enduring dreaming to computerize the election for many years while other countries has long been practicing a computer aided election, finally now it is made available for the citizen and only to be put down the drain because organization like the Makati Bussiness Club and some group forming just to be group and some president wannabes so crass to say in few days of actual voting that they wanted a parallel manual count. What were they thinking? This is another way of saying “Filipinos, you should commit a nationwide synchronize suicide because all of you are idiots!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the incalculable ass busting, braving the government bureaucracy like crazy just to get this computerization done and now in every face of media these jerks from Makati Business Club, the ANSG(all nonsense group), the unfit runners for the highest post are crying out loud grandstanding on top of their lungs proposing to conduct a manual counting while the machine is having its own business reading the casted votes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This computerization is equal to billions of money for the purpose if not to eliminate at least decrease the cheating and hasten the counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unqualified candidates for the highest post favoring for the antiquated manual count and the reason why the Filipinos should not vote them; Noynoy Aquino III, Joseph Estrada, Jamby Madrigal, Eddie Villanueva, Nicanor Perlas and JC de los Reyes. These jokers are immensely gone out of their mind. It is time for psychological test. Totally “NO” for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organizations that has to disbanded simply by dipping to the one by one counting issue; Makati Business Club, Philippine Bar Association and National Citizens’ Movement for Free Election. These groups should mind their own issues. To the MBC just get focus on you own business, to the Bar Association; your legal expertise won’t work for this concern this time and to the NAMFREL; gone are the days that we do counting manually, that’s history, just accept it but for your credit you were such a big help during those previous elections that required manual canvassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so called “I.T experts” who has been on television whining about the efficiency of electronic counting, they seems oblivious in I.T technocracy and they are not I.T experts at all because they look like an agency proprietor in Malate sending entertainers to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the three. The only qualified presidential candidates against to go back to the manual counting; Gilbert Teodoro, Manny Villiar and Dick Gordon. They wanted to move on and take the Philippines to a new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibo Teodoro has always been very consistent on his platform. The Filipinos should rally behind him. Yes for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3820429090311054110?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3820429090311054110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/backward-thinking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3820429090311054110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3820429090311054110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/backward-thinking.html' title='Backward Thinking'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9fSD9phW4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7b4_qQq26Iw/s72-c/New+Picture+(21).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-7225337041817098431</id><published>2010-04-25T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T06:39:23.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Hearted? vs. Visionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9RBuRyC1zI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UQjj_DcIgrc/s1600/4512462917_75cb470b13_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464064511210346290" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9RBuRyC1zI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UQjj_DcIgrc/s400/4512462917_75cb470b13_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How dare you claiming you have a “good heart”, yes maybe that could be true because you know yourself more than anyone. But don’t you dare announce to the world that it is just and befitting that you have the monopoly of it and the rest are all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were born from a good parent but not necessary you are. “Good Heart” is not something can be bequeathed; it is all but a choice in every minute of your life. It is not something of a magical marque that can be embedded in your chest and voila made you an innate kind human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither will make you a good hearted by stoning on someone that you think for you is immoral, because you are worst, you are just disguising in words of condemnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye! I am a man of good heart, make me your President!”&lt;br /&gt;Fine, you have a good heart (lets stop talking, although that is still ends in question mark) but can you lead us. Mothers have also a good heart, they are the one who can presents credentials of having a good heart, then why don’t we just make them our leaders if that is the case. A country being lead by mothers, I think that is more acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership is not all about “good heart”, the parents especially the mothers could attest to that. There are juvenile delinquent because not for the reason that their parents doesn’t have a heart but rather full of heart. Sometimes judgment and vision of the olds is clouded by so much love only seeing of what is now enough to compromise the welfare of the children in the days to come. Many times the mothers would decide for their youngs base on “good heart" only to realized at the end that it was wrong, but this is all the making of motherhood or parenting, lapses are expected because this is all about crossing the bridge when you get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to become a President of a nation just because you have a good heart, are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;When you put the entire nation to the brink because of your decisions, will you just say “ I need your understanding my people because it was all out of love, I made that from my good heart, so please bear with me” and you expect the citizen just to understand you, who are you kidding again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good heart is in everybody, it may just change at the given time and it can be found to anybody but the “Vision” and will is hard to find. However “Gibo” has it. The Filipinos deserve someone like him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is the reason why I am recommending "Gibo" for President&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-7225337041817098431?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7225337041817098431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-hearted-vs-visionary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7225337041817098431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7225337041817098431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-hearted-vs-visionary.html' title='Good Hearted? vs. Visionary'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S9RBuRyC1zI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UQjj_DcIgrc/s72-c/4512462917_75cb470b13_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-95479410736450244</id><published>2010-04-14T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T04:59:31.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Class President vs. Nation’s President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S8WuFEMOf9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/0O9FCoSqmT0/s1600/New+Picture+(20).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459961525304197074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S8WuFEMOf9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/0O9FCoSqmT0/s400/New+Picture+(20).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choosing a class President is totally the opposite of selecting a President who will lead the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a classroom no matter how popular you are, either you are a cheerleader champion in every year thus all the boys got a crush on you but still nobody would nominate you to become the class president, maybe being a class MUSE. You cannot expect either to be nominated even if you got all the trophies from championing all the sports competitions enough to get all the eyes of the girls, not a single girl would raise her hand to nominate you to lead the class but surely she would, you as class ESCORT. You are confident to stand up and nominate yourself for the highest position in the classroom because you are banking as the pet of your teacher, pull down your hope because your classmates would not clearly vote for you, they would rather to make you as the class P.R.O, know why, for future dealing with you other subjects’ teachers you are in the forefront especially if the teacher is class enemy number one.&lt;br /&gt;Common scenario even if you are as quiet as the desk in the corner of the classroom, you don’t like talking to others, always silent like you are the specter of mute and deaf but during class participation you are a raging bull who puts everybody in the ground whoever comes in the way or to say shortly you excel in many subjects although you don’t want to become their president, you will become due to the high insistent of classmates demand. No worry, your Vice President is the one who is also nominated to the same position, just lost because he is not just as good as you but then again he is almost equally as good as you, only the “almost” is the deciding factor as the thin line that’s why you are now a class president. Easing the responsibility entrusted on you, you are aware that the line-up of the officers down to you is also on the same league.&lt;br /&gt;The result is, the “pupils” in grades school could came-up with a competent and honest set of officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigger than the classroom is a country. The principle of choosing a President for both could just be the same. But it is not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your parents become popular because of some death incidents and this hype drag your name as an only son; you can run for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the media projecting your dead parents as heroes and heroes posses a good heart and good heart is hereditary (you and they claim); you decided to run for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others drooling to get the power but they are not popular and your name is smoking hot in televisions; they pushed you; you run for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assassinate characters, don’t really know your own plan but you can make bad stories for others, and claim that you have a monopoly of having a good heart (I think you are fit for a title Mr. Valentine) and the rest is evil; you run for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a Robin Hood in many movies as part of your job as an actor, promising you can materialize the drama of the poor in the reel to real; you can be President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are a leader of a religious group with millions of members and think can eradicate the corruption in one week once elected; you run for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since television is the leveling field of popularity and you can afford to pay an airtime in huge amount of money; you run for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can knock someone down in the canvass; you punch at a ridiculous speed and also you say “I have good intentions”; you can run for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the nation electorate system could not define very well who can and cannot run for President; there you are, after buying a bottle of vinegar from a convenient store because you are a complete nonsense instead of going home directly to give that vinegar to your mother you stop by at the Commission on Election and file for Presidency; here you are, running for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result is, while the school graders have an ideal set of class officers the nation is suffering from buffoons President to down the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School graders who are just at the age of 10 or below, no influence, could select a class President very wisely.&lt;br /&gt;18 year old up to the so called matured couldn’t vote wisely for President. They leave it all up to the televisions to decide. If so, why can’t we just have a Television President? Imagine every gathering of the United Nations or a world leader summit the Philippines will be represented by a set of television. Funny, Mr. Obama will be talking to a television (I know he love telepromter). Wonder, if the world leaders would listen to a television set. This way, Philippine is setting a trend. I don’t know, not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody had gone through a classroom therefore everybody must know the foundation in choosing a leader. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-95479410736450244?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/95479410736450244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010-class-president-vs-nations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/95479410736450244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/95479410736450244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010-class-president-vs-nations.html' title='2010 Class President vs. Nation’s President'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S8WuFEMOf9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/0O9FCoSqmT0/s72-c/New+Picture+(20).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-302933779069194828</id><published>2010-04-05T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:33:06.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Religious Leaders Feeling V.I.P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7m8SmkMz5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/-gFhyVyJKt4/s1600/news.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456599451312115602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7m8SmkMz5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/-gFhyVyJKt4/s400/news.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During election what are they thinking; a beacon of light in the middle of roaring waves of political stormy seas or a star in the north that would cast a ray of light to guide the confused voters and the deceitful candidates? Think Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth the religious leaders would play V.I.P leaving those presidential candidates drooling like a gone-crazy dog for their “endorsement”.&lt;br /&gt;Because all of them (they themselves couldn’t decide) are also hefting the flow of election, whoever has a high likelihood of winning, they hop in the wagon. This is all about the “vested interest”, the religious corporations support the shoo-in as they need favors later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real masters who have walked upon this earth (we don’t know most of them) are unlikely to give an impression of being V.I.P, they would rather act like a slave than a boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus would rather carry the cross forever than to “endorse” political candidates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-302933779069194828?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/302933779069194828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/religious-leaders-feeling-vip_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/302933779069194828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/302933779069194828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/religious-leaders-feeling-vip_05.html' title='Religious Leaders Feeling V.I.P'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7m8SmkMz5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/-gFhyVyJKt4/s72-c/news.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-1210468912960119688</id><published>2010-03-30T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:49:31.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 dollar is to 100 pesos (Noynoy Leadership)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7IBYN68O2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4mEpfzJMVeI/s1600/4305381133_1a41113f13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454423614264458082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7IBYN68O2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4mEpfzJMVeI/s400/4305381133_1a41113f13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The overseas Filipino workers will rejoice to pandemonium once Noynoy Aquino become a president because their earned money will jump to double even triple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clear scenario in the remaining half of this year of 2010 should he is the sitting president, because his leadership is a by product of emotion, should we say “he is an Emotional President” (of an emotional Filipinos) is an emotional system of government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any undertaking run in emotion is very weak (the history clearly says that, alluding from his Mother leadership). Such a weakling executor will be very vulnerable from the left and right detractors, as he is a ping-pong ball that will not go any distance with his own decisions and would not live up to (because he is not capable of turning them to something tangible) his promises will be the cause for those emotional to pull up their senses.&lt;br /&gt;The time (within 3 months after his oath) when these emotional Filipinos who catapulted him to the presidency finally awaken and realized that they are just living in dreams but awaken only to step up to another level of emotion, much higher from the feelings they stayed before the election. From here a blast of emotion will manifest in the street, an unprecedented movement against the government that had never happened in the history will come to being. Chaos will dominate the community; everybody is unruly because their emotions are gone up high than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions will pull down the economy. Emotion will be the culprit to tear down to pieces the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Economy in turmoil means strong dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consolation of this happening is for the Filipinos who work abroad, simply because their salary will be two-fold as the peso is valueless against the dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid should Noynoy become president but I don’t give a darn thing (because majority now of the Filipinos is in the state of being emotional, a high of likelihood he would get it) because by that time I am more leverage financially because I am working outside the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will be grateful from those emotionals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-1210468912960119688?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1210468912960119688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-dollar-is-to-100-pesos-noynoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1210468912960119688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1210468912960119688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-dollar-is-to-100-pesos-noynoy.html' title='1 dollar is to 100 pesos (Noynoy Leadership)'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7IBYN68O2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4mEpfzJMVeI/s72-c/4305381133_1a41113f13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-1278644974511375806</id><published>2010-03-29T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T05:55:00.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipino Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7CjGSm-tTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DP_QWaMLlRM/s1600/2777520991_8e532b5390a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454038477215544626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7CjGSm-tTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DP_QWaMLlRM/s400/2777520991_8e532b5390a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Orderly in the Street/Sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Down the busy sidewalk, I got a call, a cellular is vibrating in my pant’s pocket but I don’t want to be killed (that’s why the phone is set on vibrating mode) but I have to answer it, my two legs dragged me to 7-11 convenience store and quickly get the phone in time that the vibration stop, now I missed a call. When can I talk on the cellphone while walking down the street.&lt;br /&gt;My backpack, it is called backpack because it supposed to be on the back but for extra precautionary measure it is now a “frontpack”. This is very common in the streets of Manila, you see people carrying their bags in their front no matter how heavy it is even it pulling them down to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;You want to look good that is why you put on those simple gold necklace and earrings if you want to be imprisoned in your bedroom. Thinking of walking down the sidewalk forget those jewelries.&lt;br /&gt;There is only one kind of passerby at the sidewalk but all paranoid walker, one is paranoid being attacked and the other one is paranoid in the look out to attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Real Sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Don’t we deserve to walk on a real and nice sidewalk, one which is really conducive for walking? Always in the sidewalk it is like a maze or playing “patintero” because so many things to be dodge off; from the lethal open pit or a sudden step, the creepy bystanders and from the smoking hot noodles and rice porridge that anytime will disgorge on the passers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Street Lights&lt;br /&gt;Yes there are street lights but they are a lightyear set apart and worst those are not on because upon installation the switch is only good for off. It was the winning factor of the bidder to manipulate the government and got the project; the contractor bragged that if the project will be awarded to them the government will spend a very small amount of money because they will use the “switch off-no-on” lightings. The government was very overwhelmed that right away awarded the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Garbage Can&lt;br /&gt;Where are the garbage cans? You are a working professional who painstakingly paying the taxes, half of the day you are out and when you are home to get some sleep only to be awaken by the annoying siren of the garbage collecting truck, you run down the stair, jumping off those billion steps with your head spinning (thinking this a happening one moment a week) pick up that plastic bag full of rubbish by the door and run to the road after for that smoke belching garbage truck and throw the garbage only to find out in shame while the truck is keeping off distance that you are only wearing an underwear in the middle of the community road and everybody is staring at you. What a shame! You’ve gone all through this because those stupid men at the truck woudn’t get off to pick up themselves the garbage. Why can’t we have garbage station in every corner so anytime of the day it can be used by the neighborhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Remove that Octopus in the Sky&lt;br /&gt;Those tangling wires and cables crossing the highways, roads and houses above your head are outrageously annoying, such an eye sore. Cities in the Philippines will never be pleasant to the eye with all those wires clouding the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. On time Advisory&lt;br /&gt;“Today all the classes from all levels is suspended”. What? Really? Because all of us are already in the flooded classroom all wet soaked after braving the downpour when we left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are simple services the people longed for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-1278644974511375806?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1278644974511375806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/filipino-wishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1278644974511375806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1278644974511375806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/filipino-wishes.html' title='Filipino Wishes'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S7CjGSm-tTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DP_QWaMLlRM/s72-c/2777520991_8e532b5390a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-2506698940983874227</id><published>2010-03-24T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T01:36:01.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Velarde (of El Shaddai) Gone Unguided</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S6nOYcwIwxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Xdi_wbagYPs/s1600/mike+velarde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452115743338971922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S6nOYcwIwxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Xdi_wbagYPs/s400/mike+velarde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The leader of religious organization Mr. Mike Velarde is aiming for congress just because a woman who is in the persona of Ms. Esperanza Cabral the secretary of Department of Health is very vocal and got the balls in advocacy for condom as one of the preventive measures to curtail the proliferating HIV/AIDS problem in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The self proclaimed messenger of God is delivering the wrong message when he said that before he was such a lukewarm to take dip in the political arena, but this time he is very sure of himself to be one of many who pokes hole on the chair in congressional building because he was immensely shocked upon hearing a woman promoting a condom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is; will he stay hands off from the politics if it was a man? If the answer is yes, the members of his organization should back off and think again because their boss is not a messenger but a machismo and has a tendency to discriminate woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing here some authentic statistical report about how condom successfully reduced the increasing of sexually transmitted diseases is not of necessary anymore because this data is everywhere available a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HIV/AIDS trend globally is going down and it is attributed to the use of condom, but in the Philippines is the other way around, figuratively up swinging which is the cause of worry of this woman (as Mike Velarde would call her) and should be the cause of worry of Mr. Mike Velarde and the rest of us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from controlling diseases, condoms does serves as well for the birth control and that is the fuss of Mike Velarde of all the fusses. Why control population when it is the bread and butter of his religious organization, the more populace in the Philippines the poorer it gets, the more hungry mouths the easier to be manipulated and turned preys. What Mike Velarde does best is to pray for preys for his taking, after all some of the religious organizations now only seems credible if it has number. From this number too who many of them are still living in promises made Mr. Mike Velarde sleeping in the bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the Filipinos would have been living a better lives do you think El Shaddai would get the same number of members that their leader is bragging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between Mr. Velarde and Ms. Cabral, I think the latter one is more guided in guiding people.