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April 24 2013 4 24 /04 /April /2013 06:12

More than Houses and Places

 

Author Ed Canlas in his book, Camiguin Island in Mindanao and the Houses of My Life, takes us into houses and places and activities that most travelogue writers and journalists could not even come close to, and he tells of them with longing and felt-feeling and sentimentality and wit, and a very sharp eye. But they are not just houses and places and activities, in Camiguin Island, or  wherever, which you as a traveler/tourist can see across a span of water on a pleasant day from Kinoguitan Punta, if you’re in Cagayan de Oro City, and standing there at the Punta under a clear and glorious sky. O yes, not what’s usually in one’s mind, for the book surpasses these mental and physical pictures, and houses he had built and he had to leave, reluctantly, and the mundane images, unabashed, and places like the hot spring in Mambajao, where you could boil an egg for breakfast, or as a child out of impish curiosity, and the submerged cemetery, in Bonbon, made more apart and distinguished by an algae-ed pointed cross, and of course the volcanoes, O Jesus! all those omnipresent volcanoes, nearly everywhere one turns and looks. Not at all these, much more than these; it is that which brings us to realize that these deluded images serve much more, as they engender and stimulate the very foundation of spiritual and moral birth/rebirth, and too the more scathing and truly stirring path to understanding and the reaching and arriving at the point in all quiteness and finality ¾ the ford to understanding and faith and love of fellowmen. - Antonio Enriquez, author, novel Samboangan: the Cult of War       

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April 9 2013 3 09 /04 /April /2013 16:17

Hi! I just downloaded 'Notes on Zamboanga: Part 1 of 3; as promised. Will download the next a couple of days from now. Found out I had to reformat them to fit into this blog. Hope this would help writers and poets (celebrate 'Zamboanga Hermosa!' and 'No Te Vayas!'), cutting down time in research, when writing about Mindanao/hometown Zamboanga. Gracias.      

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March 5 2013 3 05 /03 /March /2013 04:18

Am afraid I can't recollect it correctly/perfectly, but let me just paraphrase it, for it will serve what is intended: it goes something like this/the expression--Give what is God's to God. and to Ceasar what is Ceasar's. Instead of telling the Tausugs/Sultan's royal guards to 'go home,' like what our honorable female secretary of welfare or something has been grudgingly asking, why not demand that Malaysia must return Sabah to its rightful owner, the Sultan of Jolo? Then everyone can go home and have a peaceful night sleep. O come to think of it/this irony, that the Tausugs are just doing, or has done in advance, what the honorable female secretary is asking: to 'go home.' Thus, they went home to Sabah/their ancestral land.       

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March 4 2013 2 04 /03 /March /2013 16:21

How naive for President Aquino to ask the Tausugs in Sabah to 'go home' and give up/surrender. For centuries the Tausugs were locked in war with the Spain and never, never surrendered; in the 19th century they fought against the American imperialists and rather than surrender preferred death and massacre. Thus, hundreds of Tausugs in Jolo were routinely massacred by U.S. generals Wood and Pershing (whom we honor by naming a southern municipality and plazas after these 'honorable' men). If there's any word that would raise their blood pressure, it's the word 'surrender.' It just isn't in their dictionary. Pues honorable President a bit of caution and understanding. 

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October 4 2012 5 04 /10 /October /2012 14:50

Reworked

   Antonio Enriquez

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                                             Trees: painting by Saudi

 

Oo-oh, Where Can You See

  

  

Where in the Philippines did they build a concrete road, traversed barely by a few,   commercially useless, existing in all its spacious bleakness and emptiness for all to see, really a slap in the face of decent folks; whereas, barely 500 meters  away, a dirt road, which forks to a much densely populated sitios of Orozena,  Orocolai, and Caffas, and used daily by thousands of people, is abandoned and outrageously left to neglect, allowing it to stink and rut?

Our road in Ramiroville, Macanhan, Cagayan de Oro City, is that shameful dirt road, rutted with moon-like craters, suited for mountain goats when dry, and with a horribly polluted drainage, just as aptly suited for aggrieved toads to croak during rainfall.

People have lived here on this dirt road, once a trail, now populated and growing, when the biggest mall in Cagayan de Or City was only a dream in the minds of the Limkit-kai family. The land here was a wasteland, covered with grassland and marshes, and even now, the present generation - us unfortunate - can still smell the marshland, and cough the havoc of Typhoon Sendong of last year, December 17, where its closest subdivisio neighbor, Emily Homes, 450 meters, east,  was swamped with flash flood to the rooftops, the cars floating by  like ghost ships, and over eighty ‘Emily Homes’ people drowned in the slush and rushing waters, and thousands watched helplessly as their homes was washed away and disappeared in their very eyes .

Luckily, us on high ground, in back of XU Estate, all survived, though waterlogged, breast-deep in slush and mud, we got through in spite of the torrents of water rushing around us from the ancient drainage and moon-cratered dirt road, which was no longer a road but a turbulent river.

