Sign of the Times – Entry for May 21, 2009

21 05 2009

You’re up late. Or early, depending on where you are in the world.

But no matter, welcome.

And I’m up late too, it’s past midnight & I’m not that sleepy enough to go to bed yet.

So come in, make yourself at home as usual. No worries over here. Chill.

I was thinking out loud again as I just witnessed something weird & something which though I can easily explain logically, it still just boggles the mind, or my mind at least.

I am talking about the phenom of the Laundromats & who we normally see over there. Well anyway depending on the time of the day or night, the day of the week &/or the location we normally see different types of people inside a laundromat.

Well normally one expect to find females doing the laundry, it could college kids, it could be sisters, it could mom & daughter, it could daughter, mom & grandmom, it could be with the aunt & the females cousins. Or it could be a couple (female & male) or the whole family. Single males we do see on occasions.

But not on this particular day. You see I have not done the laundry in a while. But yesterday I was asked to do it & I had to do it. And so I went to this laundromat that I last went to, many months ago.

It was a weekday, it was morning, before noon. And when I got there the parking spaces were surprising empty. Well there was a shiny & new & red Jaguar but I never assumed it belonged to somebody doing the laundry over there. Well, come to think about it, I did not really assume all that much, as I know anything is possible in our place & I am just prayerfully thankful that the laundromat was not full.

And so I parked alongside the Jag & remembering I did not have any laundry detergent (of course) I walk to the adjacent store first & bought one, plus I bought a few things I would munch on. And then I went into the laundromat & saw it was deserted. I thought that’s strange I never remember it being this way. But then I was mistaken there was one guy inside, a male Hispanic who looked Thai or South East Asian to me. He was a short man & was about 5 or 10 years older than me.

Okay, so I did get change for the machines & loaded up three machines & was waiting for them to finish as I snack on a bagel & a drink. And then another male comes in, an older African American (Black) guy. He was about the same age as the first guy & again I thought nothing of it. But then I looked at the parking spaces outside & saw there were no additional cars there. And as the Black guy goes out, I saw that he went way into the next parking lot to get to his car. He parked way over there when there was a ton of parking spaces in front of the laundromat. I said to myself, “How strange.” But then I let go of that too.

Then a few minutes later, in comes a White guy. He was about my age or younger by a few years. And he was driving a newer model shiny silver two-door Mercedes. Now I said to myself. “This is weird”. For here we are in the day time, in a weekday, inside a laundromat & who are there with me but three other males, One Hispanic, one Black, one White guy (and one Asian guy–me).

But there’s more. In comes an Asian female, but she was out of the place in less than two minutes. And from what I assume, she came in thrown in a couple of throw pillows inside one machine & went out again.

Then as I was starting to use the driers, in came another Hispanic male, about my age. He was driving an older model Mercedes. For some reason I know he is Hispanic, even though he looked Middle-East Asian. But I digress. But that’s just a habit I have whenever I have nothing better to do, I kind of guess the ethnicity of people, before I hear them speak. Now there are five people inside this place, all males.

Okay, okay I finish drying my laundry and then a monster truck arrives & parks alongside my tiny car. The truck is American, I believe a Ford F150 but with those huge tires. Out comes a big Whte guy. He goes to the the bed of his truck & takes his laundry & enters the place. Now we are six males inside this laundromat.

I said, “I’m out of here.” Well of course I had enough & I’m done. But wow, never in a hundred years would I thought I could witness something like that.

As I was going, there was another adult guy coming in, with his wife or somebody who could be his wife, his girlfriend, or his older sister or his mother (nowadays I can’t be sure). And they have a teenage male with them.

Oh well, signs of the times I guess. And one thing too, they said for the first time in history there are more females joining the workforce than males. And that for the first time there are more males being laid-off from work than females. So maybe all the females were out working that day & all the males were doing the laundry.

What do you think?

[I asked this considering most Filipino men consider doing the laundry & all other household chores feminine & wouldn’t even touch it with a ten foot pole. Well unless they really have to anyway.]

ADDENDUM:

Okay I went to bed after that & this morning I woke up a little late. And around 9 went out to have a Pinoy breakfast & I went to the park to do some aerobic activity. Well I only managed to put in 20 minutes as I got tired quick & it was a hot day (that’s my excuse & I’m sticking with that).