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Cabral got the balls to do it than those religious leaders who literally with balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say Mike Velarde it means the religious organizations including the Catholic Church and others who promotes hypocrisy towards condom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-2506698940983874227?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2506698940983874227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/mike-velarde-of-el-shaddai-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2506698940983874227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2506698940983874227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/mike-velarde-of-el-shaddai-gone.html' title='Mike Velarde (of El Shaddai) Gone Unguided'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S6nOYcwIwxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Xdi_wbagYPs/s72-c/mike+velarde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3355509410707125539</id><published>2010-03-22T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T01:07:34.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Mockers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S6clHBHFJrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UrSE43g27h8/s1600-h/New+Picture+(18).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451366676442719922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S6clHBHFJrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UrSE43g27h8/s400/New+Picture+(18).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Three Mockers&lt;br /&gt;(The Philippine Politic Satire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The T.V man&lt;br /&gt;The Opposition guy&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Be Victim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The T.V man&lt;br /&gt;Who said that they are for the balance and only for the truth? They themselves!&lt;br /&gt;Who said they deliver the people’s right to information? Who’s kidding! They never in their commercially sided business ever ask every individual a permission that tonight this is the headlines. So be a couch potato in front of your HD.&lt;br /&gt;Choosing headlines for the news; inspiring or shocking, they just love to shock than inspire people.&lt;br /&gt;Highlighter of complete nonsense issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Opposition Guy&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of opposing, he will oppose. Ruling the Kingdom of Negativity. “His Highness King Nega and the Queen Negati.&lt;br /&gt;Fallacy fabricator. Running away from their own shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Be Victim&lt;br /&gt;They sway with the trend, their in for what is popular, no self-esteem and later whine and blame others for their misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Opposition Guy fabricates, the T.V man highlights it and the Wanna Be Victim patronizes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3355509410707125539?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3355509410707125539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-mockers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3355509410707125539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3355509410707125539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-mockers.html' title='The Three Mockers'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S6clHBHFJrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UrSE43g27h8/s72-c/New+Picture+(18).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-1839228270164135414</id><published>2010-03-10T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:56:42.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipinos Topped in Vocabulary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S5iUGvVHUaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/X-eMCeNDutU/s1600-h/351526229_b3905e84ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447266592809767330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S5iUGvVHUaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/X-eMCeNDutU/s400/351526229_b3905e84ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Coup d’ etat” - French = “Kudeta” - Filipino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest contradictions, this word is way far more popular in the Philippines than in any countries in the world even in France who owned this combination of letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among nationalities of different ages had been asked regarding the word “coup d’ etat”; it was the Filipinos who seem so familiar with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 out of 10 Americans said they heard and know the word, same statistics with the English people.&lt;br /&gt;0 out of 10 Arab men know the word.&lt;br /&gt;0 out of 10 if the Japanese has to be asked about it.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly 4 out of 10 French people answered they know it, but all of them are in senior years, and so with the rest of European citizens. Maybe if the question should had been asked a century ago of the history when the government and politics in this region was drastically changing they could have attained the 10 of 10 to describe the word.&lt;br /&gt;The most stunning and outrageously overwhelming is that 10 of 10 or all of the Filipinos (from first grader to senior citizen) either can define or closely describe it, although not all of them can properly spell it the way the French would do but they can in Filipino version because it sounds almost the same only the spelling is different. Filipino dictionary just borrowed the word and spelled it in Filipino way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statistic illustration is not about how one man could be well-equipped with words or vocabularies but this is a manifestation of the evolution of an organization or a nation and its leadership, being a leader and being a member of a nation. How you are as a president, prime minister, king or whatever that title of leadership is and how you are as the citizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the late of 1960s this word “coup d’ etat” was totally a no-hear among the Filipinos, maybe 1 out 10 could define it and probably he/she is from the academe or a dictionary geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of 70s was the beginning of dark relationship between the citizen and the leadership in Philippine setting. The people started to think the government is not worth trusting and the government viewed that citizens need an extra control of disciplining. In this time “coup d’ etat” was introduced to the Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;Until now the Filipino public is haunted by the past enough that to trust the government again is something which is not easy to do. Shadows of the past are clouding the mind of every Filipino to understand the government’s undertaking to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be a lot happier and be very proud if someday, someone again will come up to me and ask what is “coup d’ etat” and I can answer right away “I don’t know” as if it has been deleted in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;A sign of progressiveness is evident in the Philippines if 10 of 10 of Filipinos don’t know the word “coup d’ etat”. I am so excited to experience that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-1839228270164135414?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1839228270164135414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/filipinos-topped-in-vocabulary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1839228270164135414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1839228270164135414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/filipinos-topped-in-vocabulary.html' title='Filipinos Topped in Vocabulary'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S5iUGvVHUaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/X-eMCeNDutU/s72-c/351526229_b3905e84ea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-761341758832963942</id><published>2010-02-21T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T00:09:24.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El-Ninyo ang mukha nyo - El-niño your face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S4I5dYyb1tI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qLaMIekJEBI/s1600-h/3876822829_454c738d3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440974476849960658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S4I5dYyb1tI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qLaMIekJEBI/s400/3876822829_454c738d3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody in the Philippines especially the authority fully aware that there will be an unusual warming this time of year and this is tailed with many problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El-niño once a year, yes the Filipino accepted that, problems brought by it, yes the Filipino is already desensitized about it, but everything doesn’t stop there. It doesn’t mean I get the hang of it, I am o.k. with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time this phenomenon happens the government is always there, yes always there early on even before the occurrence to account the cost in damages, everywhere to the national TVs to the daily broadsheets headlining, telling to the Filipinos’ face the billions and billions of pesos that this draught could worth. Only telling the public to bear (as if a stranger to it) the happenings till it is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equation is, the el-niño in the Philippines means a water problem, dwindling of supply, from water drinking to the agricultural irrigation becomes an issues when to think the Philippines islands is surrounded by water and half of the year before the el-nino extravaganza the nation has an oversupply of water which is another problem and complain, like enough to supply the universe, to remind the authority just a few months ago Metro Manila and the bigger area of Luzon were engulfed by water. Now we are facing this shortage of water supply, isn’t it ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government jokers will come up with another lame try and tested excuse “it’s a worldwide phenomenon, nothing much we can do about it”.&lt;br /&gt;To the government of the Philippines, you can not act oblivious about the countries in the gulf (because you are sending most of your workers to this region), all their life, since from the get-go of the written history they have been experiencing a climate way far worst than the el-niño the Filipinos are whining now but they don’t have issues of water, supply of water may it be a drinking water or a water to make their large scale golf courses even greener has never been an issues. Whole year round the gulf countries is exposed to draught even worst than the Philippines ever experienced but they never felt the downsides of it, there are even stations offering a free drinking water which are up for grab and full the roads island with lush grasses and trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send some government representatives to NAIA to conduct interviews with the “balikbayan” returnees from the middle east, they will testify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As master of excuses you make another one “because they are rich and the Philippines is poor”, well, there is no poor enough government not to make the water available to the citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not lay down here any solution because the government knew it already more than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Filipino people don’t deserve to feel miserable over this water issues. Filipinos are like a destitute fishes in the middle of the ocean having a misery swimming for their lives while the people in the gulf is like a lucky fishes swimming happily in the middle of the desert indulging every bit of dust under a raging sun. This is very hard to process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the arab people enjoying their abundance in oil and so must the Filipino feel the richness in water, but it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all because, well, I understand that I have a responsibility as individual but the greater magnitude of the problem is upon the shoulder of the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the past, present and future governments of the Philippines, “El-Ninyo ang mukha nyo” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-761341758832963942?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/761341758832963942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/el-ninyo-ang-mukha-nyo-el-nino-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/761341758832963942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/761341758832963942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/el-ninyo-ang-mukha-nyo-el-nino-your.html' title='El-Ninyo ang mukha nyo - El-niño your face'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S4I5dYyb1tI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qLaMIekJEBI/s72-c/3876822829_454c738d3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-8931686690243338205</id><published>2010-02-14T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:08:09.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirated Expressions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S3evWRbIekI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QT2CmJUJEcQ/s1600-h/203437970_5a5e5eb13e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438007872242350658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S3evWRbIekI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QT2CmJUJEcQ/s400/203437970_5a5e5eb13e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what! Who own and can claim that it is his original? Does anyone ever get it copyrighted and patented under his name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might one say that your way of expressing your passion of love is outdated, old school, very typical and copycat, don’t care for your heart only knows the sense of originality, nothing can be compared to the authenticity, uniqueness and peculiarity of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel ashamed if you want to spend your valentine with your beau at the sidewalk indulging those exotic out of this world street food while gasping those smoke belched by the beaten up taxis and not worrying of the chance that might get nabbed as long as you are enjoying and making the best of the moment and sharing the laugh while biting that rubber barbecue “isaw”(chicken intestine) and the “adidas” (chicken foot). That’s making everything worth engaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A romantic candle lit dinner at the top floor restaurant of the 7 star hotel enjoying the panoramic view of every surrounding, with the arranged live musical exclusive just for the two of you playing the timeless favorite. What an epic night to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the two of you decided to play catch me if you can at the rice fields. Surrendering your unprotected feet to the muddy paddies but every step you made is worth a crispy crazy laugh. When you get a little weary you set down on the ground only a piece of very old “banig” (mat) separating you from the dirt and shared a very modest meal; some “tuyo” (dried fish), “sunog na kanin” (burnt cooked rice) and a home made juice fresh “buko” (coconut) juice. Very country style that one will surely miss forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a private room; may it be in a beach front resort you hear the waves unremittingly kiss the ever ready shore, in a hotel (whatever star that there is) that only the paintings and the occasion decorations shared the room with the two of you, in the “bahay-kubo” (nipa hut) you fill this time sharing the oneness with the simplicity of nature. Perhaps it is limited and walled space, but more than enough for just the two of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None conventional; in a war or in the middle of tragedy you selflessly dedicated your life for others. This is the highest form of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, others might already done it or you think it is something that you call “all you”, what matters is your heart, it defines no boundaries between original and pirated.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-8931686690243338205?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8931686690243338205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/pirated-expressions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8931686690243338205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8931686690243338205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/pirated-expressions.html' title='Pirated Expressions?'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S3evWRbIekI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QT2CmJUJEcQ/s72-c/203437970_5a5e5eb13e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-5170974007260780080</id><published>2010-02-08T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T04:57:19.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculous Questions, Ludicrous Answers and Obnoxious Actions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S3AKIGLd94I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zTL_obN0klk/s1600-h/New+Picture+(14).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435855884450133890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S3AKIGLd94I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zTL_obN0klk/s400/New+Picture+(14).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions&lt;br /&gt;1. “Is this fresh?” - on the fish market it is a running question from the costumers, of course &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do you expect the salesman to tell you, “no its not, its very stale, please have mercy on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me, please I am begging you to buy these stinky fishes”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “Are you going to buy now?” – at the shop you are being inquisitive and bargaining&lt;br /&gt;for the price and the salesman abruptly asked you “are you buying now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “Where is he?” – all day its just the two of you been together and suddenly he&lt;br /&gt;would ask “where is Simon?”, like attaching with him would make you a&lt;br /&gt;foreteller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers&lt;br /&gt;1. “Talking to you!” – when someone on the other line and you asked “what are you doing"&lt;br /&gt;and you got that answer, only if you can electronically spit a mouthful of saliva on his face or had your fist travel on the cable to his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “There!” (with matching pointing of lips) – down the road and you are lost, asked for a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;direction and he reply that way as if you are invading his privacy or you are about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to kidnap him for a ransom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “What’s good with the morning?” – for god sake if you cannot answer it just be mum&lt;br /&gt;to your self, or if you’re morning is terrible don’t make others’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actions&lt;br /&gt;1. Counting the withdrawn money from the ATM right after and right in front of the machine –&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes it is all your right because that is your very own money but maybe you are inconsiderate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough knowing that there is a long line up behind you and what were you thinking that if the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;amount is short you can talk, argue and fight with the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Looking up in the sky – when you are talking to someone and he is not looking through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;your eyes but searching the farthest stars in the universe in the middle of daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Standing the way – why would someone in his good thinking would stand in the doorway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-5170974007260780080?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5170974007260780080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/ridiculous-questions-ludicrous-answers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5170974007260780080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5170974007260780080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/ridiculous-questions-ludicrous-answers.html' title='Ridiculous Questions, Ludicrous Answers and Obnoxious Actions'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S3AKIGLd94I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zTL_obN0klk/s72-c/New+Picture+(14).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3064566829288612882</id><published>2010-02-04T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T04:59:40.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is happening to the Philippine Senate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S2rEr4R1_EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xiEvhl-j9qA/s1600-h/383476178_8fe0f5e767a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434372158496570434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S2rEr4R1_EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xiEvhl-j9qA/s400/383476178_8fe0f5e767a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This government branch has never been effective to stand and uphold to its purpose and meaning. To describe its task in a very simple definition that everybody could understand and for me not to stress and strain my brain; the Senate (Congress) is just to make a law, that’s it, no other else, that is why they call themselves the legislator, to legislate. This is one of the 3 duties that supposed to make the government a working government. There, is the balance because the tasks is relegated to the trinity of the government, none has the monopoly of the jobs. There is no such thing as “check and balance” but only “balance”, they are buffoon themselves added this word “check” to give way their vicious primitive attitude of being nosey. Perform well your duty and do the checking only to your own concerned; self-checking. How can you afford a nerve having an eye to someone else if you are a complete failure to your assignment? When you are assigned to any task either it is a no-brainer or something complicated than your life, you have to get it done but to get involved in anyone’s identified job not being asked is not in the manual of your to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;When these revered senators are just but a mess in their works is something not a shocking because crystal clear they are not fit for such undertaking. They made their way to the seats because of the flaws in the constitution that you must be 35 year old and able to read and write. Funny that millions of Filipinos out there who are at the age of 35, not only could write and read but with doctoral degree couldn’t land a job because even a fastfood chain wouldn’t accept them. Oh! This may be the solution to the chronic unemployment problem of the Philippines, let’s count the numbers of population who falls on that category; anyone who is 35 years of age, know how to write and read is by without saying already a “Senator”, unemployment solved. Now lets construct a very huge structure that could house a millions seats for these millions senators. LOL! Isn’t it great when you reach 35, just be sure accomplish your ABC, automatic you are a senator receiving a pork barrel yearly of 200 million pesos or 4.5 million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Another loophole to the constitution that shoot up some individual to the senate; if you are 18 year old and could write and read you can vote. These is where chaos started, what if I am 18, perfected the alphabet, that doesn’t made me expert in filtering information from all sides especially if my stomach is troubling me, I will not bother to listen and heft those substantial and nonsense talking of politicos, it will be easier for me to decide and choose someone who will give me a sardines or eat with me barehanded or walking with me on a muddy rice paddies or hand me over a pittance amount of pesos enough to survive three meals or enjoyed my eyes with dancing of some celebrity . Their pretensions and make believe is deceiving at the moment when brain is not working because it is being ostracized by my starving stomach, tempting to trade knowing that it is the only benefit being an 18 year old in every three or six years or during the election time, it is o.k. than nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Those are all the main reason why most of them don’t want to change the constitution because they knew by keeping that way it is now they can still use the power of deceiving and taking advantage. Deceiving is a lot facile than perceiving. The constitution now is pro-politicos than pro-citizen, after all the politicians crafted the constitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the title “What is happening to the Philippine Senate”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their favorite pastime is to put blame on the president for the sake of check and balance. But zero accomplishments that would empower all the citizens especially the well-being of the needy people. They just won’t get enough; they would do it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dip to the sauce of others just to be part of the media frenzy. They dragged the name of the higher chamber to the lowest of the lowest; how could they afford to spend budget and time of the people just to be part of the so-called investigation of someone’s sex scandal when this higher institution could choose not to even bother about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Senator is on the run, right now he is out of the country trying to get away from the law of the Philippines. When this particular law maker was making his own shallow expose and moro-moro investigation, he was so furious and ballistic if none of his invited shown up. He even threatened them for contempt. Now he is an actor in his own satire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appalling news; another senator who is not even allowed to participate in the sessions because he is still in prison for the rebellion case is one of the most spenders among the legislator. Last 2008 he spent P17,280,709.79, making him on the top four spenders, how could a detained could use such amount, sitting in the prison all I know doesn’t require a single peso. He is so crass to criticize the president about the corruption when he is actually worst and he has an unexplained wealth like cars and house while he was still a Navy Lieutenant. Damn and shame to the Filipinos who voted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3064566829288612882?