Tips para magkasya ang P10k/month para isang pamilya (maaaring may savings pa!)

(First, let me apologize to my foreign readers that I have to write this in the Filipino vernacular. It is, after all, the latest issue in our country. Second is a background regarding why this is even a topic that’s being jeered or cheered is that allegedly, an undersecretary of the National Economic Development Authority [NEDA] had suggested that a Filipino family of five living in the Philippines can actually live off P10,000 a month. That’s $190.50 a month or $6.35 a day! Of that amount, P3,500 is appropriated for food. That’s $67 a month to feed 5 mouths or $2.25 a day for a family of 5. Of course anyone will actually consider that this kind of thinking is doable is a looney bag. But is it doable? Here’s the take that I’m actually borrowing from the Internet! Share if you wish. Your feedback is always appreciated.)

1. Kapag mag ulam ng instant noodles, dagdagan ng dalawang tabo na sabaw. 😃

2. Isang latang sardinas + isang tabong tubig + reta retasong pechay o repolyo na maaaring mapulot sa palengke. 😂

3. Huwag mamasahe. Maglakad ka mula Cavite hanggang Quezon City. 🚶‍♀️

4. Ugaliing may stock ng paracetamol. Kahit yata cancer, kayang gamutin yan. 😂

5. Ang isang diaper ni baby at lolo o lola ay maaaring labhan ng dalawampung beses at isampay. 🍼

6. Ulo ng tuyo sa umaga at yung buntot itabi para sa pananghalian. 🤣

7. Ugaliing may nakaipit na tuyo o sapsap sa pitaka. ☹️

8. Mag stock ng instant pansit canton para kung sakaling may darating na espesyal na bisita (halimbawa, Mayor o Congressman). 😂

9. Huwag gumamit ng kuryente o LPG. Balik muna sa gasera at panggatong. 😈

10. Siguraduhing may isang garapon ng asin sa bahay. 😜

Little old lady

A little old lady was walking down the street dragging two large plastic garbage bags behind her.

One of the bags was ripped, and every once in awhile, a $20 bill fell out onto the sidewalk.

GMP-Lee-Cullen

Noticing this, a policeman stopped her, and asked.  “Ma’am, excuse me.  There are $20 bills falling out of that bag.”

Old lady: Oh really? Damn! I’d better go back and see if I can find them.  Thank you for telling me officer!

Police: Well now, not so fast. Where did you get all that money? Did you steal the money?

Old lady: Oh no! No sir! You see, my back yard is right next the football stadium parking lot.  On game days, a lot of fans come and pee through a knot hole in the fence, right into my flower garden.  It used to really piss me off.  Kills the flowers and plants, you know. Then I thought, why not make the best of it? So now, when there are games in the stadium, I stand behind the fend by the know hole, real quiet, with my hedge clippers.  Every time some guy by sticks his dick through my fence, I surprise him by grabbing hold of his penis, show him the hedge clippers and say, “Okay you prick, give me $20 or it comes off”!

Police: Well that seems only fair (laughing)! Okay.  Good luck!…Oh, by the way, what’s in the other bag?

Old lady: Well, you know officer…not everybody pays…

The nurse

A male patient is lying in bed in the hospital with an oxygen mask over his nose and mouth. A young student nurse appears to give him a partial sponge bath.

With the patient struggling to talk from behind the mask, he mumbles, “Nurse, are my testicles black?”

Embarrassed the student nurse retorts, “I don’t know. I’m just here to wash your upper body and feet.”

He struggles to ask again, “Nurse, can you check for me. Are my testicles black?”

Concerned that the patient’s blood pressure and heart rate may be elevated from worrying over his testicles, the student nurse overcomes her embarrassment and pulls back the covers.

She raises his gown, holds his penis with one hand and his testicles in the other.

She looks very closely and after some gentle manipulation around the area says, “there’s nothing wrong with them sir! They look fine.”

