Monday, January 27, 2014

A Community Gathers for Randy Gener's Healing...and Justice

I will always be shocked at how society has grown in violence. And I will always be stunned by the triumph of the human spirit, of the sense of community to rise above it all.

By Marivir R. Montebon

New York City — As New York crept into another night of brazen cold on Monday, family and friends of theater journalist Randy Gener gathered for a press conference and prayer rally for his healing. It was poignant and heartwarming, with his husband Steve Nisbet and younger sister Jessica Dreissler, representing his family, at the Philippine Consulate on 5th Avenue.




[caption id="attachment_3244" align="alignleft" width="300"]A prayer rally and press con for Randy Gener. A prayer rally and press con for Randy Gener.[/caption]

Holding back tears, both had profusely thanked the overwhelming support for Gener who was attacked by a still unidentified assailant on January 17 in midtown Manhattan. Police are looking at the possibility of bias crime and have released a cartographic sketch of his probable assailant.


A week after the unfortunate incident was revealed through Gener’s Facebook account by his sister, Gener’s friends and colleagues have actively responded to seek justice for him. They also raised $38,000 from donations for his medical expenses. He had brain surgery after the attack and is now confined at the St. Luke’s Roosevelt Hospital.


Dreissler told members of the press that they are open to any possibility as to the NYPD findings, if it was indeed a hate crime. “Regardless, we are touched by your help, especially on how to go about all these. My brother is the eldest and the rock in our family. Now, he is not that rock. As the youngest, I am used to be at the receiving end in the family. It is difficult. I deal with this day by day. And thank you for your help.”




[caption id="attachment_3246" align="alignright" width="168"]Steven, a partner of 19 years Steven, a partner of 19 years[/caption]

Nisbet, Gener’s partner of 19 years, says he remains touched by the Filipino community’s outpouring of love for a ‘friend and a colleague’. “I am stunned and grateful. I know the prayers that you all do have a profound effect on his healing. When he squirms in pain, I hold him and the injured part of his skull, and he gets relaxed. Your prayers gave him energy to fight (for his life),” he said in a quick conversation after the press conference.


The public prayers and press conferences were put together by the Filipino-American Press Club of New York (FAPCNY), which Gener is an active member.  FAPCNY vice president Momar Visaya said in his testimony how everyone was shocked. “All we could wish for is for the monster who did this to be pinned down.”


Philippine Consul General Mario de Leon Jr. acknowledged Gener’s active involvement in theConsulate’s cultural and education programs. “Even at such a short notice, he would readily be of service to share his talent.”


De Leon said that the Filipino community seeks justice for Gener, regardless of the motive of the crime, in order to live in a safe and secure environment.




[caption id="attachment_3245" align="alignleft" width="168"]Momar Visjaya, vice president of the FAPC-NYC Momar Visjaya, vice president of the FAPC-NYC[/caption]

Gener, 45, is a writer, drama critic, editor, playwright, and visual artist. He wrote for Village Voice and had written numerous scholarly essays, including anthologies Theater and Humanism in a World of Violence in the encyclopedia Cambridge Guide to the American Theater. His reviews and essays have been published by the New York Times, New York Magazine, The Star Ledger, Time Out New York, The International Herald Tribune, among others.


Gatherings with Gener had always been joyous. Perhaps having gone a long way in theater, literature, and journalism, he was easily funny and fun to be with, as all his friends say.


I encountered this multi-talented fellow just twice. The first time was when he read poetry in Filipino to commemorate the national language month in October 2013. He was remarkable – giving justice to works of national poets Corazon de Jesus, Alejandro Abadilla, Corazon Alma, and Jose Lacaba – as he read their poems to the audience. He also read his own composition (both in Filipino and English), The Toilet is My Paradise and In Memory of My Grandfather who Loved Guava.


His poems revealed that this man is a social critic, somebody you would love to quote and listen to. It was an unforgettable night. In fact, I wrote a poem about the national language month, instead of a report. Unknown to me, he twitted it…Marivir Montebon wrote a poem, not a report on the national language week. I never knew about his twit, and I am yet to thank him for that.




[caption id="attachment_2712" align="alignleft" width="300"]Gener reciting the poem he wrote in honor of his late grandfather at the Philippine Center in October 2013. Gener reciting the poem he wrote in honor of his late grandfather at the Philippine Center in October 2013.[/caption]

The second time I met him was at the most recent Christmas party for the Filipino American Journalists in New York which he emceed lightheartedly. Then the horrible news broke in mid-January.