It is not all over yet, won't ever be, yes, not until the dirt road and ancient drainage are repaired, resuscitated  from ancient dullness, and its mediocre existence.

However, presently, our immediate fear is that the donation of the lot, 2,314 sq. meters, by the heirs of Apolinar Ramiro, Sr., valued at some two million pesos (estimated over four years ago, now surely costing thrice as much), will be lost next year¾taken back by the donors as stipulated in the deed of donation, which expires in five years if the government neglects it, as it has done so far, not unpectedly, and our dismal road and mosquito-infested drainage are not lifted to present-day, even, minimal standard.

So, an urgent appeal has been made to our representative, 1st district, Honorable Benjo A. Benaldo, inniated by a Ramiroville resident Teofilo Lucagbo, second week of last month, and signed by hundreds of residents, supported and confirmed in a matter of days by them. Hudreds more are waiting to post their signatures, amen.

We here in Macanhan, despite years of neglect ushered in by both local government and barangay officials¾oh yes, guilty as the butler who ushers in an unwanted guest¾are hopeful still, firm in our belief and faith, that help may yet be just around the corner. Yes, quite so in spite of!

For now a bright light and veil of illumination have just hovered over our bleak land, undulating, phosphorescent with hope.

Indeed, we are hopeful because next year is election year, oh yes, and as the insipient circus begins, our hope rises, too, as it has always done, but, be it as it may, that unlike previous years, our political and elected officials (who in all damnation wish to be re-elected) will this time do something about it, our ancient drainage and moon-crated dirt road.  

So, pray no more floods, poisoned slush waters, ancient canals and moon-crater road, which, with roaring suspicion, are worse than those built during the time of Ceasar and Hannibal the Great. And above all, pray, kneels down, crouch, that there be no more Typhoon-like Sendong.

Oo, yes - Knock on wood!

 

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August 8 2012 4 08 /08 /August /2012 11:44

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2002 SEA Write Tony Enriquez with Nobel Laureate V.S.Naipul, in Bangkok.

 

Copyright-Con Most Vile. An appeal to: Philippine PEN International and UMPHIL: am member of both organizations:

My historical novel 'The Revolt of Gueremon Tenorio' and short stories were posted in
Zamboanga.com-webmaster.zamboanga.com, 2006. This vile deed was done without my permission and webmaster has been selling the novel 'in my behalf',' and filling his pocket what I had sweated and blooded for years. Not a centavo came my way nor a coin jiggled in my pocket since over half a decade ago. I need your help to stop this villain, this shameless thief, and to stop him forever from coning other innocent writers. Buen salud, Tony Enriquez[1]


[1] Had posted this in an earlier version in Face Book, Twitter, and Linkedin.

 

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August 8 2012 4 08 /08 /August /2012 11:44

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2002 SEA Write Tony Enriquez with Nobel Laureate V.S.Naipul, in Bangkok.

 

Copyright-Con Most Vile. An appeal to: Philippine PEN International and UMPHIL: am member of both organizations:

My historical novel 'The Revolt of Gueremon Tenorio' and short stories were posted in
Zamboanga.com-webmaster.zamboanga.com, 2006. This vile deed was done without my permission and webmaster has been selling the novel 'in my behalf',' and filling his pocket what I had sweated and blooded for years. Not a centavo came my way nor a coin jiggled in my pocket since over half a decade ago. I need your help to stop this villain, this shameless thief, and to stop him forever from coning other innocent writers. Buen salud, Tony Enriquez[1]


[1] Had posted this in an earlier version in Face Book, Twitter, and Linkedin.

 

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July 31 2012 3 31 /07 /July /2012 18:13

One SAF Dead and Police Officer Wounded --- so what happens next? Both living and dead need not just our sympathy, but all the financial support we - especially from Zamboanga, and I don't mean just the private citizens, but city officials, whose city these police officers were protecting from drug syndicate and terrorists - can harness for their sacrifice. Below is the 'Zamboanga Today Online' story of the encouonter in Recodo, Zamboanga City, April 28, 2012.

SAF killed, policeman wounded in Recodo shootout

Saturday, 28 April 2012 11:57

A member of the police special action force (SAF) was killed while another policeman was wounded in a shootout against a notorious drug supplier during a special operation conducted by the joint operatives of local and regional Philippine National Police (PNP) and Philippine Drugs Enforcement Agency (PDEA) at Purok 8, Barangay Recodo, this city, Thursdayafternoon. 

Ayala Police Station commander Superintendent Albert Larubis told Zamboanga Today that the combined police operatives and PDEA members served a
 arrest warrant against notorious drug dealer Margani Samla also known as Bin Laden. 