The man struggles up, pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her and very slowly says, “thank you very much. That was wonderful. Now. Listen very very carefully. ARE MY TEST RESULTS BACK ?

The Martian

A young couple, John and Jane, were awakened one night because of a strange sound coming from the back of their farmhouse. They were surprised at the strange spacecraft and figured that the two strangers that stepped out of the spacecraft were from another planet. True enough they were from Mars.

After welcoming the Martians into their home, they talk about all sorts of things including the stock market, computers, what they eat, etc. Finally, Jane brings up the subject of sex.

Jane: So how do you guys to it?

Male Martian (MM): Pretty much the way you Earthlings do.

The discussion ensues and finally the couples agree to swap partners for the night and experience one another. Jane and the male martian go off to a bedroom and the Martian strips. He’s only got a teeny, weeny member half an inch long and a quarter size thick.

Jane: I don’t think this is going to work.

MM: Why? What’s the matter?

Jane: Well it’s just not long enough to reach me.

MM: No problem.

And the male martian proceeds to slap his forehead with his palm. With each slap of his forehead, his member grows in length until it is impressively long.

Jane: Well that’s quite impressive but it’s pretty narrow.

MM: No problem.

And the male martian proceeds to pulling his ears. With each pull, his member grows wider and wider until the entire member is extremely exciting to Jane.

Jane: Wow!

And they fell into bed and made passionate love.

The next day the couples rejoin their normal partners and to separate ways. After the aliens left Earth, John and Jane have a conversation.

John: Well was it any good?

Jane: I hate to say it, but it was wonderful! Had the best sex of my life! How about you?

John: It was the worst sex I’ve ever had! All I got was a headache. All she kept doing the whole time was slapping my forehead and pulling my ears!

How to get away with murder

A woman driver was pulled over by a policeman.

Woman (W): Is there a problem officer?

Police (P): You were over-speeding.

W: Really?

P: Can I see your drivers license?

W: I don’t have one.

P: You don’t have one? Why are you even driving?

W: I had but it got suspended because I’ve been apprehended four times for drunk driving.

P: Oh. Can I see your vehicle registration papers?

W: I don’t have any.

P: Why not?

W: I stole this car.

P: Stole it?!? 😳

W: Yes. And I killed and chopped up the owner into pieces 😈

P: What?!?!

W: His body parts are in plastic bags and I dumped them at the trunk of the car. You want to see them? 😈

The policeman looks at the woman and slowly backs away from the car, goes back to his car and calls for help and back up. Within 5 minutes other police cars arrive and circle the car of the woman. A senior police officer slowly approaches the woman’s car with his gun half drawn.

Policeman 2 (P2): Ma’am, please step out of the vehicle.

W: Is there a problem?

P2: The policeman over there tells us you stole the car and murdered the owner.

W: Murdered the owner?

P2: Yes. Can you please open the trunk of your car?

The woman steps out of her car and goes to open the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.

P2: Is this your car ma’am?

W: Yes. Here are the registration papers.

The first policeman is stunned.

P2: That policeman over there says you were driving without a license.

The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a purse and hands it to the policeman who inspects the purse and finds her drivers license!

P2: Thank you ma’am. That policeman told us that you didn’t have a license, you stole this car and you murdered the owner.

W: I’m sure he also told you I was stopped for over speeding. 😝

Dear Doctor

An old lady goes to the doctor.

Old lady: Doctor, I keep farting but my farts are silent and odourless. In fact I have farted 20 times since I was in your office. Since my farts are noiseless and don’t smell, you’ve not noticed it.

Doctor: Here let me make a prescription for you. But these and take it and come back after a week.

After a week the old lady comes back.

Old lady: I don’t know what was in those pills you gave me doctor, but my farts though still silent, stink like hell!

Doctor: Excellent! Now that we’ve cleared up your sinuses, let’s work on your hearing.

