By Mortz
C. Ortigoza
Not all
graduates of Ivy League’s universities in the Philippines are smart and intelligent.
Here’s a
graduate of Mababang Paaralan ng San Andres Bukid (my friend radio announcer
Sammy Lusala calls it “Low School of Saint Andrew’s Field”) and finished his
B.S (not Bull Shit but Bachelor of Science) in Commerce at the version of
Wanbol University in Dagupan City.
“Noong ako
pa ang maintainer or operator ng jueteng (illegal number game in the
Philippines) ang mayor namin lawyer graduate ng University of the Philippines,”
he told us media men.
He said
the mayor has numerous mistresses and he always needs monies. The maintainer
told the mayor that every month he has two hundred thousand pesos as payola.
“But he
did not know that the allocation for a mayor in a town with x population is six
hundred thousand monthly or twenty thousand pesos a day,” he cited.
There were
cases where the mayor would ask for one hundred thousand in the first week of
the month, and two successive fifty thousand pesos for the second and third
week.
“Tapos
doon sa fourth week hihirit uli si mayor ng fifty thousand pesos. But my my men
would tell him na ubos na ang allocation niya for that month. Then he’ll beg to
advance that amount in the next month’s payola. I allowed him but to the
amusement of my men because in reality we still owed the mayor four hundred
thousand a month” the bag man narrated.
“So Wanbol
University graduate like you is smarter than those U.P guys like your mayor?” I
posed.
“Siguro,
but we call that smart as financial intelligence or smart-aleck if you prefer ha ha ha,” he chuckled.
When I
divulged this story with some politicians they could just empathized with the
duped shallow hizzoner.
I told them the mayor was just like Four – Star Army General William Westmoreland an artillery man and the commander of the Vietnam War - the war the well funded and superior armed Yanks lost against farmer-soldiers in the 1960s and early 1970s in a poor country in South East Asia.
"His
generals and colonels looked at him poorly because he was shallow, just like many generals in the Philippines," I emphatically told them.
Here’s
what author Thomas E. Rick of the book The Generals cited
some generals about the Shallow as Marshmallow General Monty – a graduate of the United States
Military Academy’s Class of 1936.
“Lt.
General Charles Simmons said that General Westmoreland was intellectually very
shallow and made no effort to study, read, or learn. He would not just read
anything”.
Lt.
General Philip Davidson” Westmoreland, told me he considered his lack of formal
military education to be an advantaged in Vietnam.
“He attended neither the Army War College nor
its Command and General Staff College but – in keeping with the Army’s new
emphasis on corporate management – became the first Army officer to attend the
Harvard Business School while on active duty, taking thirteen-week course in
advanced management in the fall of 1954,” Davidson said.
Many
generals did not like Westy because he was an artillery man (click hereabout Filipino general and artillery man GeneralRodolfo Canieso) in World War II now leading against peasant guerrillas in a new kind of war that needs a commander
who was primordially an infantry man.
***
I stumbled
into two middleaged Maranaos or Maranaws in Dagupan City selling quality but
cheap baseball caps with branded products like Nike and Adidas embroid on the
forehead part.
As I was
brought up in Mindanao I talked to them in Bisaya or Cebuano the dominant
Christian vernacular in Mindanao. To digress, I was born from Ilonggo parents
and briefly raised at PMA, Baguio City as my military father was assigned at
the war torn Cotabato Province thus my siblings and I being brought up there.
ME:
Maka sulti kamog Bisaya (You speak Cebuano dialect)?
MARANAO 1:
Makasulti (We can speak)
ME: Gubot
man kaayo didto sa inyoha sa Lanao, tu-a sa Marawi (It’s anarchy there in
Lanao, at your place in Marawi City (where Muslim terrorists shoot out with
government soldiers).
MARANAO 2:
Kuyaw imong shades sir. Ray Ban ba kaha? Murag original. Na-ay gamay nga hiwa
sa iyahang salamin nga “B.L” (You have a beautiful sunglasses sir. Is it Ray
Ban? It looks original because it has a tiny mark “B.L” etched on its
glasses).’
(Note: B.L
by the way is Bausch and Lomb, an American company that founded Ray Ban in
1937. Ray Ban B.L is best known for their Wayfarer and Aviator lines of
sunglasses. In 1999, Bausch & Lomb sold the brand to the Italian eyewear
conglomerate Luxottica Group, for a reported US$640 million. Headquartered in
Arkansas, the company has over 55,000 employees (Wikipidea))
ME: Don’t
you know Ray Ban sunglasses are made in Lanao and not in the U.S and Italy,” I
told them in Bisaya.
The duo
would not buy my declaration that one of the poorest provinces in the
Philippines like Lanao del Sur could produce the dominant and primary
sunglasses many people in the world called Aviators.
I posed to
them again in the dialect: “ Do you know the meaning of B.L etched on the
glasses? It only shows they are made from your province Lanao”.
MARANAO 2:
Unsay kuneksiyon ug B.L sa Lanao (what is the connection of B.L in our province
Lanao)? He curiously asked.
ME: Kanang
B. L buot silingon is Buhat (made) sa Lanao (What B.L means “Made in Lanao”).
They
guffawed because they knew I was bastardizing the meaning of B.L. Who said
these people are ignorant?
I
told them I’m a political radio commentator and gave them my newspapers where I
have a column there at page 5.
“You
invite me at Face Book so you can hear my radio/video commentary.” I told them.
MARANAO 1
then asked me if I speak some Muslim dialect.
ME: Gamay
ra. Memorized ko pa hangtod karon but dili na ako kahibalo kung unsay iyahang
meaning like “Andaw kapawang”, “Mapia mapita”, “Naka-k*yo ka na”
Both of
them roared in laughter like bulls.
“Ha ha
ha,” the wife, who wear a black hijab and veil on her face, of one of them who
eavesdropped chuckled as if there was no tomorrow.
“Bastos
iyan,” she said.
When I
asked them their full name, Maranao 1 told me his was Abdul Salsalani while
Maranao 2 said his was Rashed Jakolen, Jr.
“Language
barrier,” I quipped in English.
They both
asked me what I meant about it. I told them “Language Barrier” means its time
for me to go and pay the cap I bought.
“No, sir
we give the hat. It’s our honor to meet a jolly Christian like you. You made us
smile and laugh,” one of them told me in Bisaya.
“If only
Christians and Muslims in Marawi and Lanao could just banter like what we are
doing, there would be no “gubot” “trouble or war” in Mindanao,” Maranao 2
declared.
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