My daughter read it aloud from her Facebook account. Holy macaroni…wt…., omg, I said, as Nikki and I were courageously on the last leg of packing up our things to move to a new apartment.


I had to straddle between relentless packing and emailing, with concerned media practitioners, in the following hours. This is so disturbing, I thought, for nothing was stolen from his possession. Thus were born activities, media statements, follow-up stories. We seek justice for Randy Gener, a talented generous member of society and a wonderful friend to many.


Like everyone else, I will always be shocked at how society has grown in violence. What is the antidote to this? A pastor, Gener’s friend and colleague in the theater, had said during the prayer vigil, “There has to be love. Love is better than tolerance.” Indeed. And I will always be stunned by the triumph of the human spirit, of the sense of community to rise above it all.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Filipino journalist assaulted, fights for life

New York City -- Members of the Filipino community in New York are asking the public to step up any information to aid the NY police who are currently probing the assault of theater journalist Randy Gener.  The young multi-talented writer, actor, director, and teacher is now fighting for his life in a local hospital.


Anyone with more information is asked to come forward, and provide information to active case file #485, under Detective Ervis at the 18th Precinct at (212) 767-8400.




[caption id="attachment_2712" align="aligncenter" width="300"]Gener reciting the poem he wrote in honor of his late grandfather at the Philippine Center in October 2013. Gener reciting the poem he wrote in honor of his late grandfather at the Philippine Center in October 2013.[/caption]

Gener was attacked on January 17, before 4 o’clock in the morning after leaving a party in midtown Manhattan. He was found in the vicinity of 7th Avenue, near 54th and 55th Streets. He is said to have suffered severe head trauma, for which he went through surgery and is currently in a neuro ICU.


The Gener family believes that he could be a victim of hate crime, because nothing was taken from his possession.


A member of the Catholic Church has expressed alarm over the case of Gener, and asked authorities for swift justice.  “We cannot allow a Filipino member of the LGBT to be a victim of hate. Let’s bring the perpetrators to justice,” Fr. Julian Jagudilla, Parochial Vicar of the Church of St. Francis of Assisi and director of the Migrant Center at the Church of St. Francis of Assisi told members of the Filipino American Press Club of New York.


The Philippine Consulate has directly contacted the NYPD to follow-up on the investigation on the Gener assault. A prayer vigil will be held on Sunday, January 26 at the Philippine Center on 5th Avenue at 6 o’clock in the evening.


OSM! online magazine had featured Gener in a cultural event dubbed as Linggo ng Wika held at the Philippine Consulate in Manhattan where he delivered poems by renowned Filipino poets as well as his own compositions.


Gener is an editor, social media expert, accomplished writer and critical thinker with 10 years of experience leading, directing, managing and editing news, features and narrative content for print publications, new media and interactive digital projects. He has reported and written for National Public Radio, New York Times, Star Ledger, Village Voice, New York Daily News, Crain's New York Business, International Herald Tribune, Time Out New York, New York Magazine, Film Society of Lincoln Center, and others in Asia and Europe.


He is also a lecturer on American studies, U.S. politics and foreign affairs, cultural diplomacy and international relations, journalism and criticism, design and performance, arts and entertainment, and the impact of new technology on narrative architectures.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

2013 REFLECTIONS AND REVIEW IN PICTURES

Editor's Notes
By Marivir R. Montebon

2013 was a wonderful year for OSM! which has proven that positive journalism works, and has a vast opportunity for growth in the digital space.

The year closed with OSM! reaching 584,721 hits globally. The US is its number reader, followed by the Philippines, then closely by China, Canada, France, Russian Federation, Ukraine, Israel, Thailand, and Finland.

Our new readers is recorded to have reached 85,645 this year.

Top searched items are the indomitable Pitsi-pitsi of Kit's Kitchen, our featured personalities of Lani Misalucha, Meki Saldana, Joy Luna, Daphne Ceniza, Cora de Boer, Erno Hormillosa, Eman Lacaba, and the Cocofed scholars of Legazpi City, and the (shared) video presentation of Janet Villa as adoptive parent.

