My bad mood, let me show you it

Feb 08, 2008 15:01

It's funny how so much can be done when one isn't reading fan fiction.

Things to do:

1. Set an interview with Rep. Joel Villanueva.
2. Set an interview with Pagcor person
3. Fax request letter to PRA
4. Compile docs needed for credit card application
5. Set schedule for passport application
6. Read PCIJ book on investigating corruption
7. Write next part of
hp_rarities entry
8. Check up on UP planners
9. Visit Procurement Watch website
10. Visit COA website
11. Buy new socks
12. Buy new grip for raquet
13. Get a massage and a pedicure (!)
14. Transfer i-report notes from fanfic notebook to its own notebook

I'm currently on leave from enslavement work so I can move along with the i-report I'm doing for PCIJ.  If the government kills me because of what I'm writing, this is my message to the people on my f-list:

It's been fun knowing you.  I love you all and sincerely regret having not met a lot of you.  I promise not to try and meet you once I am already dead.  Be safe and continue to love Harry Potter and pr0n.

Melodrama, yes, because it's PMS season.  My back hurts, my head hurts, and I'm so very drowsy.

At pre-dawn yesterday, a former consultant to the country's socioeconomic planning office called a press conference and revealed that a former elections commission executive and the husband of our own President tried to secure $130 million worth of kickbacks through a national broadband network deal with the Chinese government.

Engr. Rodolfo Lozada, who used to be a technical adviser to the National Economic and Development Authority, said the members of the Armed Forces placed him in custody against his will for almost two days so he would not come out with what he knows.  The detention was supposedly at the behest of former Commission on Elections chairman Benjamin Abalos, and First Gentleman Miguel Arroyo.

*facepalm*

*headdesk*

The really sad part is that this is not even an isolated case.  This kind of thing--corruption that can be traced to the highest levels of government--happens every single year in this forsaken country.   The government project I'm investigating?  It's three times bigger than the $329-million national broadband network deal currently hogging the airwaves. Why am I not surprised there's corruption here somewhere?

I don't even want to go into Abalos and Arroyo bashing.  It's been done before, by everyone and their uncle. We all know they're guilty.  We all know they're greedy bastards.  We all know they're probably going to get away with it, again.

How do we get this country out of this rut?  I have no f*cking clue.  I've tried waving red banners in the streets.  I've tried writing and publishing stories denouncing these crimes. What do I have to try next?

There are times when I feel that it's time I started thinking about my own welfare and leave this country for good.  Fly to a country where, if corruption happens at all, it doesn't happen as often, or with as glitzy a cast of characters.  Sometimes I want to be able to be so entltled as to have time to focus on concerns about the environment, arts, and all other "frivolous" causes.  But I can't because so many people here actually die of hunger and lack of access to basic medication and this happens while government officials line their pockets with money.

A number of economic reports from international analysts say that corruption isn't the number one problem in this country.  It's actually the massive brain drain that's occurring.  All the decent, intelligent people of this country are leaving for greener pastures, leaving us truly a nation of hoodlums and victims.

I don't want to be part of that statistic.  Not yet, anyway.

I've always thought I'd fit best in Slytherin House.  I'm such a competitive brat, an attention whore, and a sweet talker to get what I want.  But that (points to entry under the cut) is positive proof that all those sorting memes are actually right.  I'm so much a Gryffindor, it hurts.  I care too much about things, and want to change them myself.  It's so exasperating.

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