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3064566829288612882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-happening-to-philippine-senate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3064566829288612882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3064566829288612882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-happening-to-philippine-senate.html' title='What is happening to the Philippine Senate?'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S2rEr4R1_EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xiEvhl-j9qA/s72-c/383476178_8fe0f5e767a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-5154510057743779834</id><published>2010-01-24T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:19:38.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Along To Get Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S1wCkiPknQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VCJeIiPvr7o/s1600-h/2923781255_a11f14f444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430218077392641282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S1wCkiPknQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VCJeIiPvr7o/s400/2923781255_a11f14f444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we are no better than a dead fish drifting and bobbling in the current of the sea, no ideas where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among friends and colleagues you don’t start the satire picking on someone else but you partake the laughing doesn’t want to offer any comments playing safe but as the fun stirs up you joined them throwing insulting words because you are afraid enough that the table might turn around you and be fun off this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be in the hip, you would do about anything although it might cause you a half of your life. You are fully aware that it is totally not of a necessity but always eaten by fear of what others might think of you, you made a clearly impractical irrational decision that cost you a fortune. Yes you are now in the loop and look very happy but deep down you knew it’s all crap and shallowness that will never ever make you happier and more of a human being but rather made you surely less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in the corporate world. Worth commendable that you strived hard, shed sweat, blood and tears to make your way up there. In this predefined world that you are into now where you have to act according to its given definition only to find out that it is not exactly of what you had expected. You were expecting a broader horizon a field of endless kicking but rather a world of expectations to live up and a world full of sleuthing and goggling judgmental eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t know how to say “yes or no”, the reasons that you don’t want to disappoint or hurt others feelings is most of the time is such a lame excuse and not a valid reasons at all to grant any manipulative favors and requests. “I don’t want to hurt your feeling” is just a euphemistic way of “I don’t want you to not like me”. Most people are always afraid of being not liked by others, made them not to stand on their feet, enough not to listen to their guts. Always thinking of what others might say to you. Every move is being conscious to become popular to others, doing some candy coating, servicing favors that beyond your will. All these actions that causes to loosing your own identity and self respect just because of what they are thinking towards you. As if you were created to please everybody but in fact (just to bop-bop reminding your head) you are clearly not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fight, heated altercation or trouble that you dragged yourself against your will, you wanted to dodge and literally run way because you don’t want of aggravating the situation, maybe which is a good decision but not great. When you are not causing harm to someone and he is deliberately trying to intimidate you for no reason at all just to feed his vicious tripping always assert yourself, of course not in an aggressive way but if it won’t work and you think he would bring it up to another level be ready for it. Maybe it is time for you to introduce some lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes going along to get along is only an option if you think that for that particular chance everything will be easier and getting rid of complications, but make sure you do it only sometimes not most of the times and it will be of good service to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going along to get along is as well as dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-5154510057743779834?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5154510057743779834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-along-to-get-along.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5154510057743779834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5154510057743779834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-along-to-get-along.html' title='Going Along To Get Along'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S1wCkiPknQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VCJeIiPvr7o/s72-c/2923781255_a11f14f444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3339521958894688555</id><published>2010-01-20T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T04:23:06.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agree to Disagree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S1b1nqHBgYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PVEOGalsjuE/s1600-h/1926341932_795a87570bx.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428796462509162882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S1b1nqHBgYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PVEOGalsjuE/s400/1926341932_795a87570bx.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many years have gone by and the humanity still struggling how to be united, this endeavor is everybody wishes every time being asked that it sounds so irritating to the ears, or many times one is embarrassed to tell others that this is what he wanted, its like answering to the question “what is your birthday wish and you want world peace and yet you cannot reply blatantly because it sounded too cliché”. Very hard to understand that everybody is set for a common like but always found each other in an opposite direction ended up always in fighting. The world is plagued with human made disasters, wasting lives and making the environment not so conducive anymore for living, no matter how far the science and technology will bring the humankind of finding an earth like planet in the abysmal of the universe to expand its territorial still not enough, even if the God will provide a douverse or triverse for an unlimited space adventure just to give consent to the spoiled bratness, this is still a meager to man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that the universe is full of galaxical disagreements. The universe came to big-bang because of the elements within that cannot be contain and that was the most powerful disagreement ever happened and hitherto that is still exponentially occurring. The universe is a marvelous graphical photograph of the greatest disagreement one could ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the context of talking about oneself, within you there is always an opposing relativity. Your two arms has always been swinging in opposite direction, your feet always step one after the other, how convenient your life would be if you force yourself to walk having your arms and legs to move parallel to each other. Your set of teeth is grinding in a very opposing way, I wonder if you could chew a marshmallow setting your teeth to bite both in sideways or downward. Your very thinking, ideas, the guts and feeling they always offer an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from your self, to something bigger than your life and going out in the universe every space is filled with disagreements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we can do is to agree to this encompassing disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree to disagree and life is set on course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3339521958894688555?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3339521958894688555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/agree-to-disagree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3339521958894688555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3339521958894688555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/agree-to-disagree.html' title='Agree to Disagree'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S1b1nqHBgYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PVEOGalsjuE/s72-c/1926341932_795a87570bx.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-2544036307976489277</id><published>2010-01-04T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:28:29.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S0HQ8F70HsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BW_dnRqwIdQ/s1600-h/2558158691_af84f7b60f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422845157134573250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S0HQ8F70HsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BW_dnRqwIdQ/s400/2558158691_af84f7b60f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s a fresh new year, thinking to invest your money. We can talk about “gold”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one of the oldest civilization in recorded history, gold was being used as ornamental and decorative and eventually has evolved to the modern time as the standard of exchange for worldwide trade and commerce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the gold valued since 1945.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The benchmark is one US dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you bought a gold way back 1945 at a price of one dollar it stayed the same until the year of 1967. When you are thinking that time of gold as an investment, apparently your money stayed dormant for more than two decades, maybe because the world was just starting to recover from the war that made the people’s interest in it to put aside. But in 1968 your one dollar becomes $1.1217, $1.1186 by 1969, down to $1.0403 in 1970.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table Illustration:&lt;br /&gt;1945 to 1967 ---------------------------------- US$1&lt;br /&gt;1968 ---------------------------------- US$1.1217 (up by 10.85%)&lt;br /&gt;1969 ---------------------------------- US$1.186 (up by 5.42% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1970 ---------------------------------- US$1.0403 (down by 14% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1971 ---------------------------------- US$1.1786 (up by 11.73% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1972 ---------------------------------- US$1.6743 (up by 29.60% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1973 ---------------------------------- US$2.7946 (up by 40.09% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1974 ---------------------------------- US$4.564 (up by 38.77% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1975 ---------------------------------- US$4.614 (up by 1.08% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1976 ---------------------------------- US$3.5806 (down by 28.86% from previous year,)&lt;br /&gt;1977 ---------------------------------- US$4.2374 (up by 15.50% from previous year,)&lt;br /&gt;1978 ---------------------------------- US$5.53 (up by 23.37% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1979 ---------------------------------- US$8.7857 (up by 37.06% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;1980 ---------------------------------- US$17.5017 (up by 49.80%)&lt;br /&gt;1981 ---------------------------------- US$13.1326 (down by 33.27%)&lt;br /&gt;1982 ---------------------------------- US$10.7403 (down by 22.27%)&lt;br /&gt;1983 ---------------------------------- US$12.1143 (up by 11.34%)&lt;br /&gt;1984 ---------------------------------- US$10.3046 (down by 17.56%)&lt;br /&gt;1985 ---------------------------------- US$9.076 (down by 13.54%)&lt;br /&gt;1986 ---------------------------------- US$10.5211 (up by 13.73%)&lt;br /&gt;1987 ---------------------------------- US$12.7986 (up by 17.79%)&lt;br /&gt;1988 ---------------------------------- US$12.5231 (down by 2.20%)&lt;br /&gt;1989 ---------------------------------- US$10.9309 (down by 14.57%)&lt;br /&gt;1990 ---------------------------------- US$10.998 (down by 00.61%)&lt;br /&gt;1991 ---------------------------------- US$10.3797 (down by 5.96%)&lt;br /&gt;1992 ---------------------------------- US$9.8563 (down by 5.31%)&lt;br /&gt;1993 ---------------------------------- US$10.3117 (up by 4.42%)&lt;br /&gt;1994 ---------------------------------- US$11.012 (up by 6.79%)&lt;br /&gt;1995 ---------------------------------- US$11.0143 (up by 0.02%)&lt;br /&gt;1996 ---------------------------------- US$11.1169 (up by 0.92%)&lt;br /&gt;1997 ---------------------------------- US$9.4969 (down by 17.06%)&lt;br /&gt;1998 ---------------------------------- US$8.4354 (down by 12.58%)&lt;br /&gt;1999 ---------------------------------- US$7.9974 (down by 5.48%)&lt;br /&gt;2000 ---------------------------------- US$8.0029 (up by 00.06%)&lt;br /&gt;2001 ---------------------------------- US$7.7777 (down by 2.89%)&lt;br /&gt;2002 ---------------------------------- US$8.8951 (up by 12.56%)&lt;br /&gt;2003 ---------------------------------- US$10.4229 (up by 14.66%)&lt;br /&gt;2004 ---------------------------------- US$11.7291 (up by 11.14%)&lt;br /&gt;2005 ---------------------------------- US$12.7429 (up by 7.96%)&lt;br /&gt;2006 ---------------------------------- US$17.3143 (up by 26.40%)&lt;br /&gt;2007 ---------------------------------- US$19.9714 (up by 13.30%)&lt;br /&gt;2008 ---------------------------------- US$25.7143 (up by 22.33% from previous year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We compare the illustration to the 10 year investment plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your one dollar investment in 1945 slept until 1955, didn’t get up and continued to the year 1965. In 1975 it becomes 4.614$ which is a 461.4% increase from one dollar. After 10 years again by 1985 the gold was only 9.076$ which is lower of 907.6% but in the middle of this decade by 1980 the gold was a record high at 17.5007$ posting a jump of 1750.07%. In 1995 it’s a little lower as compared 10 years ago, at 1101.43% making the gold in 11.0143$. Came 2005 the gold went up a little to 12.7429$ with a percentage increase from one dollar of 1274.29%. 2008 is the all time high in the modern history of gold, the valuable stone shoot up to 25.7143$ equivalent to 2571.43% from a dollar. The preceding two years 2007 and 2007 were also another set of record high its like making way for 2008 blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you purchased your gold in 2001, you got a triple price of it in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;You have gold worth three million dollar way back 1968, after four decades (the year of 2008), it is worth a price of 26 folds and your three million becomes now more than a hundred million dollars including its history value. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-2544036307976489277?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2544036307976489277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2544036307976489277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2544036307976489277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/gold.html' title='Gold'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/S0HQ8F70HsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BW_dnRqwIdQ/s72-c/2558158691_af84f7b60f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-7723578838385774978</id><published>2010-01-01T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:57:52.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sz5huf-ePzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SrHL65xDtno/s1600-h/2009.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421878452886060850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sz5huf-ePzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SrHL65xDtno/s400/2009.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still one day before 2009 bid goodbye to us and 2010 bang hello.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to get the keypad clicked and pressed again for this very last day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to myself&lt;br /&gt;I was very courageous, rational and emotional to come up a decision of leaving my job when the world was in a pastime retrenching workers, when everybody would go beyond their ability to keep a hold to their jobs. (Maybe I am half telling the truth when I said “courageous” to let go of my old job if there would have been no place I could fit in. I really did it because I knew there was a new one waiting for me. To be fair with my previous company, I have nothing against them and we were in good terms. They will always be a part my life’s history that is worth telling for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to my wife&lt;br /&gt;Still I am who loved her very much; just maybe she won’t feel the intensity how it radiates and that is because of my imperfection and flaws. I am pretty sure to myself (more than I want to assure her or anybody) that in morning I get up she is the one I choose to be with and end the day to share with. If others bragging that their getting enough attention from their better half, I say that I am always will always be proud to assert that I dearly loved her and go the distance for her. That is all that there is.&lt;br /&gt;Just too bad right now that we are an ocean apart, so I guess I have to spend the welcoming of New Year in my solitary, poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to my family&lt;br /&gt;It always has been me what I was to my family as they are to me only I am bigger, responsible and wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to my colleagues and friends&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a perfect and ideal year for all of us but it was all because of the nature of getting along. Maybe still a fledgling interaction among the involved and surely it will grow to the benefits of everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to my new Boss and Company&lt;br /&gt;How darn numb I am if I wouldn’t be grateful given a very elusive opportunity to work with such a wonderful Boss and Company. A boss who is willing to go beyond of what a boss is in a very positive way. A boss who sees you which is a very significant and dynamic ingredient to whatever relationship you are into; if “Yes” is the answer to the question “Do You see me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to the world&lt;br /&gt;Yes, maybe I was such a whiner of what is going on around, to the happenings bigger than my life. 2009 was a tough year for all of us and to the world. The worldwide shaking economic crunch, disasters and conflicts, the worsening environmental problem which is remain unsolved during the very recent United Nations talk that completely failed because no one knows among the leaders what the meaning of compromise is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to my health&lt;br /&gt;I was in a very excellent shape, so consistent in burning off around 1500 calories, doing it five days a week. I always have a time to hit the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to my money&lt;br /&gt;I was thankful that despite of economic tightening everywhere, it was not that tough on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009 to my future babies&lt;br /&gt;That is not 2009 anymore, that would be 2010 and beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everybody let us welcome the New Year with a positive outlook.&lt;br /&gt;A promising 2010 to all of us. Let us claim the health, the money and time.&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-7723578838385774978?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7723578838385774978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7723578838385774978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7723578838385774978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-2009.html' title='My 2009'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sz5huf-ePzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SrHL65xDtno/s72-c/2009.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3861027847820666603</id><published>2009-12-29T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:45:46.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball to Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Szndz-nfBBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/a3xTTH0ZUlM/s1600-h/New+Picture+(9).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420607511568778258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Szndz-nfBBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/a3xTTH0ZUlM/s400/New+Picture+(9).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Philippine is 53rd in the International Basketball Federation world ranking and on top among the Southeast Asian nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Samahang Basketbol ng Pilipinas (Philippine Basketball Association) director so up-beat to consider it as the major leap for the Philippines, oh yes, because it used to be 63rd. Ha! Ha! Ha! So funny and desperate! It is like having a waistline of 42 inches and after a lazy exercise down to 41.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Philippine was so good in basketball it was when the rest of the world (especially Asia) was not playing the game except for US and Europe. Still top in Southeast Asia, of course, because the Filipinos play more time than the rest of Malay race and they are of the same built. When the Middle East Countries started (just recently) and get used to this sport they dominate the game in Asia, this is because they are bigger. China and India performed well because of their bigger population where they can choose numbers of taller player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time for the Filipinos to realize that basketball (of course it is for everybody, but in the sense of competing internationally) is the game for taller people, unless there are divisions for this game like boxing. Basketball is clear example of colonial mentality in the Philippines. Over the century the Filipinos has been looking up to the Americans as the big brother. As a toddler you always wanted to play the game of your big brothers and sisters but when you grow sometimes you get interested in another sport from the one you watch to your older siblings when you reach their age. But seems the Filipinos don’t want to grow up and want to stay as a toddler by not weaning from this sport and so happy to stay as small brother with a mind setting that there is a big brother forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a sense when the mothers say “hey young man that is for a big boy only”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about football. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3861027847820666603?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3861027847820666603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/basketball-to-football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3861027847820666603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3861027847820666603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/basketball-to-football.html' title='Basketball to Football'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Szndz-nfBBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/a3xTTH0ZUlM/s72-c/New+Picture+(9).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-7241940107874759366</id><published>2009-12-21T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:15:32.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience Is The Best Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sy9Ku3Yr24I/AAAAAAAAAEg/FfYbk-MWLCo/s1600-h/3399490662_6f610d6779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417631045751921538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sy9Ku3Yr24I/AAAAAAAAAEg/FfYbk-MWLCo/s400/3399490662_6f610d6779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you chose to be a Hermit, or stayed all your life in the forest, will you be experienced enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you received a doctorate from a leading university or attain whatever highest accolade the education could give you as a pin-up, are you experienced enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are working in very big company for quite sometimes, are you experienced enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been all over the world doing goodwill, are you experienced enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience does count with the age? The older you get the more experience you are? Why the youngers always drove themselves to the pit because of the misleading from the olders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have all those, does it makes you better than everybody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is experience measured up of how far can you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To choose not to experience, is it an experience in itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the very experienced grown man insulted a younger one, is it because of his experience?&lt;br /&gt;What if the young man give an “F” word to an old man, is it because of his being inexperienced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, experience doesn’t make as special and different from others but makes us all totally all the same. Because no matter how experienced or inexperience you are, we are all can “try”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replace the word “experience” with “try” or “prove” since these are the meanings from then the Latin word “experientia”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about “experience”. – Life is all about “trying” or “proving”. It turns out when you have a bad “experience” you have a bad “try”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to “experience” that. – I want to “try” that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Experience” is the best teacher. – “Try” is the best teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice “experience”. – Nice “try”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have “experience”. – Do you have “try”. Silly, because you are being asked of something that you are about to do. It is like describing a movie you have not seen yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Try and try until you succeed”. – “Experience and experience until you succeed”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are experienced enough, be frightened because you are about to miss the greater journey of your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “trying or experience” is not all the number of years but it is how you become and evolve in between of those trial after trial. No wonder you will meet an old man acting like a child and a child acting like a grown up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-7241940107874759366?