[caption id="attachment_2740" align="alignleft" width="300"]Cheers from the Cocofed scholars! Cheers from the Cocofed scholars![/caption]

[caption id="attachment_2882" align="alignleft" width="203"]Lani Misalucha, the Las Vegas diva conquers New York Lani Misalucha, the Las Vegas diva conquers New York[/caption]

[caption id="attachment_2414" align="alignleft" width="300"]Meki Saldana, Filipina model and actress trail blazes in New York. Meki Saldana, Filipina model and actress trail blazes in New York.[/caption]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The readers also searched heavily on alcamporado and the blessings jar, both from Granny Gorgeous and the Visayan creation myth of the section of Tales from Lefou.

Our top read articles are That Psyche of Resilience (an after thought of the super typhoon Yolanda) which was also the debut blog of Marivir Montebon for Huffington Post. This was followed by How's My Two Cents Worth? on the plight of online writers being paid poorly. Joan Ariete's Of Yolanda, Prior Catastrophes, and My Sweet Typhoon Liam was the third most read article in 2013.

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The other top read articles are: Pork and Other Fatty Perks (the Philippine's pork barrel scam), The Perfect Subversion (international novelist and feminist Ninotchka Rosca's lecture on the history of violence against women), and Writing Across Borders (Tim Sheard's article on the international writer's conference).

[caption id="attachment_2898" align="aligncenter" width="168"]Violence against women happened sharply with the foreign intruder Spanish colonialist, erasing the almost perfect society headed by the babaylan in ancient times. Violence against women happened sharply with the foreign intruder Spanish colonialist, erasing the almost perfect society headed by the babaylan in ancient times.[/caption]

The inspiration to and opportunity for positive growth in 2014 remain bright and clear, as we are now running weekly since July 2013.

The OSM! team will be here for the enjoyment and love of writing as well as providing a compassionate and responsible venue for small businesses and entrepreneurs to grow, and good deeds to be celebrated.

Bring it on, 2014!

From the OSM! team, thank you so much, dear readers!

 

 

 

Four Seasons in Japan

A Photo Journey by Arlene Donaire

Every day was a journey and the journey itself felt like home as I tried to grasp and appreciate my life in Japan. Four seasons in the land of the rising sun - winter, spring, summer, and fall. All worth it!

Manila -- I was blessed with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to live and work in Tokyo for a year between 2010 and 2011. Before then, I only knew of Tokyo’s Narita Airport as a stopover for the inter-continental flights when I had to travel to the US.

Even so, I’d always been fascinated by the efficiency and orderliness, the almost anesthetic cleanliness, and the technologically-driven life of Japan, a country so small in geographic size yet considered as an economic giant among the world leaders. I’ve wondered then how interesting it must be to experience life in Japan and how it would enrich my own appreciation for my Filipino way of life.

[caption id="attachment_3213" align="alignleft" width="300"]Summer in Hibiya Park Summer in Hibiya Park[/caption]

I have lived some fruitful years in the US as student, but looking back now, it doesn’t quite compare to the profoundly enriching journey I’ve had in Japan.

When the chance came for me to work for the Asian Productivity Organization in Tokyo I immediately embraced it, with much  skepticism and excitement all at once. Japan, for those that have not yet experienced it, is really enigmatic, a beautifully strange country steeped in strongly respected customs and traditions and yet assertively embracing and leading the modern world. Even after a year of residence, I would not claim to have known it well enough. I still am awed but I did have a good taste of it for sure as I went about in my daily routine.

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A highlight of my year, was an earthshaking experience in March that left me mostly disconcerted for my safety for the rest the year and more importantly gave me a renewed desire to value my own existence and those that I held dear.




[caption id="attachment_3211" align="aligncenter" width="876"]The summit of Mt. Hakone in the summer of 2011. The summit of Mt. Hakone in the summer of 2011.[/caption]

I was at work in Tokyo when the devastating earthquake and tsunami happened. Tokyo itself was spared from the massive loss of lives and properties and I was grateful for my immediate safety but the experience left me with a nagging fear of the unknown.

The experience however made me understand just how rock-solid the foundations are of Japan as a nation as it managed to  systematically care for its citizens amid the massive destruction and despair and now, re-emerging unscathed and noble from the disaster that struck. The rest of the daily life routines seemed easier after that.

