tarnished integrity

Honesty is one of the qualities we want in a leader. [Of course! I've never heard of anybody who wants to have a dishonest leader.] Sadly, this is also one quality that most of our goverrnment leaders lack.

The May 14 election is a clear evidence how dreadfully disturbing is the state of our electoral process. The widespread and never ending vote buying and vote selling and outright election violations are enough evidence that there is something wrong with the electoral system. Something very very wrong that needs to be change and that change should be now.

The peoples votes are the peoples voice. The partial results of the canvassing especially in the senatorial race is an indication enough that the people badly wants the change. They gave their votes so their plight for a change would be heard. However there is a power that badly wants to silence the cries of the millions who are dissatisfied of the way the country is being steered. A power that desperately wants to choke the voice of the people by performing equally desperate attempts to remain in power and to secure their standing the governemnt.

Threats, violence, senseless killings and massive election frauds dominates the national scene.It is therefore surprising how the governemnt could easily and proudly claim that the election was successful and peaceful. PEaceful? How can it be peaceful when lives have been wasted?The Lanao special elections has been delayed twice but was thankfully pushed through on the third time but of course it has to be guarded by heavily armed soldiers.

If this is the kind of scene the government calls peaceful, I'm so scared to think of how they might define the word violent.

It is no wonder therfore that the Filipino people has no trust in their government. How can you trust these people when you have been witness to how desperate they want to be in the government seat. Of course, here in the Philippines being in position is an investment. That is probably one reason why a Filipino Politician would fight tooth and nail and even waste innocent lives just so he could place his butt in that dilapidated seat.

An honest election would mean honest leaders. Honest elections would result to citizens trusting their leaders and cooperating with them which would eventually mean development. However, with the kind of things happening right now, how could the Filipino people trust their leaders?How will they trust a leader whos proclamation is tarnished by vote buyings and massive cheatings?

Unless the people in the government heed the call of the nation, elections would always be a waste of time and money and real development would be bleak.In fact holding elections would only mean choosing rotten tomatoes in exchange of decaying ones.Becuase elections usually mean replacing corrupt officials with another set of equally corrupt officials, the only difference is the view.

Change would be slow though. We still have a long way to go to be able to achieve that change.Though the awareness that the people were showing is already a step towards it, the road to that cherished change would be long and rough, not to mention dangerous.

But we still hope…after all hoping is the only saftey option we can have.

fastforward

How would you choose between two people you love most in your life? 

My life changed 360 degrees in a blink of an eye. I did not even realized it could happen that fast and my only source of happiness would vanish in just a second. I'm angry and totally devastated, to top it all, everything could have been my fault.

It has been awhile now since i found out but i thought he ended it already. The first time wasn't that devastating because i was so young then to realize what would happen. However, the recent incident devastated me and really broke my heart. I never thought these things really happen in real life.

Broken homes, family problems, mistress? Ideas that are so far-fetched for me and could only happen to other people. You only see such things on television, but never, never in real life. Certainly, not in my life.

Or so I thought.

Would you believe that a singtle text message could ruin 19 years of happiness?Would you believe that a single text message could twist my life forever?

This is probably so ridiculous of me to tell the whole world that my family is so broken now that I don't think even a million Mighty bond could never put it back together.

The internet, my journals, my blogs are the only avenues i have. It is only here where I could express myself. The result could be understanding or misunderstanding from the readers but I don't care. They could criticize me as many times as they like, call me names, ridicule me, curse me,but they could never really hurt me. Besides, this is my blog and I'll do whatever I want to do with it. Nobody has the right to tell me how I should write my entries,how to do this and that because this is the way I want to express myself.

[back to the topic]

The events surprised me that one minute I closed my eyes with everything okay, the next i opened it and everything seemed a million years ago. Was it only last Christmas that we were together, laughing our hearts out over silly jokes?Was it only a few months ago that we stood side by side with each other watching the fireworks? I was so happy then, i thought I have the best family in the world.

Now, everything i used to believe in is shattered. Could a person really change?Is there really such a thing as happiness? Are prayers really answered? If so, then why am I hurting now?

Is it a child's responsibility to fix the problems of her parents? Do I have the right to interfere?Was it wrong for me to just sit there and watch as 18 years of trust was shattered?

People kept telling me that I should have done something. I should have said something. And for once in my life, I was silent, unable to speak on the moment when I should have been speaking. Why can't people realize that this is not an extemporaneous speech contest where every question has an answer and problem has a solution.

After years of being the stoic, I cried.The tension at home strained me so much that summer vacation didn't seem like a vacation at all. Now, I found out that silence is even more noisier and more painful than arguments and barage of curses.

My life is not the same as it is before. It changed, drastically.

Now I know, change indeed is a very painful process.