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7241940107874759366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/experience-is-best-teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7241940107874759366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7241940107874759366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/experience-is-best-teacher.html' title='Experience Is The Best Teacher'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sy9Ku3Yr24I/AAAAAAAAAEg/FfYbk-MWLCo/s72-c/3399490662_6f610d6779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-6551453383282161592</id><published>2009-12-15T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:29:21.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipinos’ Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SyeEKuGoyKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-Vq_YC5ofXQ/s1600-h/2739702113_6b842bef6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415442396645738658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SyeEKuGoyKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-Vq_YC5ofXQ/s400/2739702113_6b842bef6f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Philippines will fight to the mighty China (aware that it is a no-match fight in every aspect in the field of warfare) till the last drop of the blood just defending the Spratly islands.&lt;br /&gt;The Philippines will not bend its knee to the US for halting the trade relations between&lt;br /&gt;the two countries for the Filipinos could get by without it.&lt;br /&gt;The Philippines will not bend its knee either to the Gulf oil exporting countries at the time this oil rich nations stop supplying their energy or banning them to work overseas because the Filipinos will surely survived without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe Manny Pacquiao (the current world’s greatest boxer and the Philippine pride) will be willing to get in the match with no pecuniary return just to convince the rice exporter to provide rice for the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Philippines will surely walk in its knee unshielded to lick the farmers muddy boots of the rice exporting countries like Thailand and Vietnam just to buy their rice even at a gold price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In its divisiveness, bickering and massacring among themselves will put to an end and all will be united to be ready to beg and be a slave to these nations in the name of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government of the Philippines is spending 2 billion dollars for its rice import every year. Just lately the price of rice in international market shoots up because it has something to do solely with the Philippine demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst nightmare the Filipinos wouldn’t sleep off is if these rice exporting nations stop (for whatever reasons or even just a feeling of doing so) selling their grains to the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just a silly thought)Thailand, China, Vietnam and other exporter could connive a mockery by stopping their supply of rice to the Philippines and make fun asking the Filipinos to kiss their body part where the sun doesn’t shine just to let them buy the rice. It just a matter of life over pride and clearly the latter will be put aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rice rich nations can threaten the Philippines economically and put the country in chaos just by hoarding rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good idea as well for the Somalian pirates to reposition their operation somewhere in China Sea and Pacific ocean where they can hijack the vessels going to the Philippines carrying the millions of tons of rice and force the government to put a ransom for it. The government will answer right away while rattling the demands in millions of dollars. What a sure and lucrative business for the pirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is maybe way far from reality, but this nightmare will haunt the Philippines forever if every Filipino and the government will not immunize itself from this chronic weakness and vulnerability for the Achilles heel of the Filipinos is that very small grain called rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hundred percent this nightmare won’t happen if the Filipinos will wean off from eating rice. Like in the case of US, the facts that they yield far less rice than the Philippines harvests they can still export because most of them practically don’t eat rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the rice is not only the source of calories. But I don’t think Filipinos will keep off kicking without rice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-6551453383282161592?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6551453383282161592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/filipinos-nightmare.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/6551453383282161592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/6551453383282161592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/filipinos-nightmare.html' title='Filipinos’ Nightmare'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SyeEKuGoyKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-Vq_YC5ofXQ/s72-c/2739702113_6b842bef6f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-8067484627955687118</id><published>2009-12-13T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:37:48.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SySn1dNdyzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/o1HLMIqjqqQ/s1600-h/3893049424_da55f9e88c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414637188822190898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SySn1dNdyzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/o1HLMIqjqqQ/s400/3893049424_da55f9e88c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only one of ten Filipinos aware that the 25th SEA Games is kicking on its 5th day in Vientiane, Laos. The more they wouldn’t care as the Philippine team is loosing breath in every game. Who cares? Nobody knew it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The television networks in the Philippine don’t give a darn care to turn their cameras even a snap because they are so busy with the Maguindano Massacre. Have you ever heard of who is the first gold medalist from the Philippine team but you ask the toddler who is Ampatuan and you will get a very quick answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippine sports authority which is from the get-go doesn’t have a care with the Filipinos athletes but to bicker among themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for the 9 Filipinos who have not yet heard the latest about the 25th SEA Games, this is for you.&lt;br /&gt;As of Sunday December 13 on the 5th day of the biennial game, the Philippines sadly stand at 7th place with only 8 golds compared to 22 of Thailand at number one spot while Vietnam, Singapore, Malaysia, Indonesia and Laos got 21, 19, 16, 13, 10 of golds respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-8067484627955687118?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8067484627955687118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/dying-philippines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8067484627955687118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8067484627955687118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/dying-philippines.html' title='Dying Philippines'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SySn1dNdyzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/o1HLMIqjqqQ/s72-c/3893049424_da55f9e88c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-9001772849587294297</id><published>2009-12-07T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:52:54.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Person We Should be Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sx3_HCu-tYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WkZweOmaGrc/s1600-h/New+Picture+(6).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412762823627289986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sx3_HCu-tYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WkZweOmaGrc/s400/New+Picture+(6).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time they are disregarded, sometime mistreated and abused, exposed to discrimination and the least who received appreciation and acknowledgement, yet they are the one who make our lives more civil, productive and easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Housemaid, Maid, Househelp, Domestic Helper (we called them many names sometime naming to put them down)&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you are who rely on their hands you must be grateful for you can sit down on the couch all day while eating an oily fried potato and you are so crass yelling just to hand over the remote control, for you can keep your dearly hands off the messy stuffs and chores. You did not get calluses because they are the one who carried those heavy plastic bags full of craps from the grocery store. When you want to play dead from sunset to sundown on your bed of roses just fine because they are the one who get up from four o’clock early in the morning and get busy with everything just to ensure that when you decide to out from hibernation all is done and ready thus you are not in the mood enough to take notice of his/her render. Finally this time you allowed them to use the phone only because you are avoiding calls to put them on the harsh words of your equally hypocrite friend when in the first place it should have been you catching those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Delivery Boy&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you came from for no substantial reason at all, you get home so late that you don’t have enough time to prepare your dinner. Leave it to your thumb pressing those hotline numbers; in just a matter of minutes here he comes with your order. Pizza and chicken variety you get it in a snap, I just don’t know if it is your starvation made you numb to thank at least the delivery boy, or the pizza box is so huge that you don’t see him. Sometimes that is fine to see him invisible than to defame his personality as if it has something to do with his job. When he is late a few minutes don’t be such an attitude guy like he owe you the world, try to be considerate that he did his best to reach you in or on time despite of those terrible traffic and other possible reasons. Next time just say thank you or learn to give a tip. Don’t be such a cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Janitor, The Road Sweeper&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care and you are a big time irresponsible of dumping garbage everywhere. From the smallest peripheral of your office desk, you deliberately don’t keep them kempt and worst on the road you scattered rubbish like you are planting something that sometimes you can harvest it back. You are such a lucky guy because someone is trailing your trace to erase them clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Office Boy&lt;br /&gt;You just love sitting on that comfy swiveling leather high backrest chair. Don’t you? Just a very simple office chore of photocopying, doing a facsimile or get water from your pantry, you get it all done by your office boy. Not only that, after your lunch or your snack you just dump the dishes on the sink and run away thinking from your limited brain that it is the job of an office boy. For God sake if you cannot wash that cup after your coffee break just please don’t do a coffee break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Driver, The Pilot Boy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe before you get on to your car, pull up your senses and know exactly where are you going and say Hello or Good Morning to him. As his passenger don’t be too noisy because you are such an annoyance to his driving. Be respectable enough to give directions and instructions.&lt;br /&gt;You can take a nap on your way to wherever while he is all eyes to make sure you will get to your destination safe and sound. Honor that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Nanny, Baby Sitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They take care of your ridiculously funny rambunctious toddler at the time when you are away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Care Giver, Nurse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The job they chose and honor that many won't. They are so much with patience to have you as an uptight patient. So loosen up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are always with us everyday in our lives but we don’t see them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-9001772849587294297?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/9001772849587294297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/person-we-should-be-thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/9001772849587294297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/9001772849587294297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/person-we-should-be-thankful.html' title='Person We Should be Thankful'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sx3_HCu-tYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WkZweOmaGrc/s72-c/New+Picture+(6).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-95466971330694618</id><published>2009-12-06T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:17:34.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Said Love Has to Be Expensive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxyP4hITi3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ew2o-VNduPQ/s1600-h/New+Picture+(5).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412359053321145202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxyP4hITi3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ew2o-VNduPQ/s400/New+Picture+(5).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love should comfort us in the time of rainy season but is the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent economic Dubai crunch alarmed the business society in all parts of the world, but the more worried is the Asians working in the said place that once a proud host of superlative construction. Expatriate workers might gradually return home after years of service in Dubai because of this unexpected economic turn-around but the saddening part of this most of them are not ready yet financially. They could have faced it with less impact if they have been frugal enough to regulate their earnings. One of the workers been interviewed that he may stay for another six months but in a year the company has to let him go and he will be going home with no savings at all, because while he is in the prime of his job he is sending his money to provide for the weddings of his brothers and sisters and lately he is saving some for him as he might plan his own wedding as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the love, the thinking, or the decision making? Re-evaluate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-95466971330694618?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/95466971330694618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-said-love-has-to-be-expensive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/95466971330694618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/95466971330694618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-said-love-has-to-be-expensive.html' title='Who Said Love Has to Be Expensive?'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxyP4hITi3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ew2o-VNduPQ/s72-c/New+Picture+(5).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-1422392486094077793</id><published>2009-12-03T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:50:44.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made in China</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxeqhZ37lQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gV7VhTQAMUE/s1600-h/3673922879_dd765d15a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410980968166823170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxeqhZ37lQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gV7VhTQAMUE/s400/3673922879_dd765d15a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the centuries we are so used to the colored round eyes, colored hair, towering tall, white skin and pointed noise. Dominance in the world is their call. Most of the perks the world can offer are being enjoyed by them. Name it under the sun; the music, movies, fashion, food, armaments, technology and even down to the unwashed second hand underwear distributed to the third world they are swaggering to the world’s face. To the extent that other nationals become ashamed of their own identity, a weakness that push them up higher and took advantage by the dominants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course of time now is changing, here comes the chinky eyes, the no-so-tall and flat nose. To dominate the world is their calling. Everywhere is inundated by their creation, from authentic to something copied, from the smallest household items to their very own made rocket launcher. They put the superlative to a new definition and level. Their presence is very imminent and undeniable. The building up of their power is non-stoppable enough that the western world is threatened but they can do nothing about it but level down the fight in a very early stage using the character assassination through media that all the stuffs coming from this new super power is of low quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should welcome the shifting of the earth’s axis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-1422392486094077793?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1422392486094077793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/made-in-china.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1422392486094077793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1422392486094077793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/made-in-china.html' title='Made in China'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxeqhZ37lQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gV7VhTQAMUE/s72-c/3673922879_dd765d15a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-4768469076505453702</id><published>2009-12-03T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:53:42.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxeXceASwJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ORxVas2GHmg/s1600-h/3775129431_4ab2643ff4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410959992655364242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxeXceASwJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ORxVas2GHmg/s400/3775129431_4ab2643ff4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filipinos are making a mockery against the highest post of the land.&lt;br /&gt;Even before from the get-go, during and after, the Filipinos has been always consistent to ridicule the “seat of the President”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever sake hundred of jokers want to get this position; from the uneducated to the well educated. As if to be a president is just something up for grab in the 24 hours convenience store. The not-so-called-well-informed someone got the guts to file for presidency maybe thinking that it will transform him to somebody when the biggest society’s truth is even the smallest and struggling private company would not risk betting for him. The so-called-well-informed someone who couldn’t accept a party’s decision, or someone who become popular overnight because of someone else’s identity believing he could run the country by hiding at the back of his old man shadow, or the so-called-informed someone who has been in the politics for like a hundred years got bored in his life and just woke up one day from his own nightmare fantasy and run for president.&lt;br /&gt;The Philippine politics run on stage like crazy; here comes a new elected president and everybody so busy clamoring again like a mentally ill crab on the dry land trying to pull him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a joke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-4768469076505453702?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4768469076505453702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/national-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4768469076505453702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4768469076505453702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/national-joke.html' title='National Joke'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SxeXceASwJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ORxVas2GHmg/s72-c/3775129431_4ab2643ff4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-6416795395912717470</id><published>2009-11-11T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:06:21.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Inspiring Individual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SvqaogeNX5I/AAAAAAAAADo/eQ92uaDDQkU/s1600-h/2919328650_04cabdfc44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402800723686416274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SvqaogeNX5I/AAAAAAAAADo/eQ92uaDDQkU/s400/2919328650_04cabdfc44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How good to live life if we are surrounded by people who embodied characteristic/s that push us to go on lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you at least got one of these distinctive in and out attributes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATIENT – people with a tagline “it is O.K”&lt;br /&gt;They, who give second, third and so on chance, believe in the benefit of the doubt, generous to be considerate, endure, persevere, push and wait. They positively see tomorrow a new start. For them failure is that close to winning, pain is just one step to sweetness. If you pick on them, make fun or criticize, they will take it just fine but don’t deliberately push because by their nature as a patient they wanted recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 PACKER ABS – people who said “look at me”&lt;br /&gt;One thing in common they have with the “patient”, they both endure but their trademark is discipline. They defy the trend for the sake of wellness. They serve as a visual aid model. When everybody is lining up for a buy one take hamburger at a fast-food chain they take it for granted. You give them cola; they will drink it on Saturdays. You preferred to be sedentary; they will be kicking all day. They are not the talker, they just won’t talk and brag about of what have they accomplished, but they let you just witness for yourself and judge, they make advantage of “seeing is believing” or “what you see is what you get” and “just do it”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREATIVE – they have been misconstrued as the “crazy” one&lt;br /&gt;Yes, most of the time we call them “nuts”, because what usually they are doing is beyond our comprehension. We must be grateful, because of their craziness; we are living in the world of what is today. They love mind twisting, introduce innovations and they have no room for boredom. Sometimes they want to stay in their solitary but they never been feed up of what they are into. They are the one who is responsible of making our life civil and easier. While we whine, they win. When you are befuddled with the circumstances happening around you, he would just stay calm and in no time everything for him is smoothly sailing. Put him on the hot seat, you will be the one pressured and stressed watching him so composed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILEY – they are the “starter” and “make my day”&lt;br /&gt;It is never ceasing that if you run into someone showing ear to ear smile, you are up for a good start and if it happens at the end of the day it means a nice closing of the very long day you’d been to. They see us as their extension, they are peaceful and they are not for fighting. Working and getting along with these people is as easy and joyful as nibbling a crunchy peanut. The most approachable and dependable human you could get as they are friendly in the truest meaning of friendship. When you made mistake or you fail, they are there for you not to judge but to lift you up. When they are happy, it radiates, the whole room will be filled with positive aura. They share, comfort, reach-out and welcome you that life is glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWERER - they say “I see you”&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever experienced of saying “hi and hello” or “good morning and bye bye” to someone and you hear no response as if you are talking to a wall? They are the people who really make an effort no matter how heavy and complicated an issue succumb them, they would answer back upon hearing those words. It is just innate to them of being a good conversant because they know how to listen. They make sure that when you need someone to talk to. Ignoring someone is not their style. They are always all ears every time someone needs their attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good things about these distinguishing traits are acquirable. These are not inborn. Everybody can get one or all of these qualities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-6416795395912717470?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6416795395912717470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/11/most-inspiring-individual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/6416795395912717470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/6416795395912717470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/11/most-inspiring-individual.html' title='Most Inspiring Individual'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SvqaogeNX5I/AAAAAAAAADo/eQ92uaDDQkU/s72-c/2919328650_04cabdfc44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-7000477966862319846</id><published>2009-10-18T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:29:49.