[caption id="attachment_3212" align="aligncenter" width="300"]Showa Kinen Park during fall. Showa Kinen Park during fall.[/caption]

Though not quite feeling at home living on the 13th floor of an apartment building in the reclamation district of Toyosu, which swayed like a cradle on every tremor post-earthquake, I had fully embraced Tokyo’s way of life - from the long walks to catch my ride in the fast and efficient Tokyo metro; roaming the usual touristic destinations within the metro – Roponggi, Shibuya, Omotesando, Asakusa, Ginza, Disneyland; frequenting my life support system of grocery shops, malls, pharmacy, and Starbucks in the Toyosu neighborhood where I lived and in Chiyoda-ku where I worked; watching 3D movies, the Cirque de Soleil, Yonex Badminton Open, and Disney on Ice or regularly playing badminton in Shibuya or Kinshicho with cherished friends in and outside of work to even the occasional videoke sessions whenever someone’s birthday merited a long night of melodious noise and good company.

[caption id="attachment_3209" align="alignright" width="300"]Winter in Yokohama. 2011. Winter in Yokohama. 2011.[/caption]

On top of these were my weekend adventures that allowed me to breathe in the fabric of Japan’s ancient and modern cultures  – being awed by Yokohama’s majestic sunset and nightscape in winter when the dark blue sky becomes a perfect canvass for the bedazzling city lights; immersing in the revelry of Yoyogikoen as people trooped to the park to view the cherry blossoms in spring and enjoyed a picnic under the blooms and multi-colored foliage of the trees; hiking up Mt. Takao one summer day and on reaching the summit finding out that Mt. Fuji’s ice-capped cone could be seen; and photo-trekking in Showa Kinen Park just before autumn, basking in the sun and feasting my lens on the field of colorful daisies that lay at the end of our walk.

These and many other fun moments, whether taken alone or with my friends were really icing on the cake. Overall, it has been a wonderful life journey. Given another chance in the future, I would like to go back and taste the rest 0f the cake.

(Originally published in FilJap Magazine 2013. Visit Arlene's Facebook page Foto Zubuano for more of her Japan photos.)

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Love in the Time of Housework

Mothering Heights


By Janet Villa

Manila, Philippines

 Editor's Note: OSM! joyfully shares a video about Janet Villa as an adoptive mom to Anna. A wonderful story of appointed, unconditional love. 

On the eve of my birthday, two hours into Black Saturday, I am scrubbing the bathroom walls and washing the shower curtain. The chore is not an act of penitence; I cannot improve on Christ's finished and complete work on the Cross. Rather, the chore is among the countless others that breed daily in our nanny-less household.

I try to find beauty in housework—it is the only way I can stomach it. I wonder if Jesus had to do housework. In the 30 years before he launched into the world, he must’ve done housework. He was a carpenter; he must have had to file his tools, stack wood, sweep away shavings, wash the floors. Perhaps his housework was also his form of service. Perhaps the work of his hands was human, but his thoughts were divine. Towards the end of his earth journey, he said, “I have brought you glory on earth by finishing the work you gave me to do” (John 17:4).

I’d like to be able to say that too. With my mothering days chockfull of chores on top of commitments to clients, I realize that the work I was given to do includes housework. How could I bring His glory on earth with chores?

I read that the term avodah is a Hebrew transliterated term for both worship and work. Perhaps there is a connection? Colossians 3:23 encourages me to work at everything I do—including housework—with all my heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters. My heart, it seems, is key. Ephesians 6:7-8 inspires the same, for me to "serve wholeheartedly" as if I were serving the Lord, not people.

I need a new heart—a whole heart. Like that of Jesus who said that God “is always at his work to this very day.” As he also was. “I too am working,” Jesus said (John 5:17).

Behind meaningful housework is love. Love is the distinctive. 1 Corinthians 13:3 says, "And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing."

If I cook, if I scrub, if I wash, but have not love, then I am nothing, have nothing, profit nothing. If I care for my family and do chores just to get these over with because "I have more important things to do," then I profit nothing. Love is the summary, just as it had been for Jesus when he gave up his life so that we may live and live abundantly.

Housework, in a life of abundance, is yet another way to practice the presence of God.

