The Philippines have always been in the Ring of Fire and it has always been right next to the vast Pacific Ocean where most powerful typhoons originate. This is a fact. Our country has always been at the mercy of these typhoons and, from time to time, earthquakes.
I am not new to Filipino resilience. It has always been one of our greatest traits as a nation. We suffer, we endure, we shake it off and we try to move on. We try to forget.
What irritates me today is that our government, for past 50 or so years, has abused this resilience, this Filipino spirit. Every year hundreds of Filipinos die because of floods brought by typhoons. Yet every single time a typhoon hits our country, our government acts like we are experiencing it for the first time.
I am angry and mad right now because we as a nation deserve better. No Filipino should have died of these typhoons had our government invested extensively on infrastructure and disaster management projects. If our fucking government can afford to buy SUVs for its’ officials, acquire million-dollar fighter jets for its’ Air Force and pay for the electricity of its’ centralized air-conditioned offices, then it can afford a sound and reliable flood control system in every typhoon-prone area in the country and invest in a highly-advanced disaster control and reporting system.
The Filipino people is resilient according to that CNN commenter. But that person never knew that the Filipino people is getting tired. Of having to bear the brunt of a corrupt government system. Of having to deal with selfish and corrupt elected officials. Of being made to look pitiful by our fucking government in the eyes of the whole world. Now is the right time to demand from our government what we all should deserve: we deserve to reap the rewards of the taxes we pay. And I think we deserve all the RESPECT that our government has never shown us all these years.
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you
If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land
Pablo Neruda, Selected Poems