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Stv5QU4dFYI/AAAAAAAAADg/eyJda8dBv0o/s1600-h/mother1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394179037585020290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Stv5QU4dFYI/AAAAAAAAADg/eyJda8dBv0o/s400/mother1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she decided to bear you in her womb, she was fully aware in her heart that she was risking her fragility for the coming nine months. Through out this time she braves the inexplicable physical and emotional changes within her, throwing her off constantly in the situation of being very uncomfortable, at nights she would get up every now and then as she felt irritated, felt cold, hot or none definitive feelings got into her that she couldn’t sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning, she was tormented battling with her warmongering stomach, non-stop throwing up everywhere, as if to take out all the body parts inside her is the right on solution but it is more than impossible to do that because this time you are one of them. How hard it is when she couldn’t eat and bluntly pushed way the food that she cried out and begged for earlier. Many days that she gone like driving around the bend, hates everybody, everything around here and she wouldn’t know how or where to put herself. The long hours of insurmountable suffering when she was in like unending labor to give birth to you. What about the very remarkable moment when she downright first introduced you to the world, it was an astronomical pain she had gone through betting her life to death. But the minute she sees you, she is a picturesque of a woman full of contentment and happiness, with peace, so calm, smiling ear to ear, eyes brimming with tears till its drop, oblivious about all the suffering she long time endured right from the very first joyful day she conceived you to the most rejoicing day she presented you to everybody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her fighting doesn’t end just there; here it comes a new and not easy task, a different and difficult level. She calmed you when you were crying out loud, on top of your lungs with her cuddling warm arm and lift you up to feed you in her welcoming doting motherly breast, this is no easy deed for she would do this all days and nights. When you were crying off the hook and she noticed you in unstable temperature she is stupefied what to do next, she would stay awake the whole evening worriedly and full of love focusing her weary wary eyes over you. Even if you are asleep, she wouldn’t leave your side for she wants to be assured of your safety. She is guarding you that not a single fly will land to the sensitive skin of that little pink bundle of joy. When you are about to start to toddle with your very cute little feet, she is there until you made your very first successful step and it is her who happily claimed that achievement. She is very excited more than anybody to hear as you utter your very first syllable. When you are confident to balance off your two small legs, she is always there to catch you up everytime you fall. That is how you put to test her patience towards you during the earlier year of your life and she did not mind but rather embrace it with all of her heart.&lt;br /&gt;As you continue to grow, she always entertains your stubbornness, your annoying nonsense action and words, she would try to meet your repetitive demands and listen when you don’t. She is ready to war the neighborhood when someone harm you deliberately and she is there to defend you when you made a mistake and be responsible for what you have done.&lt;br /&gt;At a young age, you thought you knew everything, you fight back, talk back and even yell at her but she understands you.&lt;br /&gt;She is now dealing with a rebellious mind, doesn’t want to be advised, controlled and reprimanded which is totally the opposite when you were still lying on your back at the crib and barely lift up your head.&lt;br /&gt;She is dying to worry waiting when you are out there; got home early in the morning and drunk and you are the one gone ballistic being asked.&lt;br /&gt;You step out the door, you had her guidance and yet you purposely break it. She is expecting that you are well taking care of your studies, but you are spending your school allowance on clubbing and bar hopping. Twisting her ideas by giving alibis to give way the vices you hooked into. You have evolved into prodigality as it could get. Seems that you did not get enough breaking her heart with your pity crimes and you are determined to wreck her emotion, you got involved in murdering and drugs. All the hurting, the pain and nights of tears she is enduring is all because of you. Again she is there, with her never ceasing sacrifice and love to you.&lt;br /&gt;Here you are given with another chance after a million of failures because of her unconditional love to you.&lt;br /&gt;Now you told her that you want to build your own family, she is in tears and very happy again that in her mind you will finally appreciate more the meaning of life that she has been through. She helps you to start your own family life; she gives the radiance of her love to your children the way she did to you. She just won’t stop to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is, not as strong and healthy as she was, thinking and talking differently. A woman who was once selflessly took care of you all your life, needs the same from you, the woman who heartily understood and listen to you, waits for you to see her, she who devoted her time to you, asking for your little attention this time but you declined, you disregarded her, you showed her no patience. You just walk past her as if she is invisible. Up until now in her weakening shape she still valued and claimed you but today you felt she is a burden to you.&lt;br /&gt;All this time she has always been very proud of you but you are confining her like a crazy one down the cellar or up at the attic.&lt;br /&gt;It is the perfect time to payback for all the sacrifices she dedicated to you but you have the nerve to blow it off, all she did was to give you a better life the best she could offer but it seems nothing to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she counts the sunsets, the moonshine is not as bright as it was for her, the neighborhood is slowly missing with minds her age and time, down the street is already filled with children whose faces are stranger to her and the only joy she cherished and treasured is you and her grandchildren playfully and noisily fighting with each other.&lt;br /&gt;The day has come for her to say goodbye to you as she already finished her business; she called you out and asked you to hold her hand firmly and the last word she said is your name. Until her very last breath she gave and showed you her never ending love to you.&lt;br /&gt;You burst into tears, down to your knee, fell to her breast, the breast that gave you life. You want to explode to pieces, you felt your nothingness for you have done nothing enough to return back the love she gave you. You realized the time you wasted when she was very right beside you and you did not let her to hear you say the words “I Love You Mom”.&lt;br /&gt;As she peacefully departs and watching you mourning filled with guilt of letting her go just like that, she let you feel “Don’t Be My Child, Just Show To Your Children What I Had Shown You”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the children can not return back the sacrifices our mother invested in us for those are something that can not be equaled because she gives not to take back after but only to give and always to give, but we can always try to appreciate it at the right time and this perfect time is not tomorrow but right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let that love of yours pollute and contaminate your children like what your mother did to you. Mother’s love is the best pollutant we desperately begged for and we can not deny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-7000477966862319846?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7000477966862319846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7000477966862319846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7000477966862319846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/mother.html' title='The Mother'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Stv5QU4dFYI/AAAAAAAAADg/eyJda8dBv0o/s72-c/mother1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-2411424121984741212</id><published>2009-10-15T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T05:55:29.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When The Going Gets Tough It Is Tougher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/StcbKVN5pzI/AAAAAAAAADY/N9m8MY7MWSM/s1600-h/flood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392808943107548978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/StcbKVN5pzI/AAAAAAAAADY/N9m8MY7MWSM/s400/flood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In time of disaster, someone will always come out to make it more disastrous, making an impression of being a messiah, punctually appear in every scene far earlier than everybody else only doing to reprehend and find fault others with his uncontrollable blabbing mouth inundating flood of his word “because”. They, who are so crass, losing their sense of propriety, make themselves available to no avail, in the midst of misery instead of comforting the hurting; they got the nerve to show up disguising as the messenger of hope by their unremitting blaming left and right. While everybody is making themselves incessant busy gathering donations and extending helps to the victims braving the hostility of nature just to reach the isolated places where people battling the minutes of their lives and there they comes so up-beat to blame and despising the diligence of others offering of hands, scrutinizing the intent of others to help, making the list to name names of who is who the suspect behind the sufferings. These are the people who see the heroism in themselves at expense of others; they felt the taste of sweetness while others are in their bitterness, they indulge themselves to the meals prepared by others through blood sweating, reap the up for grab fallen fruits from the dying trees, they are no better from the black crow hovering around and feed from the cadavers that surfaces after the flood settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are numb watching the victims hardly beaten up and use it for their self interest, seeing it as chance where they can uplift themselves out of the vulnerability of the helpless displaced. When they can help pulling up the pieces for others, but rather walk over the last piece and pulverizing it incorrigibly. Putting their very self centered interest when the rest is in topsy-turvy. They are always frightened to step out of their comfort zone and share a piece of it for once in this time of need. They who have more than enough and never been on the line remain the taker, taking almost everything to shove down to their overfilled stomach and just wasting and spoiling the untouched excesses when it could save millions of needy in rebuilding their lives.&lt;br /&gt;The worst about this, they could have just opted to stay off hand and choose oblivious about the happening, be blind to everything (the least of help they could give) but they happily become part of the burdens, like a huge log drifting and hit you while swimming for your life in the roaring flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how badly you were beaten up by whatever calamities come your way, no matter how tragically you were ripped up, lost your modest belongings or lost the persons who very much dear to you, you always try to get up, back to your senses and pull all pieces together again to start a new life like a fledgling bird for a new day has come. Live on again but this time with the reinforced and strengthened awareness that this just a part of life, a story with different executions but all the same, in repetitive ways and of course fraught with villains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps as a victim you can emerge as a victor by accepting, understanding and embracing the facts that there will always be a calamity as you get on with your life, but it is so hard to grasp to your three dimensional being that during this tragedy as you try to pull up yourself, someone is always there to drown you down to death, when you are in dire need of help (you are still lucky being taken for granted) but ended up being used for others selfish interest, taking advantage at the lowest point of your life. Saddening when you cross the thin line between life and death, someone cut off that line wanting you to plunge into the pit of nightmare. It is depressing when you extend your hand to get you out from mire, all you believe be pulled up as they catch your hand but only to steal your wedding ring and let you be eaten up by mud.&lt;br /&gt;They are there just to toughen the tough situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-2411424121984741212?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2411424121984741212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-going-gets-tough-it-is-tougher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2411424121984741212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2411424121984741212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-going-gets-tough-it-is-tougher.html' title='When The Going Gets Tough It Is Tougher'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/StcbKVN5pzI/AAAAAAAAADY/N9m8MY7MWSM/s72-c/flood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-6792553719848899375</id><published>2009-09-27T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T02:37:35.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World’s Greatest Irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SsBT_EM2hyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/M8oRR9SdhlU/s1600-h/bullet+n+food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386397497259624226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SsBT_EM2hyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/M8oRR9SdhlU/s400/bullet+n+food.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New in the news: “The US experiencing bullet shortage”&lt;br /&gt;Very old but still in news: “The world experiencing food shortage”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US is in great demand of bullet ever in its history while the rest of the world is still badly in need of food. Furthermore with this contradiction, the people who has something to do with the ammo has been working around the clock and seven days a week to meet the nation demand, on the other side, the history old lingering epidemic problem of food shortage is not been worked out enough. A lot of people in the US, is in panic to hoard and stock up the supply of slugs, to the extent that some of them said, the price will shoot up as the demand stays in upswing and it will be the most expensive metal even more valuable than gold, when the human ingenuity is more than enough to make the food supply healthy, available and affordable to the poorest. There is a way far bigger market for food than ammunitions, everybody is eating but few holds gun. The US market recorded 9 billion rounds of ammunition demand in one year (from the usual 7 billions a year), do we realized of what is the magnitude it could help feeding the hungry mouth if the remuneration value of this equated to making foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food promotes life, bullets encourage death.&lt;br /&gt;Others struggling to fight for their stomach needs while some queue for a bullet.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if it something really impossible to do, giving food, what about feeding bullets to those who doesn’t have access to it. Why nursing a horse if it so laborious to grow grass when you have the bullet to kill it and ending the problem in a snap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-6792553719848899375?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6792553719848899375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/worlds-greatest-irony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/6792553719848899375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/6792553719848899375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/worlds-greatest-irony.html' title='World’s Greatest Irony'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SsBT_EM2hyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/M8oRR9SdhlU/s72-c/bullet+n+food.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-8066979502131479921</id><published>2009-09-10T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:54:20.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portable World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SqivigHvX5I/AAAAAAAAADI/SuMVkZ58lbc/s1600-h/headphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379742762166869906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SqivigHvX5I/AAAAAAAAADI/SuMVkZ58lbc/s400/headphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make, carry along and move around your own world in the middle of frenzy, chaotic, unfriendly and out of control environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times that we are bombarded with inexplicable despicable mind pounding elements, more than enough that we wanted desperately ourselves to be isolated or evaporate in a snap from the place we are into. Depressing as if there is no other choice that we can do nothing about it but face it head on and ready to be tormented battling alone and vulnerable, not so sure of winning and if there are spoiled spoils at the end for the dying injured victor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are known to not-known individuals, casting themselves away literally from the society they believed is the best approach to keep one’s self intact and pure and maintain a distance from the place that is no longer of any service to one’s truest interest. Somebody would go and live to the forests for months to years bringing nothing but only his self to wean from the way of city life fraught of materially attached judgment. This is one of the tangled reasons why we hear someone took his own life or your friend pop up this idea to his mind, thus we should not judge them because the whole society has been part of the implications why such acts does happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are not those lines so serious? Yes they are actually. I just want to give a background and foreground explanation to the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I will make this lighter, as I intended this story that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than half of your life evolves in your work. The wheel of irony here is; your work is supporting your life as it welcomes your death, that is a fact and you should accept that, that is just the way it is because you have been journeying that path unless you make a detour. The simple analogy; your work gives you the relativity of happiness and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;What about those days when you are experiencing being the flavor (taste that you don’t like) of the days, weeks and months. You just wanted to focus on your job but others won’t allow that. They have their flaming red eye on you anytime ready to laser burn you black or into smoking ashes, their blabby mouth always amplified to talk about you. In the air like there is a disco crystal ball forever rotating up in the ceiling of your office building spreading and filling the ambience with annoying colored innuendos more than enough to blind you and stoop to their foot, subscribing to their attitude as you pop up the lid of agonies long time been bottling up inside you and ending a rambunctious fight with them.&lt;br /&gt;But you do not want to do that as you are the better version of them. You revered yourself a lot by not doing the same. Retaliation is a no-no option to you for doing so you are no different to them. You are better off of doing what you having been doing, not paying attention to such hooligans.&lt;br /&gt;You can do that by injecting your own portable world in your working place; this is isolating yourself from them and announcing as well at the same time as like shouting at the top of your lungs that you are not affected by any nonsense. That you mean purely business not monkeying. And how is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are! On your “Head Set”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That ear piece is really giving you a wonder. Wherever you go it can get you to your isolation, taking you in a private place that everybody acknowledged. With your headphone plugged on your ears they won’t bother talking to you or they learn to ask a permission getting your attention. It is like “Hey, don’t disturb me, I need a room”.&lt;br /&gt;Getting a head set is having your own world anywhere and anytime. Perhaps just a pair of tiny pieces but a virtual world maker, you can create to your own liking. Servicing to your advantage and balancing any work place from a very disservice one. A buffer to your falling emotion, tension absorbing at the time of uneasiness and provides you an unlimited supply of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure that the your “Head Set” is connected from a source. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-8066979502131479921?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8066979502131479921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-in-your-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8066979502131479921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8066979502131479921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-in-your-head.html' title='Portable World'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SqivigHvX5I/AAAAAAAAADI/SuMVkZ58lbc/s72-c/headphone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-8071474306651226834</id><published>2009-09-08T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:28:28.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottled Water: Think Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SqYVpItPEzI/AAAAAAAAADA/FyPjkxXkcxU/s1600-h/bottled+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379010601396671282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SqYVpItPEzI/AAAAAAAAADA/FyPjkxXkcxU/s400/bottled+water.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drinking water in a bottle has never been as effective as you would drink in a glass during major meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are very particular on the quantity of the water intake daily (at least 8 glasses a day as everybody knows, though still scientifically debatable but it is recommended), you would not be drinking water filled in a container with a very small opening if you are in a sit-down restaurant with your noisy friends and colleagues or just by your lonesome, at your house indulging to your very much prepared mouth watering menu for the mealtime or any eating undertaking that you knew would hold you up for a period of time unless you are on the move or there is a necessity of carrying it along with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One glass of water is just so easy to gulp down straight through in a few seconds but not if you do the same in a bottled water.&lt;br /&gt;It requires more physical effort imbibing this extremely vital life source universal solvent from a bottle than from a very plain glass.&lt;br /&gt;You exert more force of your muscle arm to lift up the bottle and aim it to your mouth not because of the weight issue here (FYI glass is heavier than the plastic bottle) but because you have to flex more muscle of your hand, forearm and up to the shoulder just getting to orient point the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;You have to bend more your head backward adding a particular amount of pressure to your neck.&lt;br /&gt;As everyone doing and undeniably experienced by everybody every time you get yourself a bottled water and start drinking it your lips and mouth is not relaxed to welcome that ribbed vent of bottle so you have to flex and adjust gymnastically your lips to fit anchor your mouth to the bottle outlet.&lt;br /&gt;Above all while drinking, this making a change course to your breathing, catching this time an oxygen is not as comfortable anymore because you are using your own air vacuuming the water down to your throat.&lt;br /&gt;The results, you tend to sip up the liquid in staggered time exhausting your involved muscles, making you fed-up indirectly, sending a message to your brain to stop drinking or that mind of yours sets you up just to finish that small amount of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the reasons why we drink less amount of water if we have to get it from a bottled one than from an open glass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-8071474306651226834?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8071474306651226834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/bottled-water-think-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8071474306651226834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8071474306651226834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/bottled-water-think-again.html' title='Bottled Water: Think Again'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SqYVpItPEzI/AAAAAAAAADA/FyPjkxXkcxU/s72-c/bottled+water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-655370776889590619</id><published>2009-09-01T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:53:26.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beliefs Sensitivity but Numbness to Human Rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SpzQrqVgRRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_cXbapAoaik/s1600-h/foot+print.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376401503690966290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SpzQrqVgRRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_cXbapAoaik/s400/foot+print.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The United Nations Human Rights Council underscoring the resolution on banning of defaming religion (Islam in particular).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the Arab world fairing as member of this UN body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The League of Nations seems so inadequate of promoting and implementing the rules to nurture the rights of Human but instead came up to forbidding the public to defame the religion. This is a very complex issue in its nature but as other subject might be dragged into this talk like the freedom of speech will make it further more sensitive and complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking down and picking the topic to be discussed among the many concerns might help to have it spilled out and open this issue to which some nations are reluctant and scared to discuss this in the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor and migration over religion in the arab countries. Again this is such a wide topic because labor and migration is encompassing all over the world not just in the arab side of this globe. But recently the UNCHR is dominated by the representatives coming from this block that make this story befitting to be told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many instances and a high of likelihood would continue that the welfare of laborers and migrants has been disregarded because of regions religious sensibility.&lt;br /&gt;Many of the new born child deprived of their political and social identity because of the nature of being the offspring (the love and lust is not even an issue here) of two different religious beliefs. The child doesn’t have the right to be out of the country and visit his/her maternal or paternal home country until he/she reached the age of 18 and yet he/she is not even welcome politically and socially in the place that literally can be called his/her birthplace. There is an exemption to this case but in terms of what is usually going that is one in a gazillion chances. A migrant mother forced to put her newly born baby on a garbage bin for choosing her own life (maybe an animal survival instinct in a place dominated by animalistic belief) for she might be beheaded of carrying another human within her or put to public humiliation and condemnation and live at the jail with all the hostilities. In defense that this is solely of an individual responsibility maybe yes, but it would have not gotten this far to putting a new born very innocent baby on a trash bin if not for the darn pressure of religious belief. A couple of an opposite sex might be as well ready to stay in a prison just for a having a conversation. The domestic helper working round the clock during religious celebration is just as normal as what the description of normal is. The laborers who are supposed to have a shortened working time during a particular religious observance but end up forgotten contrary to the religions principle of being all the same in the creator’s eye. Numbers of tolerable pity doings as part of human process or just part of differences in the daily life base on innate fluctuating judgment treated as misdemeanor because of religions. And beliefs always come on top compromising the welfare of others.