The Italian Son

An old Italian gentleman lived alone in New Jersey.  He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, because the ground was hard.  His only son Vincent, who used to help him was in prison.  One day, the old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

Dear Vincent,

I am feeling depressed lately because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year.  I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.  I know if you were here, my troubles would be over.  I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days.

Love,

Papa

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Papa

Don’t dig up that garden.  That’s where the bodies are buried

Love,

Vinnie

At 4AM the next day, the FBI agents surrounded the house of the old man and local police arrived and dug up the entire area but found no bodies.  They apologised to the old man and left.  The following day, the old man received another letter from his son.

Dear Papa,

Go ahead an plant the tomatoes now.  That’s the best I could do under the circumstances.

Love you,

Vinnie.

Humor me

They say that laughter is the best medicine.

I thought of sharing some of humor this month hoping that it would lighten the various darker (and difficult) moments we encounter these days.

Laughter is one of life’s simple joys. Laughter releases the feelings of anger, tension, anxiety, fear and guilt. It is that reason that even for a moment, humor brings back the relative joys in our daily grind.

The daily grind often puts too much serious sh*t into our daily lives that at times it becomes not only stressful but depressing too. Notice that after a hard days work or even at the office, our burden feels lighter when there is humor, smile and laughter.

Comedy even in its most slapstick format and while it is humor at its worse still provides laughter.

So this weekend, instead of watching those stressful dramas, kick off your shoes, relax and grab some dose of comedy shows.

As they say, a good laugh relieves a lot of hurts. Laugh when you can. Smile when you should. Be kind more often. Enjoy life. Because it’s the only one we have.

(NB. The humor posts for the month are not original. I am rewriting some of them, and posting it. If you like it, share it with some friends today and make someone smile.)

That thing called ‘delicadeza’ #PetPeeveStories

As the last entry on pet peeves, I’m saving the most disturbing entry today.

Atty Jose C. Sison wrote on May 21, 2012 in the Philippine Star, about “Delicadeza”. This single Spanish word that literally means “delicateness; regard and sensitivity for others whether in feelings, action or operation; tact” are apt descriptions for trustworthiness of a public official.

Every sitting president begins his/her term with a noble goal of “eliminating or even lessening graft and corruption in government”. Analysts point out that this utopian goal is more achievable in highly developed countries rather than the developing ones.

They say that public trust is vital in the success of any government institution. As they say, “public office is a public trust”.

Sison goes on to describing delicadeza in the Filipino culture.

…it has been given a nobler meaning associated with holding a public office or position of authority and trust. It is actually a virtue possessed in the olden days by those in position of trust and authority which tells them that when mere impropriety or irregularity has been perceived in their actions while in office, it is more honourable to resign and relinquish their position than to hold on to it; or when doubts arise about their objectives and impartiality on certain matters they are called upon to decide, affirm or deny, they should inhibit themselves from doing so.

Before World War II, our parents used to tell us that most officials and employees of the government had the keen sense of delicadeza while performing their jobs. Any slightest hint or taint of irregularity or conduct unbecoming of their position was enough to compel them to irrevocably resign. They never put conditions to their resignations with words like “only the President can tell me to resign because I serve at the pleasure of the President.” They knew very well that their boss was the people and not the President.

After gaining our independence, delicadeza slowly faded as well. Government service slowly became a breeding ground for enrichment and entitlement. It became a business enterprise for those in public office.

When people in government abuse their office and destroy the very institution they work for, it makes it more difficult for future people in government to work for improving the gains of any institution. There is erosion of trust and confidence and rebuilding what has been destroyed is a gargantuan task that takes a toll on the economy and the people.

The recent “conflict of interest” by the office a presidential appointee regarding a security agency is a prime example of what delicadeza is NOT.

Justifying a deal with the various government offices for a family business when you are a government official leaves a bad taste in the mouth.