Then I went to the shop to have my (vehicle’s) tires rotated & while waiting & just for the heck of it (because there was a looong line), I did some laundry (old rags, towels, the jackets I had in the car & what have yous) at my favorite laundromat which was located about 50 to 100 feet away.

Mind you, this place was a different one than the one I talked about earlier but it’s in the same city. Okay the minute I got into the parking lot, I was telling myself “Okay, full-packed. Lots of people doing the laundry this (weekday) morning”.

I walked in, threw in 3 loads & eye-scanned the laundromat. Wait a minute, there are about 3 females here, could be four. But there are definitely at least 7 guys here, 8 when you count me. in. About 4 of the men younger than me & the rest a few years older.

Yes, I might be on to something here. The times have turned the city upside down.

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Letting go – Entry for May 08, 2009

8 05 2009

“Come in, come in.”

“Welcome back.” “Come in”, said the spider to the fly.

[Hmmm, I can have you for supper later.] Wait, don’t be scared. Sit down. Relax.

Click your mouse button, roll the roller or use the arrow keys on your keyboard. Relax.

I have just eaten lunch, so I’m not really that hungry, so you can sit back over there & put your feet up. Today I am thinking out aloud again about something we Filipinos have a little bit of trouble doing.

“Letting go.”

Yes, some of us just have a hard time with this concept. Let’s say, somebody is going to be leaving on a flight to go overseas, what do we do? We hire the biggest vehicle we can get & cram everybody inside that, along with the person leaving & all his luggage, well sometimes just his carry-on & two big cardboard boxes we tape up really tight & tie boy scout knots all over.

And so we have an airport scene where in one person is leaving, there is one or several huge for-rent vehicles in the airport departure parking lot with several relatives crowding around it & from above it would look like they are having a picnic in a park somewhere. And then at the gate we all wave & hug & cry & say our goodbyes. Even though we already did that for the last 24 hours if not the last week or month.

Letting go. Yes, is a hard thing to do.

Today, this morning I saw that in action at my son’s kindergarten class field trip. And even though they are only going to the next city for a short half a day trip, for most of the kids this would be the first time that they will be away (other than the school) from their parents or other relatives.

Yes. And it is fun to analyze it though. For in my son’s class, half are Hispanic, one-fourth are White. The other one-fourth is mixed White & Asian (who all looked generally White). Then my son, the only true-blooded Pinoy. So you can say half are Mexicans, about another half are White & then about 1/2% is Filipino.

So of all those ethnicities whose parents were the ones left standing waving at the door of the buses, taking pictures, hugging/kissing their kids as they go off on their own from their school campus to a field trip to uncertainty & what-ifs & fear & doubt.

Yes, it was only the Asian parents. And so now today, I rest my case. Filipinos are indeed Asians just for that one reason. Like who ever thought Filipinos are nothing but Asians? (Okay don’t tell me you thought Filipinos are Pacific-Islanders, or Filipinos are Hawaiians, Samoans, Guamanians & other Islanders, or Filipinos are Latinos, or Filipinos are… where are they from again? — okay you aren’t laughing, so maybe you did. Okay technically or geographically, Filipinos are Asian.)

And so, to our waving goodbyes to our loved ones at the airport to our saying goodbyes to our kindergarten kids as we bid them bye-bye to their first fieldtrip on their own…

I’d say, we have a lot in common than we thought we have, with our other long-lost cousins from other parts of the world. We also, at times have a hard time letting go. [But nothing like the airport parking lot picnic scene you know].

Okay, so I’m letting you go right now. As I am just about ready for some desert & maybe hot tea or coffee.

Bye, bye see you next time.





Entry for May 04, 2009 – Respect 2

4 05 2009

Hello, I’m back. I just ate lunch & hanging out.

I see you over there, so why not come in & chill & listen in as I again think out aloud again. Today I am thinking/talking about respect once again. I was just at Youtube & I was able to catch a few Manny-Ricky related fight videos & I also saw the last episode of their 24/7 training videos.

Coming into their East vs West Fight, I pretty much know that Ricky was a brawler, a good fighter and he was undefeated in the 140 pound weight division, where he fought all but one of his close to 50 fights. Yes winning all his 140 lb fights. Yes a tremendous record. But I must admit although I have reservations, I had not that much respect for him. Especially because he was fighting the pound for pound king.

