a letter from a friend

Disaster in the Philippines: Please help!
Saturday, September 26, 2009 11:53:30 AM
From: Lilledeshan Bose
To: Lille Gmail

Dear friends,

Hello. I hope this e-mail finds you well. (And sorry for the multiple
e-mails, in case I sent this to more than one address.)

The Philippine capital Metro Manila recently experienced a devastating
typhoon. Dozens have died, whole houses are underwater, and the
Philippine government is ill-equipped to deal with the disaser. BBC’s
report is here: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/8276347.stm,
but I don’t think anyone will know how just how much damage there is
until much later.

Imagine this: Katrina dumped over an inch of rainfall in Louisiana for
3 hours and another 0.5 inches per hour over the next 5 hours on
August 29, 2005. Philippine typhoon ‘Ondoy’ dumped an average of 2.24
inches per hour for over six hours.

By the time the rain stopped, more than 16 inches of rain had fallen
over Manila in 12 hours. To put that in context, only 15.39 inches of
rain fell throughout the month of September.

Many have lost their homes. Many are still stranded in their roofs in
desperate need of food, clothing, and shelter. The typhoon affected
people from all walks of life — rich and poor were stranded and lost
homes — but in the Philippines, the poorest are the most affected.

Please refer to this blog for pictures and video on the flooding so
you can see what has happened for yourself.

http://www.quezon.ph/2009/09/26/how-to-help/

I am writing to you now to appeal to your sense of compassion and
strongly encourage you to donate to the Philippine Red Cross.

I was able to donate using my U.S. credit card through this link:

http://www.redcross.org.ph/Site/PNRC/Default.aspx?S=48&SS=972

I’m terribly frustrated and sad that I can’t do much more to help. The
one thing I can do is spread the word about the disaster;
international news sites haven’t reported much (hours after the event,
I still don’t see any stories on CNN).

There aren’t enough distress signals out there, so if you can forward
this email to people you know who want to help, please do so.

Peace and love,
Lille

http://www.lilledeshan.com

Paalam Nanay Cory!

“Ako’y nagpapasalamat sa Panginoong Diyos na ginawa niya akong isang Pilipino”

“I thank the Lord for making me a Pilipino.”

— Cory Aquino, September 2008

I was seven at the time of the revolution. I rallied with other kids (and their parents) from our subdivision in Parañaque. I sported the yellow shirt and did the “Laban” sign. I remember singing the nationalistic songs that came out. Most of my memory/knowledge of the Edsa (People Power) Revolution came from dinner talks. My dad went to Camp Krame (is it spelled with a ‘C’?), my mom to Malacañang with my aunt. My lolo and lola, my parents, my aunts, and uncles went to Edsa. They were a part of that group of thousands who went to Edsa, prayed, sang, and peacefully protested against the corruption of the (Marcos) dictatorship.

I never really saw Cory as a personal hero. Yes, she’s the first female President but I always thought she was just the right person, at the right time. I acknowledge that she, with her administration, restored the freedom of the Filipino people. I thank her for that. I never saw or felt that the Philippines was corrupt, the time I was growing up and she was the country’s leader; i was a kid then, what do i know about corruption?

People say when Cory was president she never abused her authority. I guess compared to the dictator before her and the incompetent ones after, she deserves to be praised. I listened to her youngest daughter, Kris, speak of her mother: the president, the mother, the grandmother. On a normal day, I probably wouldn’t be able to stand listening to Kris for two hours but what she had to say was from the heart. I cried while she tearily spoke about her experiences, sad and happy ones, with her mom. You can’t help but symphatize with her. She is (still) a daughter who lost her mother, it doesn’t matter if she’s from a very public political family. Her family’s public life, her influence on the Filipino people and her gift of freedoms made Cory Aquino’s passing feel a little too personal for everybody. She was my generation’s “nanay”.

I hope we remember her and the legacy she left us. May her legacy remind the Filipino people that the power is theirs and their voices will be heard if they just participate.

ROCK THE VOTE, PHILIPPINES!

not happy and not gay.

sad day for (progressive) California.

California Supreme Court upheld prop h8. While all 18,000 previously (legally) married gays and lesbians get to keep their marital status, the rest of my gays were basically told by the state that I love(d) to eff off, we don’t need your money.

i have no words, no words! (obviously i do or else i would’ve stoped at “..words!”) like i always say, if it is or isn’t right in God’s eyes, it is not for US to decide. let them (if they believe in a god), face their maker and be judged.

California has taken a million step backwards, it is UNBELIEVABLE!! i live in a state where i can, during the winter season, go to the beach in the early morning and snow board the rest of the day if i wanted to. Where I can go from North to South, visit vineyards, drink wine, be happy. But that’s just it.. California’s like the HOTTEST guy in high school who you finally got to be with;only to find out that he’s just a pretty face and that’s it.

I need my cute geeky intelligent California man back.

a good kind of nervous?

i fly to be with my J tomorrow. 2 weeks of Canadian fresh air, 2 weeks away from the stress my daily (normal) life brings me, 2 weeks away from my poor baby rico. i dread being away from rico. i will lose sleep over my missing him.

with all the drama that has happened to me last year, i am a bit afraid to go anywhere away from my home, my room, my bed. anyplace can be the wrong place and anytime can be the wrong time. i can be caught in another dilemma that i shouldn’t be involved in. the world can suck sometime. i know this first hand.

the only thing i look forward to is being in J’s arms and i’m a bit nervous that sometime between now and then, fate will play its game again.

and i wish i can say, i only have ONE douchebag to blame for all this. I can, actually, I just cant help but blame myself for investing time and effort into something selfless only to be f-ed up by an unqualified businessman. agh!

forgive and forget? if he’s lucky..