This is the joy in housework that I hope to find: that it is to be “received with gratitude; for it is sanctified by means of the word of God and prayer” (1 Timothy 4:4-5). I apply these verses because somehow it feels right to include housework in the phrase “in all things God may be glorified through Jesus Christ” (1 Peter 4:11). It is my heart—if found grateful, rejoicing and unceasing in prayer—that will distinguish housework as sacred, not secular. For what does the word holy mean, if not something set apart?

Oh that the Lord will grant me the grace to lift up housework to Him as worship and to my family as a love language. The dare is to find joy where I usually do not find any.

May Love and love guide your days.



Ulat Pangmulat: Adoption Story (Featuring Janet Villa)

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Janet Villa practiced Law for nine years before she received a fellowship to the Philippine National Writers' Workshop and to the UP National Workshop. Her first published sotry "Undercurrents" won the NVM Grand Prize in 2003, and her sond "Closopen" won the NVM Grand Prize Special Prize in 2005. She is now finishing her MA in Creative Writing. Her biggest adventure is being best for husband Jojo and daughter Anna, while pursuing her passions in writing and teaching. Janet maintains CreW, the creating writing special interest group of Mensa Philippines after being the Mensa Philippines president in 1998.


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Haiku – Horses in the surf

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By Sylvia Hubilla
Round Rock, Texas


 

 

racing hooves and waves
there is beauty in the chase
of pure strength and grace.
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waiting for the surf
'neath blue skies and blazing sun,
children dream... Believe.

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Haiku and Photo by Sylvia Hubilla
Malaquite Beach, Corpus Christi, TX
Summer 2013

(For more of Sylvia's writings, visit singlesixtyandfree.blogspot.com)

Of Attitude, Racism, and Immigration

Editor's Notes


By Marivir R. Montebon


 New York City


A bubbly Filipina once cracked a joke that the classy DKNY has a different twist among Filipinos. “We are DKNY. Not Donna Karan in New York but Dakilang Katulong in New York (The Heroic Helper in New York),” she said. We laughed. There's the classic putting-ourselves-down-again!


            Reality check: immigrants have to contend with the “social downgrade” when they enter and live in the US. Although not a joke, Filipinos still can afford to laugh at it.


            It's no joke when one becomes a person at the fringes of a 'foreign' society. Or a mere shadow, if one hasn’t worked out her legal status. It is a major personal pain, stemming from a bruised pride - because in the Philippines one may be somebody, but suddenly becomes marginalized here. That hurts all the time, silently.




[caption id="attachment_3125" align="alignleft" width="168"]America is run by immigrants. America is run by immigrants.[/caption]

                                Immigrants Ran America


            But this is not entirely unfortunate. Being a caregiver, teacher, babysitter, construction worker, housekeeper, or waiter, although politically obscure, is dignified and significant to the functioning of the American society.


            Enjoying one’s work and assimilation into the American society is a matter of attitude. Immigrants, undocumented or not, ran America. Reality is, America needs a huge army of workers to propel its economy every day.


            There is also a growing population of the elderly that needs home care, as their children could not fully personally provide them. As well as a population of young children that need personalized care. Immigrants are easily filling this void in American society.


            One has to take personally the value of being a contributor to community and economic good, and being pro-active in this sense.


                                                Racism: When Illusion is Real


             Because America is home to the largest immigrant population in the world, racial biases are glaring. Oftentimes these agonies land in newspapers and courts.


             New York, the melting pot of immigrants, for example, is run by enclaves of races. The dynamism of community and business life here is powered by racially grouped business chambers, religious organizations, and ethnic-based associations. If at all people of different colors mix, it is on the personal level, through marriages or upon the mandate of a work environment which takes institutional effort against racial discrimination and gender-bias.


            Racism is an ugly word. It is unethical. But America has so much of it, and I believe it is natural and to different degrees, unavoidable.  Racism comes with the territory. By nature, human beings are territorial.  New immigrants are usually unwelcome into this vast land by the older residents as a matter of human nature. One does not immediately welcome a new kid in town. She is usually given the hard time and occurs intensely in the early part of any human interaction.


            One realizes that racism within a community is real, because it is kept alive by impressions. But as time goes on, racial bias dissipates when directly interacting with persons in the work and home environments, transforming what was initially a racial impression into a personal opinion.


            Stereotyping, the outward expression of racism, is a human fallacy. It is unsafe to say all blacks are noisy and lazy, the whites are too full of themselves, the Filipinos are hard workers, the Chinese are shrewd business people, and the Latinos are romantic.  Behaviors and characters are ultimately personal and not racial.