The drug enforcement operation resulted to the killing of Police Officer 2 Roberto Tucay, a member of the PNP-SAF, and wounding of Police Officer 3 Flavio Enriquez Jr. of the Regional Intelligence Division, Police Regional Office 9 (PRO9), and a woman identified as Hadjing Latip y Arasain, 80, a
 resident of the said place. 

The wounded victims were rushed to the hospital for
 medical treatment but PO2 Tucay was pronounced dead on arrival by the attending doctors.                 

Authorities also
 arrested 6 persons Muhiddin Ismael y Huni, 40; Jerhan Huni y Hawani, 25; Kadil Ismael y Huni, 30; Mursadar Sakandal y Abdulla, 24; Edmon Agustin y Loreto, 22; and Marsid Sahi, 20; all residents of Purok 8, Recodo.

All six
 arrested persons are now under police custody for interrogation.
Samla is listed as one of the most wanted persons of the Zamboanga City Police Office (ZCPO) this year.

Police and PDEA personnel are continuously conducting
 illegal drug buy-bust and entrapment operations at the said barangay against notorious drug pushers in the area. 

Oftentimes, the local police and PDEA agents are harassed and ambushed by unidentified armed men believed to be members of the drug syndicate.
 
Several killings and shooting incidents at the said barangay have been associated to the operation of
 illegal drugs
.

By Eugene A. Lasprilla

 

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July 31 2012 3 31 /07 /July /2012 16:00

A writer-friend asked, What ... how did it happen? I guess my good friend, without malice in his heart, must have thought I must be pretty dumb (initially used the word 'stupid' --- but I eased off, since so many already have flung the unsavory word my way, since then) to post my novel in the internet, where anybody could see and download it, yes, only un istupido, would do that, and though I've done much stupidness and silliness in this and previous life (karma), how could it be possible to be so naive, with so much stupid experience, as to fall for the oldest trick of a swindler? So, I look back to the date on the website, the so called Zamboanga.com - webmaster.zamboanga.com, 2006; looked back over half a decade ago, and I think I got it, recalled back all those half-dozen years, which wasn't easy, the recalling, the brain not as sharp as when it happened, six years ago, but the memory came back, rather trickled back: and it is this, that it would not have happened if there wasn't so much trust, compiansa, to fellow humans, to strangers, in fact, as I never personally met him, the perpetrator, the trickster, the whatever, and yet so much trust. It was for this in the recollection, for this that I was introduce to him, the stranger, by a relative, a cousin maybe, a brother even, I was eager to, since the plan then, the master plan, if you wish, was to put up a website for my stories, my new novel, 'The Revolt of Gueremon Tenorio.' So I gave him these, which he too wanted, but without the honest plan, his evil mind already charging like a half-ton battery; so when he had my stories and novel the next thing came, likely easy to him, but hard for an honest man --- the posting of what I had through sweat, blood, and tears, worked on for years, for decades, him posting them on the Zamboanga.com website. Fine! but compoblanos, friends, readers, fellow-writers; without my permission; in spirit or put to pen and ink. Ay, so easily riped off, this Tony Enriquez, who I hope could write as I some times think I can, but can't see the huge, black hand of a con man.   

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July 31 2012 3 31 /07 /July /2012 16:00

A writer-friend asked, What ... how did it happen? I guess my good friend, without malice in his heart, must have thought I must be pretty dumb (initially used the word 'stupid' --- but I eased off, since so many already have flung the unsavory word my way, since then) to post my novel in the internet, where anybody could see and download it, yes, only un istupido, would do that, and though I've done much stupidness and silliness in this and previous life (karma), how could it be possible to be so naive, with so much stupid experience, as to fall for the oldest trick of a swindler? So, I look back to the date on the website, the so called Zamboanga.com - webmaster.zamboanga.com, 2006; looked back over half a decade ago, and I think I got it, recalled back all those half-dozen years, which wasn't easy, the recalling, the brain not as sharp as when it happened, six years ago, but the memory came back, rather trickled back: and it is this, that it would not have happened if there wasn't so much trust, compiansa, to fellow humans, to strangers, in fact, as I never personally met him, the perpetrator, the trickster, the whatever, and yet so much trust. It was for this in the recollection, for this that I was introduce to him, the stranger, by a relative, a cousin maybe, a brother even, I was eager to, since the plan then, the master plan, if you wish, was to put up a website for my stories, my new novel, 'The Revolt of Gueremon Tenorio.' So I gave him these, which he too wanted, but without the honest plan, his evil mind already charging like a half-ton battery; so when he had my stories and novel the next thing came, likely easy to him, but hard for an honest man --- the posting of what I had through sweat, blood, and tears, worked on for years, for decades, him posting them on the Zamboanga.com website. Fine! but compoblanos, friends, readers, fellow-writers; without my permission; in spirit or put to pen and ink. Ay, so easily riped off, this Tony Enriquez, who I hope could write as I some times think I can, but can't see the huge, black hand of a con man.   

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