Saturday, September 29, 2007

Definitive version of the Ateneo stabbing incident

The definitive version of the Ateneo de Davao stabbing incident, received through my Friendster account. It's a dead issue, I know, but this vernacular account is just so darned funny.

If nothing else, it makes a great study on the development (or is that regression) of language.

cast of characters: para deretso deretso na akong pag story.hehehehe...

krezia - ang nadunggaban
cristine - ang nanaksak
jose - BF ni krezia and classmate din ni cristine
hannah & 2 other classmates (boys) - mga main witnessess (kani si hannah among working student)

bale si hannah & 2 other clasmates, jose & cristine, nagtambay sa f301 kay nagstudy2. tpos, niabot kalit c krezia and gisulong si cristine ky naga-igat igat lagi dw kay jose. word fyt lng
gud dw, yawyawanay. ana si jose, dli lng awaton ky babae na away. so wala lng pud nag reak mga witness, nag observe lng. den, wyl shouting at each other, krezia grabbed cristine's hair. kanang napulupot ang buhok ni cristine sa arms ni krezia. pero, nabira pud ni cristine ang buhok ni krezia tpos, cge gihapon cla yawyawanay.

tpos, nishagit mn na si cristine na "hoy, imong uyab gani ang naga-igat igat sa akoa. gi-invite gani ko mag watch ug bamboo.."

tpos, nitubag si jose, "ikaw nlng pud. kagwapa sa akong uyab para mupatol sa imoha." tpos, niduol sa duha ka babae. ambi nila hannah, awaton na niya ang nagbirahanay ug buhok. instead, ang
gihimo ni jose kay gituok (from the back ha?) & gisumbag-sumbag c cristine sa nawong ug tiyan. (GAGU JUD!)

niawat na cla hannah ky siempre, clasmate nila, ginakulata ngud. tpos, ang mrmmber nlng nila s naa gikuot c cristine sa bulsa tpos mrg naigo ni cristine c krezia.

ambi nila, ngtry ug sumbag. wla pa cla kbalo na naa na diay knife. tung nakakita na cla ug dugo, nhadlok na cla. wla pa kbantay c krezia na naa na sha samad. nidagan c cristine gawas sa
klasrum tpos, gisundan pjud sha ni krezia, cge ug yawyaw.

den nxt na, naa na sila sa OSA. gsakay c cristine sa patrol car na hubag kaau ang nawong.

PARA SA AMOA, DPT GIDUNGGAB ANG INUTIL NA UYAB. WLA NLNG JUD SHA NIAWAT. NANGULATA PJUD UG BABAE. PAKSHET KAAU. TPOS, GABA NLNG PUD KAY KREZIA KY MRG SHA UG SI KINSA, NAA PA'Y PASULONG-SULONG NA NAHIBAW-AN. self defense jud 2ng ky cristine oi. tpos, ana c sir fred alpas, ang kanang c jose, dghn pud chix sa lain skul. tpos, possible na sha ang naghimo-himo ug story pra malagot c krezia ug awayon si cristine. IN FAIRNES, PIRTE KAPANGIT JUD NI SI JOSE. bugo pjud. icheck nlng
iyang friendster profile. heheheheh, kami njud ang best in reseacrh no? hahahaha =) c cristine, gwapa jud sha. pution At my dimples.

krezia's site:
(Friendster account URL -- deleted)

jose's site:
(Friendster account URL -- deleted)

higlhlight sa friendster profile ni jose is "basketball is my fashion...." haller? baka passion? MAO NANG GIKAMATYAN NI KREZIA? duh!

ang kabataan na nga nmn ngayon...mao lng. bye! hope ur curiousity is satisfied =) enuff na ang chismis...

Friday, September 21, 2007

Martial Law Memories

September 21, 1972: a date forever etched in mind, not so much because of a prodigious and precocious memory -- I was just turning two years old, then -- as it was because of endless repetition in grade school. That was, after all, the supposed turning point in Philippine history when we cast of our shackles and entered into the greatness that was the New Society.

I was a Martial Law baby. For the longest time that was my badge of distinction and of those around me. Today, I'm caught between generations -- that of my parents, who lived through that period as adults, and that of kids in their tweens, who know Marcos (Ferdinand Sr., not Borgy) only from the history books, if they know him at all. I confess that it feels a little odd.

I never took to the streets. I was much too young, then, and nevertheless, it wasn't in my social and educational upbringing. The teachers in the private school that I went to carefully toed the Marcosian party lines, following that fantastical rewriting of Philippine history with an endless litany of names of ministers and programs. When I did come of age, Martial Law was technically over; but growing up in Davao, the hotbed of counterinsurgency, you learned to keep your voice and your head down.