Anyway after watching the last 24/7 episode & after watching all the first three episodes previously & having seen most of their pre-fight videos. I now find myself giving this man from Manchester my respect. He is a family man, a dad, a brother, a son, a boyfriend, & a good son of England. And just like Manny. They fight for their country & for their family.

To Ricky I salute you, you trained long & hard and you fought well. You did not talk crap. You speak well of your opponent. You have nothing to be ashamed, you did not dodge fighting the best fighters in their prime. You are a true fighter & an even truer gentleman.

God save the Queen.

Here is a small part (part 3) of the 4th Episode of their 24/7 video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUE6NMvWG9U

Here is HappySlip’s take on the fight.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eqq02N0VM4o

(After you watch this video, you probably would have a general idea how it looked like & felt like in our place or at all the other Filipino Pacman Potluck Parties all over the world).





Entry for May 03, 2009 – Respect

3 05 2009

Hello pips come on in.

I am just kicking my feet up & thinking aloud to my self again. And as long as you are here already you are free to stay & listen in.

Anyway I just finished watching the most highly anticipated EPIC match of the year, dubbed the BATTLE of the EAST and WEST. And why not as the Great White Boxing Hope of our time, Ricky the Hitman Hatton, the pride of Manchester & the undisputed, undefeated KING at 140 pounds was going up against Boxing’s current Pound for Pound KING, Manny Pacman Pacquiao of the Philippines.

And well even though Manny is widely considered as pound for pound the best boxer in the world, many people still do not give him that title outright as because as an Asian and worst as a Filipino, there is just not that much respect for them to give it to him on a silver platter.

But of course, that is not the case if you are of a different color or a different race.

And of course Floyd Jr. retired before they can meet up, so many people still consider him the pound for pound king. (Well we all know, he came back so let’s see how that goes, although he might be regretting the timing of his comeback, for now he has no choice but to challenge Manny for that undisputed p4p title).

Anyway I titled this discussion, as respect, as I believe even up to know, with all the achievements of this undisputed Best Asian Boxer of our time, he still does not get any respect. Yes, no respect at all.

Why? Well don’t you ever remember whenever he wins there is always something else that went wrong with the person he has beaten to take the beef out of his win. Didn’t they even say that his fight with Pretty Boy Dela Hoya was fixed. Like who would believe that Dela Hoya the undisputed greatestfighter of his era would agree to lose to a Filipino or an Asian or somebody from a Third World country or somebody who they term as the Mexicutioner & be counted as one of his trophies.

No, I do not buy that. Pretty Boy lost to the better figher that fateful night. And Manny Pacman should get that honor & get a measure of respect for that. Remember everybody was betting on the Golden Boy at that fight.

Now tonight at the Battle of the East and West, which obviously was WON by the EAST. There was again some talk of something going on with the Hatton (West) camp which again be a point to give a reason why they lost again, and again they will use to steal the thunder off this East Win.

The sell out crowd at the MGM Arena was obviously filled by supporters for both fighters but there was noticeably a bigger, a more visible & a louder pro-Hatton group–many of whom flown in from the UK. And you can actually hear audibly the very loud booing in the background of the ppv telecast when Manny’s name was announced at the start of the fight.

Anyway, the East Won this Battle which I could be wrong but I believe should have been a KO win, which “they”, whoever “they” are merely calling a TKO. That was fair and square a KO win. But yes who would in his right mind admit to an Asian (Filipino) fighter knocking out cold a British (White)fighter. TKO maybe yes, but KO no.

No respect as I am telling you, yes even when Manny is the first Asian boxer ever, to win the title in five different divisions.

Okay, so now Pacquiao added one more belt–making it SIX Championship belts (crowns) in the Lightweight, Super Featherweight, Junior Featherweight, Featherweight, Flyweight and now the Junior Welterweight. (And in his last four wins–his last four fights actually, he won all of those in four different weight divisions).

Now that should be reason enough to earn him the respect he so rightly deserves.

And I hope it trickles down to any and all Asian &/or Filipinos all over the world.

And maybe just maybe, the Philippines wil now be able to win it’s first Olympic Gold in any of the coming Summer Olympic games, as they have always been robbed of that honor, time & time again, for some weird reason, which sometimes I just conclude to be nothing more than because of the color of their skin or the country they represent.

ADDITIONAL:

Wait, I might have spoken too soon as today, I caught this video by a boxing & a Hatton Fan.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xR-RE6dqr7w