Ah screw it. As a citizen of this country i’m entitled to speak about the elections. So here we go.
Things I took away from this debate:
Binay is in denial over his role in the failures of the current administration. He’s the vice president for crying out loud.
Poe has good ideas but her clear inexperience and unwillingness to press issues such as Dutertes sexism makes me a little unsure of her as a candidate.
Mar is probably the best bet for me but my god do I want to punch that man in the face. Not because I hate him. But because he has a really punchable face.
Miriams health is failing. I don’t care how much she denies it. She had moments where she didn’t even look lucid. It was honestly quite a heartbreaking change from the senator I was used to. The presidency would literally kill her if she won.
Duterte has revealed himself as a misogynistic bully. His ideas remain sound but again he refuses to expand on them in the slightest bitnof detail and just assumes everyone will listen to him. Or else. It’s very trumpesque. His saving grace is that he alone among the candidates truly understands the situation in Mindanao, but he is alienating and polarizing. The rudeness and fanaticism of some of his supporters is a massive worry too.
Worst case scenario: Duterte loses the elections amidst allegations of cheating by the administration and the country is plunged into civil war when Mindanao and parts of the Visayas attempt to gain independence from a country that they feel no longer has their best interests at heart. China backs a side to gain a stronger foothold in the region leading the US to back the other side in order to ensure that the Chinese do not gain more power. World War 3 erupts on the back of this regional struggle. Armageddon ensues. Portions of the world are rendered uninhabitable. Our legacy in human history is a near extinction of civilization. All because we couldn’t get our heads out of our asses.
0-100 real fast. #darkesttimeline
I can neither confirm nor deny that I was drinking when I came up with that last part.
Rape sickens me. I get that comedians SOMETIMES joke about it, but to me that is what they do. But I hear about it occurring in real life and my skin crawls. I’ve had friends tell me about experiences and near calls in taxis.On Jeeps. On subways. In bars, In clubs. Its the most DESPICABLE thing I can imagine and it honestly makes me want to go in to a murderous rage when I hear about it. So for a man who could potentially lead this country to joke so candidly about it makes me worry. Not just for the future of the country, but for the future of our people. I’ve long held my tongue about Duterte’s misogyny, his lack of morals, and his encouragement of vigilantism; but I will NO LONGER silence my voice against a creature such as him.
I remember the time I fell in love with the local music scene. I had enjoyed watching bands like Wolfgang, Sandwich, and Greyhoundz years before in high school but I had never actively sought out gigs or felt that hunger to listen to something new; until one day a friend called and asked me if I wanted to check out a punk band that she was managing at the time. It was a long way away. At the time I was living in the south and I barely even knew how to get to Katipunan. I contemplated not going. I thought about just staying in and playing video games, but eventually curiosity got a hold of me. I was a huge NOFX and Bad Religion fan as a kid and I had missed watching a punk band. So I went. Later that night I found myself in KAFE watching Boy Elroy enjoying the crap out of myself. I was hooked. It was the bar. It was the people. It was the atmosphere. Everyone was friendly, everyone was excited to be there, and no one felt out of place. That was the start of it all. A 13 year adventure through the highs and lows of the local independent scene that quite literally changed my life. It was that moment when I fell in love with the community, and it was that moment when it embraced me in return. I picked up a camera and started shooting gigs, eventually falling in love with photography. It was the music community that was there for me through the highs and the lows. From celebrating birthdays at a show with loved ones, to nursing a broken heart; it was always there. Every step of the way. I made so many friends, and made so many memories.
And it all goes back to that one night when I decided to make the drive from Alabang to Katipunan. Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if I hadn’t gone to that gig. But then I realize I’m better not knowing. That it was this music community that made me who I am today.
I am Carlo Casas, music photographer; and this is my Louder Than Sound Story.