okay, okay. so i gobbled up my cynicism and guess where i found myself yesterday afternoon?
somewhere here:
feb 15 rally: sobra na, tama na, kumilos na!i really didn't have any plans of going.
i mean, i stayed out really late on valentine's night (yihee!) and i got a gazillion things to do-- like check my students' papers, finish my lecture notes, come up with a critique for a project, start reading g.g. marquez's "love in a time of cholera" which i got last christmas, and perhaps, get some sleep.
but hearing adel tamano got me out of bed and into the streets.
well, there weren't too much people. most of my acquaintances from civil society organizations were there though.
jazzy and i stationed ourselves somewhere near the enterprise tower.
as i stood there listening to the speeches and the chants, i can't help but get a sense of dejavu.
anyway, it was the first time i heard the song which goes: "don't go gently into the night, rage into the dying light." chikoy pura of the jerks performed it so well, i want an Mp3 of it.
there would be more mass actions they say, till mrs. arroyo falls off her high chair in the palace.
God save this country.
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