&lt;br /&gt;Criticizing religions should not be banned in the global context when that particular secular belief is hampering the human rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the countries who favored for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algeria, Argentina, Azerbaijan, Bahrain, Bangladesh, Brazil, Cameroon, China, Cuba, Djibouti, Ecuador, Gabon, Ghana, Guatemala, India, Indonesia, Jordan, Malaysia, Mali, Mauritius, Mexico, Morocco, Pakistan, Peru, The Philippines, Russian Federation, Saudi Arabia, Senegal, South Africa, Sri Lanka, Uruguay and Zambia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the countries who against for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada, Czech Republic, Finland, France, Germany, Japan, Netherlands, Poland, Romania, Switzerland, Ukraine and United Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the abstention status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Republic of Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countries who voted for it are those who have more human rights issues.&lt;br /&gt;What an irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-655370776889590619?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/655370776889590619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/beliefs-sensitivity-but-numbness-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/655370776889590619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/655370776889590619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/beliefs-sensitivity-but-numbness-to.html' title='Beliefs Sensitivity but Numbness to Human Rights'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SpzQrqVgRRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_cXbapAoaik/s72-c/foot+print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-7735536064357216965</id><published>2009-08-18T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T05:12:38.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippines: The Land of Self-Pity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SoqYrYzxDWI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ethk2kJ7dd4/s1600-h/self+pity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371273376754109794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SoqYrYzxDWI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ethk2kJ7dd4/s400/self+pity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn’t get back to his foot as the very ill “Sick Man of Asia” still without any plan to go under self medication, getting used to the mire of misery and crawled dragging his weary body to the dark infested full of rodent corner finding a very old full of rust dented toy box of “self-pity” pretty well enough to amuse himself and contented to play with it forever in his solitary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the unreasonable reason (we cemented to our mind with the reinforcement from others) of because we are poor “we don’t do that”. We felt wretchedness to ourselves and so the rest must and instead of doing something to stay out of it we entertain anger within to its most destructive form enough to transform our beingness into a monster that anytime ready to devour one’s rightful mind and blissful heart. We never welcome the idea of seeing anyone to his happiest moment, to the victory of his own battle and experience the wonder of the complexities of the universe’s physicality and its abundance readily available (even before its being asked) for all of us anytime we wanted to indulge with it. We would rather not to take one step upward but planting a ticking bomb on every step of the ladder of success and couldn’t wait to witness the collapsing of edifice with others who are a step to steps higher than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe saying this coined rosary nationwide and to be lead by some dogma organization pretentious leaders and the grandstander selfish politicos. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Poor Me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Keep off our President to some luxurious invitations but deliver her to some leftovers of sidewalk eateries. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Don’t provide our President with jet but let our typhoons bring and travel her to her destinations. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “We are contented with the dilapidated and shabby furniture at the Philippine Embassies all over the world. We don’t want to replace those. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Touch the guy living next door for he is driving a new car and carrying an expensive telephone; those are all in contrary with the Philippine likeness. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Bless us for we bless the scavengers and hungry mouths by not helping them but leaving them skeleton skinned. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Bless those laws and soon to be laws as pro-poor because it promotes poverty. We don’t want abundance. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Provide strong walls of failures to those who want to succeed and be happy for that is blasphemous to our belief. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Curse those who create ideas of prosperity and unity because it affects our starvation and chaos sensibility. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Provide lights to those whiners and grandstander for obscuring everyone’s clear vision. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leader) “Strike lightning to those appreciate and perpetuate the beauty of physicality because this is in opposite of darkness and ugliness. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;(Response) “Have mercy on me; I self-pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All) “May self-pity lurks in us forever and put us in everlasting man made damnation; bring us to misery and unhappiness until our death and even after death. Because we are very poor”&lt;br /&gt;“Have mercy on me; I self-pity”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some of the church leaders, to the opposition and to the busted media who are pinch-hitting as the guardian of morality I dare you say this prayer tailored for you hundred times everyday of your life and will see if can you go the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the culture that they want us to be accustomed with and simply creating a norm of not knowing and disregarding everyone’s capability. Misleading and blinding everybody from the goodness within reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we be happy (at least nonchalant) if our Head of State is being treated very well by somebody from his own view that it’s the highest form of appreciation he knew and could only offer at that particular time. Let him spend his wealth lavishly to his own accord as long as no will and right is being violated and he is not walking over you.&lt;br /&gt;Why a hundred million population can’t be generous to give our President a private jet as a sign of largess. Philippine is still part of the world and our nation is not as big as 2x2 room.&lt;br /&gt;Why condemn me of living my life not so simple in the neighborhood of socially and economically impaired. It is in my time and volition when and how to deal with those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those critics who are very visible to give their criticisms are also enjoying an array of foods in their dining table. Sometimes their table is accessorized with trimmed and tasseled throw.&lt;br /&gt;Because teaching them your behavior wouldn’t change their life but rather persuading to play more and further more immersing themselves with their found toy box of “self-pity”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s stop and smell the flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-7735536064357216965?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7735536064357216965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/philippines-land-of-self-pity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7735536064357216965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7735536064357216965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/philippines-land-of-self-pity.html' title='Philippines: The Land of Self-Pity'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SoqYrYzxDWI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ethk2kJ7dd4/s72-c/self+pity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-1851757045814530481</id><published>2009-08-11T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:03:59.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SoFdSnGegWI/AAAAAAAAACo/aQTDDhnfyjw/s1600-h/mouth.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368674805117518178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SoFdSnGegWI/AAAAAAAAACo/aQTDDhnfyjw/s400/mouth.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just love confusing ourselves. Don’t we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why those respected brains who supposed to be legal luminaries forged the Philippine Constitution fraught with the word “shall” that has been always the cause of useless debates and arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said that the word “shall” is appropriate to use than “should, must and will” to give way for the better judgment whoever wants (qualified under the law) to implement or compel the law. The real reason here for the unending “shall” in our every law is to accommodate forever yapping because we don’t want a finished job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo; she wanted to practice using the privilege of the “shall” in the constitution in choosing the next Justices of the Supreme Court by asking the recommending body for additional candidates and for proclaiming some individual as National Artist not from the given list of a particular committee. Those are merely but very just decision of an Executive following the Constitution. Alluding to the word “shall” means her thinking and judgment over the issue whatever is her decision is what matter now because she is the one running the show. She was given a privilege to express her call at any given moment and by doing so is doing her job. I wonder how a Boss would run a company with the stubborn and none cooperative staff; surely chaos will fill the office. But somebody has to direct and the source of commands must be only one. At the end of the day “damned if you do and damned if you don’t”. The plain and simple meaning of “shall” in any law is “up to the judgment” of the President or whoever is legally qualified to implement or express it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we keep on questioning such decisions; there is something wrong here, I think we should change the constitution because from the street vendor to the Constitutionalist no clarity of settling down the issue and among the law speaking guys they are united to quarrel over the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hard it is using those words with single meaning. No room for ambiguities.&lt;br /&gt;Those who made the Constitution and the law makers; they are a big coward hiding under the obscurity of the words, they won’t use forward, plain and straight terminology on every law because they don’t want to hold themselves responsible for the ramification instead they would join the whiners and crass to reprehend the President and appear angelic to the public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-1851757045814530481?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1851757045814530481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/shall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1851757045814530481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1851757045814530481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/shall.html' title='Shall'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SoFdSnGegWI/AAAAAAAAACo/aQTDDhnfyjw/s72-c/mouth.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-253274588063179011</id><published>2009-08-02T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:33:56.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Defy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SnWZf8cSGmI/AAAAAAAAACg/vwV3TWw3W7g/s1600-h/fist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365363305161562722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SnWZf8cSGmI/AAAAAAAAACg/vwV3TWw3W7g/s400/fist.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been making your decisions big or small base from others’ opinion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody ever tell you that you should have a haircut soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a criticism from someone about the way you put on your clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone nagging you for a treat because it is your birthday, promotion or you won in a lottery (and worst demanding and choosy)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had a fight on the phone with your significant other because of the outsider advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you set up your very first business with your friend because you were influenced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can count alike questions as much as the number of the people living in your neighborhood but your body parts are far outnumbered to accommodate and entertain those. Your self and soul will shatter to pieces capitulating to such elements. You define the opposite of you by attracting those wicked thought of the outside but you are molding the real you if you are defiant for such annoyances and a good listener to your guts; for your happiness and success are merely based on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many great personalities have walked in our planet and introduced to us the greatest shift of history by trusting to their guts and because of them we are witnessing what we are seeing now. One who was very ordinary man made an extraordinary deed by defying the once world’s most powerful and tyrannical way of Roman Empire. All the remarkable changes in our history and learning are all caused by new thought that always come from within; within is always original, the without is used, old and stained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one way of making one’s life, it is all depend on how you decide and choose every move you make, may it be your original or influenced by others. The difference is if you do it your own way whatever the end is; it is your success because you did not deprive your self a chance but if you did it because of others no way you can claim the glory for that is not yours. Nothing more painful losing your battle when you know it is not your battle at all and how good to fall if these are all from your very own trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How strong is the young boy who grew up in an environment where awkward things like drinking and smoking has been instutionalized and culturalized but managed to get out from it. When everybody seems pulling the little mind to these suicidal practices he wrestled with his vulnerable arm just to stay out. A young mind who has a very limited perspective decided not to be counted among the wretched weathered enough the aspersions and defamation of the elderly whose supposed to be a guidance but turned out as warmonger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is of billion in population, you expect a billion as well of blasphemous and constructive words to you, but you will never be happy and successful if you end up listening to them. If you defy and hear your guts you will be a winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-253274588063179011?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/253274588063179011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-defy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/253274588063179011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/253274588063179011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-defy.html' title='I Defy'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SnWZf8cSGmI/AAAAAAAAACg/vwV3TWw3W7g/s72-c/fist.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3172822455772876635</id><published>2009-07-27T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T03:12:29.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Majority is not a North</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sm19IgukF4I/AAAAAAAAACY/8PFhfy-F4P0/s1600-h/rally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363080316445792130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 39px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sm19IgukF4I/AAAAAAAAACY/8PFhfy-F4P0/s400/rally.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In an overrated democracy (Philippine setting) where numbers matter and highest truth compromised. Majority must not be confused with what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A misguided democracy partnered with shallow one sided media who monopolize and undermine the thinking of the people is a status qou of a chaotic Tower of Babel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority in the Philippines as defined by the confusing colored frame of a television has never been consistent in its objective. Gone are the days where the voices still clear to its vision, it is almost two decades that everyone couldn’t think for one’s self and lose self esteem resorting of clinging to a notion of majority organized and orchestrated by media (the televisions to be specific) acting like a big brain for everybody. Everyone decides according to the media beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the few pictures of the embarrassment done by the majority (influenced by media) for Philippine history; record breaking of votes for Joseph Estrada as president elect whose in the end was not capable of holding the biggest and most noble responsibility entrusted to him. And the mother of all shame, the darkest of the Philippine history that made me not proud of being a Filipino when again the majority opted Mr. Trillanes to be as one of the seat occupant at the revered Philippine Senate, how the Filipinos afforded to have this kind of guy who is a self proclaimed superman. Now the media again on the form of the tagged majority is inundated with blitz against the government’s every step. The majority that has been so critical, hostile and closed ear to all the government’s undertaking bringing us nowhere. Because all is talking nothing is cleared but a noise pollutant in the air we came up. We are so keen to the word majority that made us too heavy to carry ourselves and halt to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media now is the most successful to create numbers but we should not relinquish our responsibility to think.&lt;br /&gt;Numbers take time to be counted but ‘one’ is easy.&lt;br /&gt;Majority leads us not to a sure destination but one true leader assured us where to go.&lt;br /&gt;When numbers overshadowed everything is good to stay out and be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:&lt;br /&gt;I am alluding the word ‘media’ here as not the media itself but the people who made the media.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3172822455772876635?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3172822455772876635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/majority-is-not-north.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3172822455772876635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3172822455772876635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/majority-is-not-north.html' title='Majority is not a North'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/Sm19IgukF4I/AAAAAAAAACY/8PFhfy-F4P0/s72-c/rally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3318403391670160686</id><published>2009-07-13T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:06:34.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SlwuYAlT6EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j9vx9fdzRfg/s1600-h/EQ+logo1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358208646672279618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SlwuYAlT6EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j9vx9fdzRfg/s400/EQ+logo1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is well over six months since I created my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make my own logo for the title Equal n Equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The logo rationale:&lt;br /&gt;Two opposing letter “e” (which stands for the word ‘equal and equation’) connected by small letter “n” and an equal sign (for the word ‘equal’) below and with ellipse hallowed shape background to connect or make the characters as one in figure that turned out to be a graphically look of a human face.&lt;br /&gt;I used the three primary colors (i.e. red, blue and yellow (only a neon yellow)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3318403391670160686?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3318403391670160686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/logo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3318403391670160686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3318403391670160686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/logo.html' title='Logo'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SlwuYAlT6EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j9vx9fdzRfg/s72-c/EQ+logo1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-8672386245218466305</id><published>2009-07-13T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:29:56.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radical Solutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SlwJs1gVgAI/AAAAAAAAACI/LBzTJ8mqpyE/s1600-h/money+head.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358168322545647618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SlwJs1gVgAI/AAAAAAAAACI/LBzTJ8mqpyE/s400/money+head.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to obliterate the poverty not tomorrow but now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monetary is all the solution to this very old problem that plagues the world; reasons why the United Nations is allotting 400 billion US dollars annually. But it seems not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another fountain source of money more than enough to feed the hungry mouth, blanket the unclothed body, shade the unroofed head and make busy the siesta addicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a radical approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissolve the world’s military it will provide a commanding 1.2 trillion US dollars every year.&lt;br /&gt;Freeze the world’s big sporting event it will promise a medal of 500 billion US dollars annually.&lt;br /&gt;Another honey juice of 500 billions dollars yearly if every couple would agree to get a very simple wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are more than enough, but why the mankind is struggling to stop poverty.Actually we don’t want it to end because we enjoy comparing one another as the have and have not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-8672386245218466305?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8672386245218466305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/radical-solutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8672386245218466305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8672386245218466305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/radical-solutions.html' title='Radical Solutions'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SlwJs1gVgAI/AAAAAAAAACI/LBzTJ8mqpyE/s72-c/money+head.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3765736020098686287</id><published>2009-06-30T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:29:51.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SknaYEqUz6I/AAAAAAAAACA/0sbWNXhOYoE/s1600-h/softdrinks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353049739209527202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SknaYEqUz6I/AAAAAAAAACA/0sbWNXhOYoE/s400/softdrinks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is qualified to drink cola?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not; if you evolved your self sitting at the chair the whole day or you are holding an office job and no extra curricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can of soda is 140 calories; for you to burn that off you have to walk for 45 minutes straight through. Just imagine you were in the soirée the bottles and cans you guzzled till you drop, that’s thousands of calories only for one night. Retaining these amounts plus the additional you will be drinking in the following days is a fat stored as bulging belly and in your soon to be hated love handle. Maybe it’s more of a vain concern but the world now is moving because of physical look and most will not exert effort to sweat for a deeper reason for it might be too good to be true or it is too vague to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink is just a carbonated water, sugar and caffeine. None of these can be called as a vital recipe for one’s healthy being. Everybody loves it. I will be a hell liar if I claim that I don’t like it. What about the brand’s crying out “it is sugar free”? Yes, that’s sans sugar but with aspartame which is an artificial sweetener from aspartic acid and 180 times sweeter; though its contain less calorie study shows that using more can be a cause of cancer, migraine and others. The equation here is; if you drink soda the more you crave for flavored caloric loaded drinks resulting to restraining your body for more water intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can wean from drinking colas with its taste of extra bite and mouth feel? I am not totally saying to just drop it (or be blind to those cute bottles and tin can which is a product of ingenuity) thinking our history and the millions of jobs it has created. Drinking at least one small size of soda (140 calories) a day is just fine but make it sure that you can work it off, walk at least 30 minutes for one can you consumed. If you can not sweat it off don’t drink, I stand by with the principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would say I am fixating and making a fuss on the soft drinks; I am not, this represents all the foods and drinks with monster in disguise sandwiched in it so excited to lurk inside our body; just that the cola are everywhere available at your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to drink and drain it away at the same time? Suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t buy a soft drink near to your place, get it from a convenient store which is 1.5 kilometer away, for you to get to that store by walking 60 calories is out, way back (walking again) while drinking the soda you ward off another 60, when you reached home even you drop at the comfy sofa you are still loosing some amount and you just knew it 140 calories is out the drain while you enjoy the taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty your fridge or storage with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the cola companies don’t hate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3765736020098686287?