Okay, so Alec Baldwin likes Filipina mail-order brides. Who doesn't? I mean, he's Caucasian, right?
That statement was made partly in jest. You shouldn't put too much weight on what celebrities say, especially on shows like Letterman.
Anybody who's spent quite some time on the net would've probably stumbled upon websites where they show sexy girls you can chat with. Some say "Lucena", others say "Tuguegarao". But one thing's for sure: those girls are not Filipina. They're Caucasian, for crying out loud. You can see it in their pictures.
Cyber-pimping (is there even such a word?) is nothing new, and it certainly is not confined to our country. I'm pretty sure other countries in the Southeast Asian region have their own million-dollar prostitution industry online. But somehow, the Filipinas are the most popular. Maybe because our women are the most beautiful? Who knows, right?
Filipinos are making such a big deal out of that statement. Especially our politicians. Of all people, the members of Congress should be the ones to know that Baldwin's statement falls under the protective cloak of the first amendment, more popularly known as the freedom of speech. Baldwin cannot be prosecuted. The most we can get out of him would be an apology, if we're lucky. But if he won't apologize, then we can always declare him a persona non grata, just like what we did with Claire Danes. But are we sure we want to go through all that effort when the damage has already been done?
Alec Baldwin's exact words were that he was "thinking about getting a Filipino mail-order bride at this point ... or a Russian one". Well, I don't hear the Russians complaining. For a race that spawned Manny Pacquiao, we sure are a bunch of sissies.
*pic from abusora.com
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Tales From the Central Plains 2: Circus Maximus
Good Friday, 10 Apr 2009. Barrio Cutud, San Fernando, Pampanga.
A solemn event like this:
from afar looks like this:
Whatever happened to the sanctity? It was more like a rock concert than a crucifixion.
There were so many foreigners here you'd think you were in Boracay.
Two words: SELL OUT. Shame on the organizers, or the local government officials involved in this money-making sacrilege. Or both.
A solemn event like this:
from afar looks like this:
Whatever happened to the sanctity? It was more like a rock concert than a crucifixion.
There were so many foreigners here you'd think you were in Boracay.
Two words: SELL OUT. Shame on the organizers, or the local government officials involved in this money-making sacrilege. Or both.
Labels:
crucifixion,
pampanga,
sacrilege,
social commentary
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