Humanized Übermensch.

I look deeper in my heart and find nothing there.

Because ignorance of grammar excuses no one from compliance therewith.

Silence for the dumb…

When criticizing, always disregard the things the subject has no power over. One simply cannot condemn a person for his hideous look or pitiful mental incapacity. There are great wonders behind these fascias of the human race.

Before I criticize I make it a point to count the neurons of my subject, only when I end my count do I start to mock.

Days when you wish Noah and sons fell from the ark.

In a university not so far away, there exists a school publication filled with selfish and senseless editorials about their New Year’s day celebration, staff experiences, college memories, summer escapades, and post-adolescent drivels. Either they fished their entries from their personal blogs, they think people give shit about the crap the pull, or they think their university is too perfect that nothing against it can be said. I thought you were supposed to be the voice of the students and in effect sanction university administrators.

Venting Disgust

Yesterday I have seen young politicians who have attached themselves so much to political bandwagons they have, in fact, become dishonest. Dishonesty that would have shamed Pinocchio because theirs were uttered with so much conviction and eloquence it would not have lengthen their nose but their tongue. It would have even shamed Raskolnikov’s conscience because theirs did not give a hunch of faltering. These are young politicians who call themselves future leaders and representatives of the student body for DLSU-D.

Really what was supposed to be an intellectual debate between Median and Ray has turned out to be a circus that showcased desperation and idiocy.

I should know, I was not only there but I also hosted the event. I was even the one who threw, well read, the issues that they had to resolve. While I was waiting for an intellectual outpour, I was met only with intellectual economy. By the middle of the program I no longer know whether it was really an electoral debate or a quiz bee where the stupidest quizzer bags five million cookies. I mean no offense (really) to those who have answered the questions as sensible as possible, but the collective stupidity was disgusting (really).

I heard an extremely disturbing answer repeated by at least 5 candidates in as different sentences as their not so extensive vocabulary could give them: survey what activities students would want to have (or ask them questions pertaining to their desired activities, or know what students want blah blah). They say the rationale of doing surveys is to be able to identify the projects that the student body would want the councils to produce. I don’t know about you but I really should not be bothered with surveys that have “sports-fests” as options. If I should be allowed to be a little less coy, I do not want to answer damn questions about what I want to do in my forsaken college life because the exact reason you are stupidly elected is for you to remove the burden of decision making from me! Unless your brain has been found or your whole body becomes covered with ears, you do not have the right to ask different people to create a collectively want. That’s elementary and that’s stupid. Besides, your slate has proven that students who can think wisely are either endangered or extinct.

As if repetition of a really bad answer is not enough torture, they start giving acronyms for their platforms. Although we all know that the acronym came before the platform in each letter.

MEDIAN                                                                                 RAY

Making                                                                                 Removed for

Emotive                                                                               A

Douches                                                                               Year

In order to

Aggravate

Nuisance

What really blew my head off (that’s why my ramblings are more senseless) were answers along these lines:

1. Kung magtutulungan lang tayo, magagawa natin ang layunin natin (Kung hindi tayo, sino? Kung hindi ngayon kailan? Para kay Ka-Eddie!),
2. We need each other, help each other,
3. Kailangan nating magbuklod-buklod para sa iisang layunin na mapabuti ang mga mag-aaral ng DLSU-D, we have to be one in our advocacies. We just have to help each other. There’s nothing we can’t do if we do this hand in hand.

And the bees were on the flowers, and the birds were chirping while the subtle ray beam of the sun shone on the nests. And everything else was still. The unfamiliarity of things promises experiences and happily-ever-afters.

Sweet pea, there is a difference between fairy tales and reality, let alone politics. You are in a world were Cinderella pays for the lost shoe and Sleeping Beauty farts even while she is asleep. Grow up kiddo.

This post is too long, right now I will vote for anyone who can teach me the economy of language at a higher than median standard without the sun’s ray bothering me.