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3765736020098686287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/cola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3765736020098686287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3765736020098686287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/cola.html' title='Cola'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SknaYEqUz6I/AAAAAAAAACA/0sbWNXhOYoE/s72-c/softdrinks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-5833511494255736512</id><published>2009-06-25T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:51:04.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remittance</title><content type='html'>Let’s talk about remittance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night got home from gym still in my exercise sneakers picked up the remote and on the TV; was the local (the Philippines) news program regarding the economic threat of the A(H1N1) phenomenon not to mention while in the mire of world recession. The authority confidently claimed that there’s not much of a worry for the Philippines because one of the fall back is available in the form of remittances which continued on increasing; I can’t figure out what I felt hearing that news either be happy or not but I am sure it can’t be happier because it means my beloved country would keep on exporting workforce instead of creating an opportunity locally and note last year (2008) the Philippines was a recipient of a whooping 18 billion USD from the overseas workers that could be tagged as the world’s biggest in reference to the population ratio and proportion compared to India, China and Mexico who received 45, 34 and 26 USD respectively and the Philippines is the smallest country by area size (aside from its demography) among the four. Maybe its time for the Philippines to make and lead another league of nations; invite China, India and Mexico as the R4 (R is for remittance) and stage an “R4 Summit” annually challenging and teasing the G8. This is something that I don’t know if the Philippines should be bragging about although I am proud and grateful with my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of the Filipinos who compromised and sacrificed patiently to render services beyond border that maybe made me qualify to join this talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go on with this subject, this could be played in a vicious circle of history, future, personal and social aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the word “remittance”?&lt;br /&gt;Simply define as payment for goods or services received or an allowance especially sent by post; transmittal of money (to a distant place).&lt;br /&gt;Way back in England’s 19th century; it is the money as a support sent to the black sheep member of the middle or upper class of the family who was sent away or in exile or paid to stay away.&lt;br /&gt;Today; it is a transfer of money by a foreign worker to his home country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can see it, the Philippines is not yet even half way through in this social condition, down to my future 10th generation there would be no better alternative the government could give to them but allowing to go overseas. Though as history repeat itself giving hope and enlightening everybody; the Philippines (just seems doing it pretty slow) will eventually get out of it as what Spain, Italy and Ireland did. These three European countries were an erstwhile and used to be an immigrant’s remittances immensely dependent back in 19th and 20th century and to their credit they forged the very first helpful enacted law in protecting remittances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I am so sound that it is bad for the Philippines to enjoy bobbling on the pool of transferred moneys. China, India and Mexico has been contributing their intellectual geniuses for the advancement of technology known to man but they have not received the accolades, credit and respect they deserved because of the stigma that monopolizes and clouds for being a country who exports workers is a social frailty of one’s state, means poor. In our society today if you are meager and disabled financially you are invisible and powerless. Look at the Philippines and Taiwan, the first is very proud of sending away its people to work abroad, the latter is exporting and spate the world with their own manufactured toothpick; which one is better to the judgmental eyes of the society, you should know the answer. As a nation we can continue on this situation if we change and tilt our view, if we can accept the fact that migration and working across the sea is just merely a natural social mobility and this is now the global relationship. This is a manifestation of complementing each nation needs that doesn’t mean of inferiority or superiority to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it really helped me; the people circled me and the country as a whole, but this is a weight of the world in my shoulder to carry on. It is not easy to be shocked with a very different culture, its death defying act to capitulate to a hostile environment; I can be numbed to all of these though for the sake of surviving. We are peddling with ‘Mr. Death Taker’ here every minute of our life. Yet no one sees it, the jokers who stick cozily their asses at the government are very unabashed that there are jobs abroad waiting to be filled up. It seems that they stop finding solutions how to create a better job inside the country. The government’s finding opportunities outside for its dear citizen make their obligation facile, it is like making business with sure profit but without investment or capital to be needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remittances have been playing a part in national economy to be more stable and promoting economic growth but behind this is sometimes the weakening value of remitter’s emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always passionately hoping that there will come a time of staying home with a promising opportunity or if ever this may not happen I wish we could just accept and observe it fairly with more understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-5833511494255736512?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5833511494255736512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/remittance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5833511494255736512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5833511494255736512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/remittance.html' title='Remittance'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-8194069447362714488</id><published>2009-06-22T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:44:05.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Door Attitude (Start at the Door 2)</title><content type='html'>My primary school teachers taught us consistently then to at least extend your forearm a bit forward and bend your back with head vowing upon passing a doorway when the clearance is filled with gossipers as an announcement that you have to pass by and as gesture of respect. I say “this is so totally wrong” because this is condoning a big mistake. I remembered then that it was the teacher usually talking by the door with his colleague that’s why such principle introduced. Why would a first grader together with his row mate both with runny nose stand by the door, I bet they would prefer to roll over and laugh at the muddy school playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the places why we clown do chit-chat at the “doorway”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us felt so convenient man in an island talking with someone right in the doorway as if having a last coffee break. We badly critique when somebody attempted to pass by without the excuse gesture, we threw harsh words on them like “arrogant, obnoxious, hooligans, stupid and the like” when these qualities are all a very you as douche bag door by stander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so union skin sensitive that we were not respected because they just walked right through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever walked past you at the doorway has all the rights to hit you to flipping and run you over because you are not supposed to exist in this world after all, stop whining and naming names the walkers because they are just simply using the door according to its usage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door is for passing by not for talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say on second thought “it is better to observe respect especially when no one seems doing it”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-8194069447362714488?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8194069447362714488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/door-attitude-start-at-door-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8194069447362714488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8194069447362714488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/door-attitude-start-at-door-2.html' title='Door Attitude (Start at the Door 2)'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-4212785253712683302</id><published>2009-06-21T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:50:23.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradiction</title><content type='html'>We are leaving in ironies maybe this is how we play the relativity in this modern world.       These are the few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      More women excel in school than men; more men populate the prison than women and yet there are more men who become a world leaders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)      We litter garbage everywhere and spend billions of dollars to clean up afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)      We don’t bother to walk and take in a lot of calories only to buy those ineffective expensive health machines and useless stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)      When you are new to your job or back from a vacation; instead of hearing “welcome” or “welcome back” your colleagues are so crass to ask for a treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)      Society is hostile to you when you are still alive but made you a hero when you are dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)      The neighbor is more willing to loan you a money when he knows that you are more well off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)      You guzzle to booze and manipulate your inner throat with your finger till you puke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)      Elders demanding to be respected and understood by the youngs when they are supposed to have a better judgment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)      Leaders are supposed to be on the frontline (that’s why they called lead-er to lead) but they are always in hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)  Mankind stage a war and mend after&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-4212785253712683302?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4212785253712683302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/contradiction.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4212785253712683302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4212785253712683302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/contradiction.html' title='Contradiction'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-9160339461518723959</id><published>2009-06-15T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:29:46.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start at the Door</title><content type='html'>What are you thinking upon entering a swing door pushing it to only 30 degree, squeezing your billowing belly to get through and forthwith released it to shutting when you know and you are very aware that somebody is behind you and you are doing it perennially everyday? (to your colleague).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hard it is to open the door wide open, why tormenting your self of getting your nose pushing the door because you are doing a favor to someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting the door fully opened or still in your hand control for somebody behind you means a lot to your being not for the next passer by but to your self. You nature is to show way, means guidance, become a torch or a sparkle for those who seeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start at the door. The door is our everyday opportunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-9160339461518723959?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/9160339461518723959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/start-at-door.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/9160339461518723959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/9160339461518723959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/start-at-door.html' title='Start at the Door'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-8293364829163917101</id><published>2009-06-15T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:53:07.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Such Thing as Devil</title><content type='html'>“I would trade my soul over a million dollar to Satan” this was remarked by my former schoolmate back in college days. Many of us made such wishful thinking amidst confusions and a sudden impulse of our tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we be thankful that Mr. Satan doesn’t exist at all nor should we get frustrated that those dark direful and daring wishes were not granted because of his absence? Wonder if the devil always flaming red vying with the God to outnumber His flock, with the kind of the world we are into now, the devil will be an overwhelmed winner getting most of the souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Satan doesn’t get teased enough because our dare is backed with good faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan: “what will you do with the money; no way can you spend it when you are in&lt;br /&gt;              Hell”&lt;br /&gt;Confused Soul: “give it to my family”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-8293364829163917101?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8293364829163917101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-such-thing-as-devil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8293364829163917101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8293364829163917101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-such-thing-as-devil.html' title='No Such Thing as Devil'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-1894808415729579824</id><published>2009-06-07T03:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T03:41:57.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Technorati Profile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/claim/fixf7rgvfb" rel="me"&gt;Technorati Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-1894808415729579824?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1894808415729579824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/technorati-profile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1894808415729579824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/1894808415729579824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/technorati-profile.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://technorati.com/claim/fixf7rgvfb&quot; rel=&quot;me&quot;&gt;Technorati Profile&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-7188176977067416961</id><published>2009-06-04T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:36:38.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>misGOVERNED Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SieG45fQoXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/q1GaB4I3Zqs/s1600-h/attest2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343387794961113458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SieG45fQoXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/q1GaB4I3Zqs/s400/attest2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SieGDZRZ92I/AAAAAAAAABw/1vUn2CHo9tQ/s1600-h/transaction.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343386875780003682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SieGDZRZ92I/AAAAAAAAABw/1vUn2CHo9tQ/s400/transaction.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SieFv_i0cLI/AAAAAAAAABo/CLqGlR5kgXY/s1600-h/attest2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can’t help myself but be critical with the transaction I made with the Philippine Embassy here in Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to this office (where smiley is near to extinction) to get my marriage certificate attested. I arrived at 11:30 am, lucky me; there were no other applicants, I greeted “good morning”, unlucky me; no reply, handed over the documents and I was told to pay 9.5 Bahrain Dinar( 1,206 Pesos this time) and the documents released at 1:30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this was exactly the same procedure I’d gone through with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs (Bahrain) that made me inquisitively compare vis-à-vis with the first undertaking for the same documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the Philippine Embassy spent more time and charged more?&lt;br /&gt;My own government should had been helping and making it easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will understand more if Bahrain would have charged me the other way around for it is providing me a living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-7188176977067416961?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7188176977067416961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/misgoverned-office.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7188176977067416961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7188176977067416961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/misgoverned-office.html' title='misGOVERNED Office'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SieG45fQoXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/q1GaB4I3Zqs/s72-c/attest2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-2988300074089365569</id><published>2009-05-27T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T05:33:57.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gravity Fighting"</title><content type='html'>We are all told that we built our physical body because of the food we are taking in; this lists the oxygen, the sunlight and the matters that past through our mouth. Yes, this is very true, but there is one thing behind why our body exists and without this I don’t think we can make it. Thank you “Gravity”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In its absence we just float around, not really because there would have not been bodies (our) at all in existence without this magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “gravity” doesn’t just get your feet humbly touched the ground; it has been playing a major role in developing your physicality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were born (even at the time of womb confinement); we started to playfully wiggle against resistance and fighting with this law of attraction and that’s how we continuously build and develop our “bones”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The density and sturdiness of your bones can be measured up on how you deal with the gravity, if you are hostile and wrestle more with it like your most hated enemy the more you got stronger healthy bones but if you become its closest friend, welcome its perpetual attraction while acting as a couch potato you will get your bones more brittle and sparse than the eggshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every move we are making from pulling out our unwanted hair strand to lifting of the 100 kilogram of weights is all against the gravity. It is all up to you how to be creative and articulate quarrelling against this behemoth pull. The more you stage a fight with aggression and no sign of surrendering the sure chance of winning. This is the only battle that you can execute by your own and surely claim the spoils when invested with determination and discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically it seems that we are loosing this battle, a lot and growing more ended up as casualties. Fatal illnesses like heart failure, obesity, uncontrollable blood pressure and a lot more because we are just so friendly with the gravity. We should be grateful of gravity but we cannot afford an intimate friendly cuddling relationship with it, all we ought to do is maintained literal physical stirred fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why the space probers (whatever you call it, astronaut, cosmonaut, etc.) whenever they landed back to earth greeted with stretchers or wheeled chairs; because they cannot stand due to their bones that had become very weak of staying out in the space without gravity. The reason they are obliged to exercise regularly inside the shuttle while staying buoyant in the abyss.&lt;br /&gt;Mankind might be able to build a wonder space traveling machine that could reach the nearest star but our physical body will not stand it because of the zero gravity in space.&lt;br /&gt;Our physical body will not generate itself if exposed to none gravity environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-2988300074089365569?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2988300074089365569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/gravity-fighting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2988300074089365569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2988300074089365569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/gravity-fighting.html' title='&quot;Gravity Fighting&quot;'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3355868894098587342</id><published>2009-05-26T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:56:18.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ALL BY YOUR SELF"</title><content type='html'>It is frightening when you are under a roof of a society tearing down because of its conflicting pillars. A society where you can take refuge, give comfort and makes you a better and stronger soul but instead resuscitated as an abode of egregious confusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I expect a better version of me if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “FAMILY” is started in this culturally deceptive stigma; the couple wanted to have children that will provide them a looking-after when they grow old and sluggish. Planning to build a family is all because you have a sense of completeness within you, a completeness you want to share with your family; that you don’t want anything but to give what you have. If you have a mindset of getting your kids to take care of you the reason you are making a family, how unabashed of you being incomplete making you ineligible to start one. You can never share of what you don’t have. You must be divested of such choice if there still something missing in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “CHURCH” is blind to simple logic and principles, fraught with irony and judgmental.&lt;br /&gt;Why a church would not welcome for blessing the remains of somebody who committed suicide but they will do it to someone who had died from cancer because of tobacco; to think both took their own life, the difference is just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;Why a church would not allow a baby to be baptized or christened if the parents is not wedded in the church, since when the God started driving away His offspring.&lt;br /&gt;Church sees no social classification but they put “reserved” stickers on chairs for those who have offerings.&lt;br /&gt;The church is in all its warmth participating in a grand wedding ceremony for the couple who decided to make their vows who is showcasing the grandeur of the few days but behind this lavish celebration is the abysmal pecuniary debt that the newly wed owes to pay at the very first day of their married life; where is the church here that supposed to give a substantial and practical guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “EDUCATIONAL INSTITUTION” is bookishly confined and so technically solution provider.&lt;br /&gt;The school should lighten up of making approaches in molding minds. What about eking the teachings about life and moral values, introduce or add new subjects as school curriculum like “Happiness”, “Humanity As One”, or “Absolute Love” and alike.&lt;br /&gt;In school we were taught of being competitive to each other but this will ends to classifying one another promoting a mindset of “I am better than you”; then a start of separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “MEDIA” is one sided and very commercial than public service.&lt;br /&gt;The ratio and proportion of good to bad news is very alarming. Why in a one hour news television program; the enlightening news is just 10 minutes. The public may be got so interested in some controversial issues but doesn’t need it, this where the media public service responsibility comes in to deliver news not necessarily hot but what the people needs.&lt;br /&gt;It is not always the “right to know and period”, it must be the “the right to know because of the needs”. There is a lot of platitudes news that the public can let go than the information can be called useful. It will not serve me watching the news program allotted to one personality, the whole news is all about crime or politics; of course there is a lot of good news we can gather around and deliver it like the “little boy guides the pregnant woman to cross the busy road” or a “smiling metro aid sweeper”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “GOVERNMENT” is ill-equipped to govern itself and not trust worthy.&lt;br /&gt;If the beauroracy in the governing body is disorganized and run by greedy obnoxious joker nothing we can expect but a misery and pandemonium of darkened future.&lt;br /&gt;From the very staff of the government’s small agency who doesn’t know how to smile and jerk enough to answer if you ask the direction or the whereabouts of another clown’s cave. They had forgotten that they were granted of great power entails with great responsibility of sacrifice of being entrusted with the public trust.&lt;br /&gt;Why most of the government establishments and this is very common designed with 10 service counter windows and yet the open and operational is only one letting the public to queue enough to encircle the globe’s equator.