             Clearly, racism does not provide the truth about a person or a group of people, because it is an illusion, and a state of mind.


            People who have been discriminated against, whether racially or intra-racially, must take personal responsibility to erase these impressions. One shouldn't let racist remarks and stereotypes pass. Everybody is in charge of someone else's awakening.


            Finally, the illusion of color is erased as one is judged by his or her actions and achievements and not by the color of their skin.


Stereotypically, we are seen as a people who are either nurses or teachers. When I introduce myself as Filipino, the consequent question would be, ‘Are you a nurse?’ and I would say, no, I am a writer. I am the odd ball in the family. Nine of 10 cousins of mine are nurses.


For one too many, being a writer is an awesome shock which I have to deal first with a smile, and a little bit of story about myself.


Filipinos have grown by leaps and bounds over the years of diaspora since the 1500s. Filipinos now rank third among immigrant groups in the US, and second biggest Asian immigrants, with Mexicans being the largest group and next to Chinese.  


            Since the first Filipinos set foot in California, New Orleans, and Louisiana, the Philippines was already into ‘brain drain:’ Bleeding off her teachers, nurses, scientists, and other professionals to the US and other countries. 


In a country marred by corruption and injustice, it is frustrating for many to be unable to live a decent and adequate life, hence the flight. Very easily, Filipino immigrants can fill a 747 bound to the Middle East or the US.  To this date, there are no signs that the bleeding will end.


                                                Immigration Law


            On this note, I believe the US Congress must pass a comprehensive immigration reform law in 2014, to sanely invest and reap the value of hardworking and talented immigrants who undoubtedly contribute to making this nation greater than ever.


            The congressmen must themselves deal with their own racist demons and get real. #


 (This article is condensed from the author's memoir Biting the Big Apple which is available at www.justcliqit.com or amazon.com in print and digital versions.)

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That Psyche of Resilience

Editor's Notes
By Marivir R. Montebon
New York City

After indulging in champorado (rice porridge with chocolate) and arroz caldo (rice porridge with chicken and ginger), two of the most loved comfort foods of Filipinos, I finally got the chance to meet face to face my laptop.

Onward to writing, I said, after my carbo overload I believe I could already try and make sense the huge tragedies besetting my native country.

Yesterday, tears were streaming down my eyes as I watched Love Anover report to GMA's Jessica Soho about the fury of supertyphoon Yolanda (international name Haiyan) in her home town in Palo, Leyte. Unlike her usual bubbly and vibrant self, Love was obviously still in a state of shock and disbelief as she witnessed the fury of a super typhoon literally tearing into pieces the roof and ceiling of the cathedral where she sought refuge.

"I thought the cathedral was a safe place to stay. But the wind was just so strong. I thought I might die that day. And I said Lord, if I die here, okay," she said in her report.

Love's personal account of the super typhoon Yolanda represents everybody else's fear and resignation when in the midst of turbulence. It was a powerful reportage, because it was raw in emotion, something which is rare among the species called journalists.

As of this writing, more than 1000 people have been reported dead and the count continues. Death toll is expected to rise to a horrific 10,000.

Super typhoon Yolanda is so far the strongest tropical cyclone in world history to make a landfall at 235 kph. Located in the typhoon and earthquake belt (or the ring of fire) of the earth, the Philippines experiences storms and typhoons almost in an ordinary fashion all throughout the year. Over the years, however, these natural disturbances have become more frequent and intense.

[caption id="attachment_1837" align="aligncenter" width="300"]After the storm, it is back to splendor, always. After the storm, it is back to splendor, always. Cebu Strait, off Mactan island.[/caption]

I think that the regularity of the storms visiting my country may be a factor in honing the resilient character of Filipinos. We perfectly understand that storms are part of our lives. We suspend everything that we do while the winds furiously batter the land and stir the sea (as children, we would rejoice when classes were called off because of an impending storm). Then soon after, we creep out, rejoice, and watch the sun rise again after the storm has passed, mostly with an attitude of gratitude.

That is quite Filipino. Tragedy-tested. Plus, we rise with a smile. This psyche is so deep and molded by the physical reality of being located in the ring of fire, and strengthened by layers of subconscious animistic ancient beliefs and Christian religiosity.