The reasoning that at the end of the day, the company this government official owns will only make a pittance is fraught with ethical dilemma. The family corporation still earns and it is taxpayers money that pays for the said deal. Whether it was a good deal or not in favor of the government is not the point here. Of course you can always argue about it’s legality. While the law can be interpreted in various ways to justify the deal, delicadeza dictates that it was still an unethical one.

This is not about what is legally right to justify a legitimate business for a security agency. If it’s such a good business, the owners don’t need to deal with government agencies because as the incorporators claim, they only make very little when they deal with government.

It is not only about the signatory of the deal. Or their relatives for that matter. It’s how their position can potentially “influence” the deal.

The justification sends a bad precedent among those in public office because it’s”legally” being twisted to accommodate whoever is in power. It is disappointing that people in the Administration see nothing wrong with the deal. It is not a matter of being above board. Parting with the largesse in government contracts when you or your family member has a powerful position in government is impropriety. Unethical. And lacks delicadeza.

But yeah. That thing called delicadeza is very lacking these days. To say that they lack decency is an understatement. Why they stay in government and build dynasties speaks of the financial remuneration being in public office has. Many of our government officials have generations of their relatives entrenched in office for the wrong reasons.

When institutions are politicised for the benefit of financial gains, we know that the government has failed us as a people. (And I speak for all previous heads of government as well.)

Only when delicadeza is brought back to our system, can we move forward as a nation. Otherwise, every changing of the guards will bring us back to square one.

“13 Reasons Why” #PetPeeveStories

I’m not sure how many of you have seen this Netflix series. If you haven’t, you should. It’s now on season 2. It’s one of those shows that while there is a lot of disturbing material, it also generates many eye opening opportunities for parents, the school, and the students.

The other day, while having lunch there were a bunch of teenage boys who were boisterous to the point that you could actually hear (albeit, painfully) their conversation.

Their topics varied from girls to teachers. Fair enough topics to discuss for their age. You know how teenage boys are. They are loud. Period. Bragging is second nature to them in order to prove their machismo! Proving that their genitals rule the world, many of them break the silence of a room by sharing the latest conquest with the power of the penis! (And that’s as graphic as I will get.)

We all say that it’s the “normal” rush of testosterone that flings the male species wand. Testosterone after all is the primary male sex hormone. Testosterone is also present in women but in very small amounts (as estrogen is present among males). Men have more testosterone because they have testicles. The hormone testosterone is an androgen produced by the testicles in cells called Leydig cells.

Testosterone levels are highest during puberty. Which explains the higher sex drive and rough edges of the male species.

In the series “13 Reasons Why”, while the death of Hannah last summer was multifaceted, it nevertheless centered on the fragility of teens living in a world where the Internet has changed the paradigm on how to deal with human beings.

It also dealt with teens living in different conditions where immediate gratification and approval from friends, family dynamics and how those who’re supposed to protect the best interests of the youth are expected.

In an era where bullying is an acceptable “norm” and accountability is fragile, abuse is extended to the weak, and no one is willing to speak the truth, “13 Reasons Why” encompasses the situation of living and surviving in the 21st century.

The “jocks” who move around campus with prize girls willing to trade sex in exchange for popularity has impacted on how parents who are busy with their careers while balancing on how to rear their children need to deal with sex, drugs and bullying in the school premises.

And this is not a alarmist call. It’s a wake up call to reality. It’s been in existence since time immemorial.

Truth is, when I was in high school, I was bullied. Treated differently. And I know how it felt to be an outcast. To stand my ground. To be alone. But not everyone survives the hurt. Decades later, I still recall the pain. All that I thought of was not vengeance but how to make the pain go away and be strong enough to deal with this kind of people in my life.

Our children are the future of the country. Raising them well as model citizens with appropriate morals is our responsibility.

From someone who has gone through the throngs or being bullied, to surviving it, deep within the scars remain. The scars are there, not because I have 13 Reasons Why I will hurt myself, but to make it serve as a million reasons why I need to look at over and over again as a reminder that bullying is not and can never be acceptable in any form.