There are bits and pieces of remembrances, trivial though they may be: Of my mother would share with me the op-ed pieces of Arlene Babst and Ninez Cacho-Olivares, back when Manila Bulletin was still Bulletin Today and when it still had some shred of respectability. (Where is Arlene Babst nowadays, I wonder.) And of me, asking a local newscaster at a forum why his reporting seemed so one-sided (answer: "Because we have to support the government.")

But there were the harrowing moments, too. Memories of one midnight when my Dad woke up with the excruciating pain of kidney stones, unable to leave the house because of the curfew. And of another evening with my Dad frantically unbolting the locks of our extension stockroom so we could hide from the three drunken soldiers who had come banging on our doors earlier.

More than all these, one incident left me (and others like me) devastated, one that showed that even children were not to be spared the exercise of power of a ruthless dictator. With that one thoughtless and cruel act, we cursed the name of Marcos forever and ever. That, of course, was when he banned the much-beloved robot cartoons from the airwaves, supposedly so his crony's "educational TV" programming could get an audience. My generation had to wait almost twenty years to see how Voltes V would end.

Yes, it's trivial, almost laughable, but way back when, the wound cut very, very deep.

So now it's September 21, 2007, some 35 years after what was supposed to be The Great Turning Point in Philippine History.

What do you remember?

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Update on the Stabbing Case

Here's an update to the stabbing incident at Ateneo de Davao University:

THE City Prosecutor's Office dismissed the frustrated homicide charges filed against a 17-year-old female student of a private university accused of stabbing her classmate.

The prosecutor's office tells police to instead initiate diversion proceedings instead of pushing through with the case.

A "diversion proceeding", as defined in RA9344, the Philippine's Juvenile Justice Law, is "any act with the end goal of disposing the case involving a youth offender without resorting to formal trial by the competent authority." In other words, an out-of-court settlement, possibly with the parents.

In a resolution penned by City Prosecutor Carlos B. Castaños Jr., said he found probable cause to charge the respondent, who was acting with discernment, for attempted homicide.

But since the penalty imposed is not more than six years imprisonment and there is no proof that respondent has undergone diversion proceedings as required by Republic Act 9344 or the Juvenile Justice and Welfare Act, then there is no other recourse but to dismiss the case.

Castaños, in dismissing the case, ordered the police officer to conduct the required diversion proceedings with the assistance of the City Social Services and Development Office of Davao City.

Accused Gina (complete name withheld for being a minor) was charged for stabbing Ana (not her real name), a Mass Communication student, inside the school campus at around 8:30 a.m. of September 6.

The accused was charged based on the testimonies of their classmates who saw the incident.

Chief City Prosecutor Raul B. Bendigo explained that the ruling of Castaños was in accordance with law, saying that since the respondent was a minor, even if she was acting with discernment, Section 23-A of RA 9344 requires that she will undergo diversion proceedings with her and her victim's parents at the CSSDO because the penalty for frustrated homicide does not exceed six years of imprisonment.

"They will go to the CSSDO and mediate. Pag usapan doon ang mga babayaran, ang mga damages. Kasi kung nag-exceed ng six years, we will file the case and ang court na ang mag-mediate," Bendigo said.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go watch Robocop 2 all over again.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Song of Iroh

Leaves from the vine
Falling so slow
Like fragile tiny shells
drifting in the foam

Little soldier boy
come marching home
Brave soldier boy
comes marching home

This is the song sung in one particularly touching episode of Avatar: The Legend of Aang, Tales of Ba Sing Se.

The segment was dedicated to Mako, original voice actor for Iroh, who died of esophagal cancer.

Monday, September 03, 2007

Clay Tiger

On the request of Dungeons and Dragons gamer Jac Ting Lim, a tiger was my sculpting project over the weekend. Dimensions were such that it could be used as a D&D miniature.

For this project, I used Sculpey polymer clay. Polymer clay, unlike the plasticine that is more common in local bookstores, can be oven-baked to hardness.

I wanted to pose the tiger as if it had just landed from a pounce. I started with a wire frame model soldered together from thick paper clips.

The next step was to coat the wire frame with clay. It's not shown in the photos (didn't want to stain my expensive camera), but the technique I used was to wrap a strip of clay around wire and just pull it down. Any exposed wire could be patched up with more clay.

I added more clay where I thought there ought to be more mass and muscle. Not to boast, but I was working without any model, just from an image in my mind. (Which is why I still might have to correct some parts of the sculpture later on.)

Having done the body, I then did the head. I started with a tetrahedron base, flattened it down at some corners, and added ears and a jaw.

Doing the tail last was a sensible decision. It was the easiest bit to do. While I was sculpting the rest of the body, I could use the exposed wire for that part as a handle for my table vise.

Front view of the tiger. Note the tools in the background for size comparison.

Unbaked Sculpey is a bit softer and less resistant than plasticine, and this works out to both good and bad. It's good because it's easier to shape, but it's not so good as it sometimes gives when I don't want it to. But on the whole, it's not bad material to work with.

Next step is baking, but that's for another time.