This character is our ticket to survival. We always carry on after every storm, literally and figuratively. And subconsciously, we bring it with us wherever we go. This wonderful trait of resilience needs to be coupled with a strong sense of political maturity, and we shall, perhaps, have come full circle as a people.

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Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Editor's Notes

Women Shifting to the Center
By Marivir R. Montebon

Pretty soon, herstory and herstoric moments will become a household word. My optimism is grounded on the fact that the feminist assertion is taking center stage these days. This is the age of Aquarius, the age of reflection and action, and therefore, new positive changes. This is the age of the woman, and of Mother Earth, who is obviously ailing and angry at the way we human beings are conducting our affairs.

[caption id="attachment_2872" align="alignright" width="168"]Take the lead, woman. Take the lead, woman.[/caption]

I, and the growing feminist movement, will not be trivialized and relegated as a peripheral issue, just like women are taken a matter of factly as second class citizens. If the world has to get better, women, men, gays and lesbians must begin to acknowledge everyone's relevance and role.

In several quarters of America, there is a growing section of feminism that is blossoming to offer a different world view...transnational feminism, or that feminism which crosses borders and boundaries determined by migration, race, class, culture, territory and religion.

The Association of Filipinas, Feminists Fighting Imperialism, Re-Feudalization, and Marginalization (AF3IRM) is a three-year-old organization of feminists which has boldly organized women and redefine women and their roles in societies and the world.

Enriched by its 21 years of organizing experience, AF3IRM has mapped out the world into only six continents (Asia, America, Africa, Australia, Antartica, and Europe) instead of the seven as we were taught. It has also reexamined the prevailing feminist school of thought of gender equality.

At whose context are we looking at equality? If it is equality with patriarchy and competition with male dominance, it is problematic. "We are not in competition with men in the context of patriarchy. At whose standards are we looking up to when we say we will rise and shine? We will not be solving the problems on injustice and not responding to fairness, if we continue to be defined by them," the feminists say.

AF3IRM positively asserts the position of women in liberation movements in its poster: "A woman's place is at the head of the struggle for the liberation of humanity."

[caption id="attachment_2873" align="alignright" width="300"]No piggy-backing. Do your responsibility, claim your success. At the AF3IRM Centershift Conference in Manhattan. Levid (2nd from right): We are definitive. We have the right to develop our own theory.[/caption]

Feisty but gracious AF3IRM chairperson Jolene Levid emphasizes during their recently concluded Centershift conference in Manhattan: "We are not just relevant, we are definitive. We have the right to develop our own theory."

AF3IRM is cooking up a new mindset, a shift to the center of things for women. It echoes the works of celebrated writer and feminist Simone de Beauvoir who asserts that women must free themselves from the bondage of patriarchy in all fronts: gender, economy, culture, politics, and race.

Beauvoir was affront in her assertion that the Marxism did not free women from exploitation and control, citing the experiences in the communist movements in Europe.

Fact is, the political movements all over the world remained male-dominated and piggy-backed on women activists who were doing much work but in silence and without responding to the gutteral issues of respect and fairness within political organizations.

AF3IRM founder Ninotchka Rosca, international writer and novelist and a key political activist at the time of Pres. Marcos in the Philippines, is in the forefront in the center shift mindset, having personally experienced political upheavals in the Philippines and abroad.

[caption id="attachment_2874" align="alignright" width="168"]IMG_20131012_120222_129 Rosca: We struggle for what is fair.[/caption]

Quite candidly, in fact, she maintains that the core of the movement for global change is gender fairness. Everything is of equal importance, she says, economy, race, religion, culture, and gender and the struggle for such must be simultaneous.

"Within the mass movements worldwide, it is sad that the progressive men continue to reign dominion, hence, we are not talking of sincere change here," she said.

AF3IRM is relentless in writing its own experiences and drawing lessons from these. Their woman's development theory remains a work in progress. It is quite a dynamic group, ran by young and fully inspired women who bind themselves with reverence to the spirit of the goddesses and babaylans (spiritual healers of the villages before the Spanish conquest) as inspiration.

With faith, fastidiousness, and finesse, these women are moving towards the center for social change at a remarkable pace. "We have a herstory to write and tell," said Olivia Trinlas, AF3IRM's gentle but indomitable chairperson for New York.

 

 

 

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