&lt;br /&gt;Why you cannot bring with you a single can of soda in some of the government establishments when inside the premises the drinks vending machine is scattered everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating news of corruption, political bickering and privacy encroaching none of these are the service they had under oath before the God, people and nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why and why, it is an endless why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond these pillars, it might turn to be defective and less reinforced there is a very solid and strong enough foundation as the base of these no certainty structures, the starting point of everything and this is your “SELF” the very “YOU”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all by your self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3355868894098587342?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3355868894098587342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-by-your-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3355868894098587342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3355868894098587342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-by-your-self.html' title='&quot;ALL BY YOUR SELF&quot;'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-5709516210408694673</id><published>2009-05-25T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T04:01:35.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Right After Right"</title><content type='html'>Here we are again. The pretentious and sugar-coated individuals are in the open again grand standing with their so called advocacy of proliferation of innate one’s right; “the right to vote” I said “shut up and bleed”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year from now the Philippines will be in the middle of the ambivalent order as the trust and deceit, welcoming and pushing away encompasses the atmosphere for the national election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly buffoon political figures and some organization (crediting their own defined ‘for a cause’) jarringly crying out loud “You should vote, this is your right”. Yes, this is clearly stated in the constitution, but to my befuddlement I couldn’t find any edifying denouement that had happened in the past to tell me I must be grateful for it or I can say this is just simply a consolation of the illing and half-empty enforcement of the law. This has been shattering everyone’s eardrum since the first day of their classroom confinement and hitherto that one has a sense of right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you yell to someone before you “Go vote, that’s your right”; does it made you a hero? Because of thinking you’ve educated him, think again, that’s been stale to everybody. Certainly I am; you are doing it as most of them do because that’s very facile, as always how easy to come up with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointing it out, we are a lot bigger than this “right to vote”. There are more rights that had been deprived from us and just remains as words on the worn-out pages and as exchanges of these clowns’ babbling mouth. Why some politician is such in default of saying “go vote, that’s your right” than to say “you are sick, go to the hospital”, “you want to learn, go to the school”, “you want to walk, go ahead we have peace and order” and “you want a job, here is the opportunity”. Every time the ambience of election is in the corner, everyone seems talking about this ‘right’ as if all of a sudden someone is caring for me by hiding in the skirt of said ‘right’ those others already twisted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am glad enough but sometimes I’m not that I can cast my vote. It was and will never be wrong that a law granted us this privilege, and every citizen is smart enough to use it. But when your stomach is gone rebellious and made the brain stopped revivifying everything is on the line. How someone could process one’s politician propositions no matter how good it is if he needs to pacify first his stomach, he would just simply choose someone who is hot, popular and controversial on TV even he doesn’t qualify at all; alluding to the seats occupants now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should only allow those individual to vote who is aware of what is going on, can listen between the lines and will not capitulate to the popularity and dancing/singing and the veiled pro-poor image of the politician. Why not do it by representation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I wouldn’t bother go submitting my self to the confusing precinct and be aware of what is happening if my stomach is commanding me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-5709516210408694673?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5709516210408694673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-after-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5709516210408694673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/5709516210408694673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-after-right.html' title='&apos;Right After Right&quot;'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-2099952234398434637</id><published>2009-03-02T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T05:04:39.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think, think and think</title><content type='html'>Quran, Bible, Ramayaram, Kojiki, Kitab I Aqdas, Confucian Analects, Akaranga Sutra, Tao Te Ching, Zen Avesta, Torah, Tipitaka, Talmud  and name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we human being always resort to the holy books (as only man called it “holy” because God wouldn’t judge books after books) whenever we want to exchange views and words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For Life Sake” can we just decide for ourselves; either googling, accumulating calories from pork, drowning to alcohol and closing eyes while walk past to a mannequin. These are very easy tasks for sure one’s cerebrum could right away processed and give a command of “do and don’t”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like we stop thinking for ourselves because we let those “holy” books thinks for us and where are we now? Here we are in a place where fighting is just like a 24 hour convenient store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-2099952234398434637?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2099952234398434637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/think-think-and-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2099952234398434637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2099952234398434637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/think-think-and-think.html' title='Think, think and think'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-4640209966355011145</id><published>2009-02-24T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:10:51.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yobrachroill</title><content type='html'>Flipping the other side of the coin base on the letter of Mr. Parwhiz (Stop the snide remarks!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another befitting title for his letter is “You’re not a Bahraini, Shut up, Our talks is none of your business!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one of the foreigners who decided to come here in this welcoming island, it will never be in our rightfully head encroach the way of policy making this state will do, but at the very first day that we have stepped our foot here it is also in our full awareness that by now I am bounded to a different orientation making me qualify as a concerned new member of the family (not in so many technical ways) to the extent of staying put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am still waking up in the morning realizing my clear presence here, I can share my comments regarding of what is going on around. FYI Mr. Parwhiz I will not give a damn wasting my energy giving a single word to these hoity-toity members of the parliament (not all of them) if I were on the moon enjoying the no-gravity policy. Everybody here can criticize the rules because they are still breathing the air of Bahrain. Have you ever heard any remark from the people of the never heard island of “Yobrachroill” regarding the thinking of your idols and heroes in the parliament? I don’t think so, because they have nothing to do with our guts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all here, we are all concerned and we are all going to say something either you are thinking aloud or amplified simply because we still choose to live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-4640209966355011145?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4640209966355011145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/yobrachroill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4640209966355011145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4640209966355011145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/yobrachroill.html' title='Yobrachroill'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-8849089021442170575</id><published>2009-02-19T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T03:48:16.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Over the last few weeks until now, the news are inundated with different issues regarding the banning of “alcohol and pork” and another one that trying to get into the scene is the “mannequin display and the websites being blocked by the government”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be a significant member of the parliament or an individual trying to earn a decent life, all of us are concerned as we complete the society. This is the goodness, we discuss and exchange views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will add as everybody stirs up to the “alcohol and pork”. As a lawmaker you are bound to the responsibility to promote and enhance a better life to your people and it entails a great brain (as what we expected to those in seats) to make sure a delivery of an appropriate services. What will happen if I bail out my life to pork and alcohol, of course I’ll get by, but it is because of my discretion. How blessed our life if we can recreate and strengthen our faith, make mistakes and rightful decisions base on our own choices, this is the process of life, we go the distance from what we’ve been through. The God presented to us both the “Dos and Don’ts”, the “Bad and Good” but He never ban the “Don’ts and Bad” because they coexist and complete each other. He want us to define our own way of creation. If we fall; so what, right after that is an opportunity. Molding and nurturing your life is solely entrusted to you, it will never be the duty of some wannabe in the government. The family, religious organization and the institutions are there for the guidance, they teach us to face head on whatever might stand on our way as we go through the life, they make us prepared; give us weapons to battle the unending challenges and make a stronger soul within us. These pillars of society are not supposed to dictate what everybody must do; they don’t build glass enclosures for the people just to see that there is infinite beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prohibiting “alcohol and pork” is just a prop for the MPs that they are working; c’mon, if the reason is religion, I don’t think so, because I can practice mine and you can practice yours’, this way we respect each other. Argument that this country is identified to the religion for it’s to go on with the banning; not really, because the religion sees no place and boundaries. I can always be in my faith wherever I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the “mannequin display and some websites”? Some people are fixating on these and some are just pretentious of being a purified soul and to them others are of mess. They equate it to sexuality and nudity. Hello! Ring a bell! We are this, we are sexual and nude, and do we have to be ashamed of our body given by God, if so lets have ourselves a synchronized beheading world wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we glorify watching sports competition like boxing, wrestling which is all of hurting each other and compete to one another just to see that “I am better”. We enjoy feeding our eyes in a movie where killing and blowing one’s brain is very ordinary. We condemned seeing somebody having sex in the park, someone naked walking down the road than those elements that any moment might take your life or dignity or than someone who just threw you a harsh words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we have reached and achieved as evolving human being since the creation of our kind? Are we proud of it? We literally tear up our physical body than to appreciate it. We preferred violence over sex because all of us are hypocrites. Being naked is being true and honest to your self, you hide no secrets and enjoying sex is one of the highest form of appreciating your human body. Sex is one of those that define us, we can not argue about this; unless you are a marshmallow then the more you can’t contest. There is nothing wrong with our physicality; this is given to us as a gift and receiving a present brings joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we going to tolerate a world full of disagreements, fighting and violence than to have an environment where you can go naked and enjoy sex? Let us make love not war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way now our religions and governments trying to make us united; that won’t happen, maybe sex would achieve some steps further of promoting peace and order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-8849089021442170575?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8849089021442170575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/your-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8849089021442170575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/8849089021442170575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/your-choice.html' title='Your Choice'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-3691783155700156788</id><published>2009-02-12T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T03:45:57.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED: Stephen Fowler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WANTED: Stephen Fowler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a guy that could clearly represents the unevolved being in the planet earth, it is him; Stephen Fowler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ungentleman has been everywhere on the net after he caused outrage to the viewers of the T.V reality show “Wife Swap” as one of the family who joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister you are an insect parasitizing that human body that could not get enough of what you’ve got, the word appreciation is a big no-no to you, that brain of yours is heavily loaded with insecurities; it is enveloped by unmatched screwed rotten skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being grateful of possessing those things that you obviously bragging, this would have made you an individual, a husband and a father who has a broader horizon, but you have become a self-centered, judgmental and ended up so empty on your head about life. You are such a jackass confined in your spot where the sun doesn’t shine, and you did a great job by making your wife an exact reflection of you (which by the way she is proud of it as well, what a shame) and for heaven sake have mercy on your little kids you surely want them to continue your legacy when your extinction come your way, don’t drag them in the world of stupidity that you are trying to create. You better stop now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so spontaneous of doing defamation to others, looks like this is your default and you’re doing it as what you do best. Classifying human is so easy on your part; you view your self as the only one befitting to God’s eye, close enough for you to rephrase “I’m the only one created in His likeness and His image” and what; everybody else is just made of rugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, those people whom you regard as nothing but lower citizen, who get paid with salt from their service dedicated with blood and sweat should felt mercy on you because you are the one drowning in your self created problems, your life is miserable, inundated with pretensions.&lt;br /&gt;You claimed that you have something that others will not easily get, yes you may have but I am sure that you are not happy. A contented happy man can be measured up the way he looks up the life and you are exactly the opposite of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-3691783155700156788?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3691783155700156788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/wanted-stephen-fowler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3691783155700156788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/3691783155700156788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/wanted-stephen-fowler.html' title='WANTED: Stephen Fowler'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-2639727549148090756</id><published>2009-02-07T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:15:34.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIREPROOF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What time is it? It’s 3:21 AM Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I goodbye the Friday and welcome the Saturday (these two days are my off) with my usual routine keeping my self up very late just watching DVDs, I mean with “s”, a run of movie after movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very last flick we (me and my dear wife) just finished was “FIREPROOF”. I myself can critique a film which one is good and which one is not, because trust me on this, you can throw me in an isolated place and I’ll be fine just supply me with lots of movies, dare and try me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“POWERFUL” is I would describe to that movie, one of a kind, very bold on the part of the maker to come up of such story where the trend of movie making on the main stream is the box office or maybe get the Oscar. The purpose is very potent and clear, to inspire and knock one’s head, it’s like “I don’t give a damn if this will make a big money or bring an award, all I want is this is the story I want to tell and I will tell it” that’s maybe the mind of the director, I’m just thinking aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is about a marriage that depicts a relationship going in a cross road that maybe putting it aside is a better shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a relationship where one feels getting the respect of the outside world but doesn’t feel he wins of his wife’s, how the environment, the family, the friends would response to such situation where the vows of love is on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story gave justice on its objective and I can say literally this is the cleanest movie I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better watch this movie and open your perspective for its powerful and wonderful lines, here’s some: “A woman’s like a rose, if you treat her right, she’ll bloom. If you don’t; she’ll wilt” and “Fireproof doesn’t mean that a fire will never come, but that when it comes, you’ll be able to withstand it”. Aren’t those words fantastic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this movie “FIREPROOF”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-2639727549148090756?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2639727549148090756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/fireproof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2639727549148090756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/2639727549148090756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/fireproof.html' title='FIREPROOF'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-7742060283977598431</id><published>2009-01-22T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:07:40.133-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Affected Hurt Mother'/><title type='text'>Affected Hurt Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;In an ever changing society known to man we witness circumstances that doesn’t serves us or simply different than what we expected and dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us tirelessly always desire to live in a motherly environment where worries are not known, everybody can get along in harmony. How joyful it is, if in your heart you can offer your self unshielded without reservations because you know deeply in your soul that trust is undeniably encompassing the place we dearly owned. This is the glory of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahrain and the souls that define this place living on at its modest to enjoy what the life promised to offer and would continue unhampered until one day this absolute gift of life is claimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “Affected Hurt Mothers (Mrs. Fatima)” is surely, unquestionably a doting mother to her beloved children. Always the intention of a mother is its purest form of love, no doubt about that. She may be the best mom a child could ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mrs. Fatima implied that the “low-income people” who settled here in Bahrain has been the cause of these undesirable happenings we have now in the society is just an equation of a clouded emotion but behind is the ever shining warmth of a loving mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will not of any help solving the problems to blame the people who decided to come and live here or the “low-income people” as you call for the crimes that have been going on. I think it would be more motherly not to think this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not welcome “crimes” or any misdeed to be specific and we do not either put blames to somebody as it won’t promote of bringing everybody together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are one in this dream, why focus on something that would eventually split us up. Let’s work together for a better place, either you are a true blooded or an adopted son of our much-loved island of Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-7742060283977598431?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7742060283977598431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/affected-hurt-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7742060283977598431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/7742060283977598431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/affected-hurt-mother.html' title='Affected Hurt Mother'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-4457307626109964218</id><published>2009-01-22T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:50:36.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Costumer in Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Everyday in our lives we become the seller and buyer character. Whoever you are, either you are from the literal world of trading or you are just an ordinary guy in the park selling your thoughts, words and feelings to your nonchalant friend or  just a child on 3rd grade finely tuned his ears to the antiquated story telling of his teacher.  We consciously and unconsciously portray this role as we are making the story of our bored and worth living life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we yo-yoing play this yin and yang chapter and we are an evolving turtle-like  loaded with ego “being”, we came up with this over scratched phrase “Costumer Is Always Right” as front for our irresponsibility, egoistic and slave-minded attitude as if everybody next to us is nothing but a dust eater in our trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This selfish and abusive by-word of everybody “costumer is always right” must be  coined to “Costumer’s Right As Always” this would head-knock reminds us that every right we deserved is already clearly given, that the best interest is a natured two-way system(unless you are a highly evolved human being believing that all that there is, is one), you cannot afford to get your interest if you are fully aware it would compromise others concerned, how can you be happy, contented and slept enjoying the bed bug bites   when you undeniably witness its causing harm to others, everyone should know(ignorance is not an excuse) that there are rules to be played, we should submit ourselves and be bound with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Costumer is always right” promotes disputes, it has a pre-thought of “I am right and you are wrong”, this calls for arguments leads to a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phrase which we redundantly abused is a “command and a line of self-proclaimed somebody wannabe. Everybody would really agree that we are defiant as our nature to commands and we don’t want either to be next as we get nauseous to anybody who bragging about of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Costumer’s Right As Always” is a guideline, a reminder of what we have and what we must do within a particular context. It is a commitment in a relationship whoever is involved must willingly share on how to go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop day dreaming that you are of differently more intelligent and privileged than others when you walk-in any shop, maybe there is in flexibility and reach of your designers leather wallet or your unlimited platinum swiping card but that will surely change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about time at the door of your shop either its a glass, wooden, sensor opened or the ”pull-push” worn-out sticker is vividly present, or at your reception counter and above all you are the seller and buyer have this “Costumer’s Right As Always” is the best way to welcome and fairly run everyone’s business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-4457307626109964218?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4457307626109964218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/costumer-in-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4457307626109964218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/4457307626109964218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/costumer-in-control.html' title='Costumer in Control'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097598648446710899.post-533466807283503156</id><published>2009-01-22T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:46:08.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>Hello World Mabuhay!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for my newest &amp;amp; hottest article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097598648446710899-533466807283503156?l=fourplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/533466807283503156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-world-mabuhay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/533466807283503156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097598648446710899/posts/default/533466807283503156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fourplanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-world-mabuhay.html' title='Hello World Mabuhay!!!'/><author><name>guilty citizen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00247941667477486609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np2RxAAX3qc/SZQm8tWSO4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/s49CuEc1slU/S220/IMGA0536a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
