makes you squirm

nausea.

was the feeling i woke up to this morning. no, it has nothing to do with the excess caffeine in my system. or the baby. i'm probably just a bit stressed.

i have been going through the papers of graham allison, digging into the cuban missile crisis in the 60's.

and i watched the late night news before going to sleep.

you know what they showed? yet another video of a filipina domestic helper being raped by her employer in the middle east.

i know we have been hearing horror stories of this kind often. i mean, hello, this country's main export are not bananas or abaca-- it's labor.

but it's so disturbing when you see how a fellow pinoy, a pinay at that, who in search of green pastures that the philippines cannot offer, get violated, raped.

her hands were tied and she was screaming "aray" as the hairy, most likely very smelly arab entered her. again. and again. and again.

it is sad that the government seems to not be doing its damn best to create permanent jobs for the people. yes, we have growth, yes, the peso is strong. but why is it that an average of 2500 pinoys still leave their families and choose to face the dangers of working in a foreign country every freaking day than stay here.

of course, i also get pissed at people who look down on OFWs. i mean, come on, these people who fly on economy class so they can save some more money to give to their families, keep this island republic afloat with their billion dollar remittances. while some divas probably evade tax.

i do not speak for all the OFWs, but i pretty much think that if they had a choice, the domestic helper won't risk becoming a sex slave or a human punching bag for a measly P10,000. the driver won't go around delivering supply materials to war ravaged iraq for P12,000. the engineer won't forego the chance of seeing his kids grow before his eyes. the nurse would rather treat pinoy patients than those non-english speaking nationals. the teacher would rather teach her own kids how to read than some other school children who may go amok anytime.

i rage against the illegal recruiters who make money out of the struggling pinoys' unemployment woes and make conditions for OFWs more difficult.

to the cruel and abusive employers, what can i say? you may be shelling out petro dollars, uncle sam dollars, mickey mouse money, queen's pound-- but it's just for the labor of your pinoy employees. no amount of money, of salary will ever enough for you to deprive them of their human rights and dignity.

p.I. ninyong mga arabo--lalo na yung pinakitang gumahasa sa pinay. maubusan sana kayo ng langis. tignan ko lang.

translation: i am all for world peace.

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moving on, the WORLD Bank has dismissed the claim for compensation over the Naia Terminal 3 project of Germany's Frankfurt Airport Services Worldwide (Fraport), clearing the way for the eventual operation of the mothballed facility, officials said Friday.

if you haven't seen our international airports, the ones we have now, then congratulations, you have been spared of the emotional scars that come from being welcomed by an ugly airport at your arrival.

seriously. o sige, let's do pictionary muna:

terminal one: the old NAIA

terminal 2: lucion tans's airport--este centennial airport

terminal 3: porjos-posanto-ang-tagal-magbukas- terminal

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terminal 3 was suppose to open the same time that suvarnabhumi did. but all the belly aching by fraport and all the stakeholders in this controversy delayed the opening.

to this day, it is still closed, not operational.

congratulations to the office of the solicitor general and the phil govt for winning this round against fraport.

but who knows what that foreign consortium still have on its sleeves. last i heard, they still have loads of bullets to fire. err--what i mean is, marami pang ibubuga, kayo naman.

i will throw a party once terminal 3 is open and operational. that doesn't mean though that i'll take off right then and there.