The vote enlistment for OFWs for the 2010 election started last February 1. This will run until end of August. There are reported complaints though (as expected) about the requirements, especially the necessity of personal appearance. Those who live and work far from Philippine embassies and consulates will find this unappealing. Although I live within reasonable proximity to Philippine Embassy (and in case not, if there’s a will, there must be a way), I don’t feel going for the enlistment.
Don’t get me wrong. I love Philippines. Not that I’m being lazy either. But there’s this initial not so optimist feel of what for? The governance that I’ve witnessed after each election is vicious. I remember one discussion with the locals here. They’re giving praises as to how educated the Filipinos they meet are, and they wonder why the househelpers and cashiers (in the malls) they meet are seemingly educated. “Most of them are college graduates. But maybe they find it necessary to leave Philippines for a while for a number of reasons. Not always the major reason, but for the better pay.” I said. “But what is your government doing? Philippines has a very good education system, you produce world class professionals, what’s wrong with your government?,” they asked. OMG, Prez GMA help! Kidding.
Our discussion went on and on and I found myself re-awakened with what’s happening and that I love my country despite all these. They say I sounded hopeful. At least. Here they source out expats to assist them technically. They are aware of their flaws for the time being. But they take pride in having a government run by honesty (besides the oil, I said) . And that is true.
The afternoon before my flight back to UAE, I chanced to check Welbart (coined form of Joel Bartolome) exhibit in Art Center, SM Megamall. This is a one man exhibit with SONA theme showcasing the works of Camille Dela Rosa. In my shallow understanding of arts, I did look at the nudity-based illustrations as naked truths and reflections of Philippine government.
Does this remind me you of trapos who talk much and just talk? Talk is cheap.
And who’s the man behind the red door? My odd interpretation about this is the rampant telling of lies. Pinocchio story, just the nose.
Here’s an illustration of a young politician. It’s either he’s still gwapo (read as: honest politician driven to serve the country) or nagpapapogi (read as: pretentious).
Sooner or later the young politician will join this League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. Nilamon na ng sistema. I hope not. Political parties, clearly illustrated.
Yes, this is red tape. Clever piece.
I wonder how our politicians will react when they see this as their future.
They are in one boat. Sailing (and drifting) for the same motives? improvement? greed? hopes?
Fields of God. This is one of my two favorite paintings in this exhibit.
This is the other one. Hordes of Charlatan. According to Dela Rosa (the painter), it’s a statement about greed and quackery. Interlocking bones, overlapping skulls, multi-legs, and phantom-like images depict greed: the modern day wheel which seems to drive the society.
Back to the vote enlistment. Here’s a confession: the only time I hugely exercised my rights to suffrage was in 1998 Presidential Election. I remember voting for Alfredo Lim (for some reasons), to the horror of my clan who are Marcos turned Estrada loyalists. (Laguna is Estradas’/Ejercitos’ baluarte. I could not believe when I passed by in Pagsanjan and saw Jorge Estregan, Jr. officiating the kasalang bayan or mass wedding. What I remember about him are his movies. As if I actually watched any of these.)
Change and success don’t happen overnight. And these are strong words from the Executive Director of Center for Migrant Advocacy, “If you want change to happen, be involved. Be responsible citizens, go out and register.” Nakakapressure. 🙂
By the way, Comelec did put up a voter education blog Bagong Botante.