Prince of Unrequited Love

So much for Soft Retribution. Get the Warheads Out.

Rough Translation:

It’s Okay, guys. If the Tsunami didn’t happen now, let’s not worry. There are still more opportunities that will come. It will happen. Just keep on Praying.

Still need more proof of her effing stupidity? Of her sense of invulnerability? Of her apparent lack of respect for human life?

This is NOT the normal thought pattern of a sane human being, let alone a Filipino.

She does not deserve to live.

Seriously.

If someone broke God’s 2nd Commandment, it would be her. Indirectly, she’s asking people to ask God to kill the Bisaya (Visayans).

The Instant Infamy of “Ahcee Flores”

At 11:49AM, Philippine Standard Time, on February 6, 2012, the world shook for Visayas. I had just finished a Midterm exam for a particularly difficult subject. It lasted 10 seconds, 30, maybe even a minute. People barely kept their balance. Objects swayed dangerously. Kids were running to safety. Parents were scrambling. Establishments voluntarily cut off their power. Then, all was still.

A 6.9 magnitude earthquake hit Central Visayas, sending shockwaves as far as Iloilo in Panay at nearly the same power. I was in Bacolod, barely 80km from the actual epicenter. Teens were quick to post it on Facebook, myself included. Twenty minutes later, my parents came, visibly worried and horribly agitated.

It was the same scene for many parents. Where are their kids? Are they safe? Why can’t we contact them? Friends worried about the people around them, and only after the initial shock did the people move to secure their loved ones.

Administrators started to organize evacuation and spread information. The constant stream of people hurrying for safety wasn’t as extreme as the Japanese 2011 earthquake, but the unprecedented quake in the region sent ripples, if not waves, or worry and anxiety over a region unaccustomed to quakes.

Constant aftershocks came within half an hour of the initial quake. People started panicking. Students worried about their homes, but also hoped for cancellation of exams. For the first time in what seemed like weeks, people were praying left and right, and it wasn’t at church.

At home, there was a constant stream of information. Bacolod, my hometown, was lucky enough to be hit at the same magnitude, but suffer intensity 5, two levels down from Dumagete, one of the hardest hit places. People exchanged worry and gave thanks and assured loved ones. Concern for the hurt and even for strangers flooded the net, accompanied by frantic calls and tweets and statuses that chilled spines.

Rumors of a Tsunami came and went. News of more aftershocks worried many. And, just as fast as the earthquake struck, internet news sprung up. Reuters had the most shocking tally: 13 deaths, including one boy who was crushed by a falling unstablewall. Sympathy flowed. Negros Oriental, recently hit by Typhoon Sendong, had to reset recovery. Bridges had fallen, and the Philippine Institute of Volcanology and Seismology had announced a hidden fault line: Blind Faults that weren’t detected had caused the quake. Fear rose.

The net was abuzz with anxiety, fear, questions, sarcasm, worry, sympathy, and so many other emotions typical of the Filipino. They wanted to know, needed to know, and somehow try to help, even if only by talking and spreading the word they could get the right people to move.

Then, this chick had the nerve to post a comment on the Yahoo! news about the quake.

Roughly Translated :
Let us all pray… that the tsunami will actually come so that many Visayans(here, Bisaya means those who speak Bisaya, the native language of Cebu, one of the hardest hit areas)will die, so that the number of lame people in the Philippines will decrease (baduy has a lot of connotations, being largely an insult, and roughly means lame).

Her name is Ahcee Flores. She just made the second largest language group in the Philippines her enemy. Including me, a Hiligaynon-speaker.

Why?

First of all, she’s praying for death.DEATH. What kind of sick, deranged idiot prays for death? WISHING for death is an entirely different thing.PRAYINGis an intimate conversation withGODthrough hisSON. The Filipino people, myself one of them, are DEEPLY RELIGIOUS. Our faith and culture is inseparable. We define LIFE as a SACRED, INTANGIBLE GIFT FROM THE ALMIGHTY.TO PRAY FOR DEATH IS SOMETHING INTOLERABLE, DESPICABLE, FOUL, AND OUTRIGHT EVIL.To ask the Great Giver to NEEDLESSLY TAKE BACK LIFE that HE GAVE THE PEOPLE HE LOVES is something I cannot fathom, and yet something itactually asked for.

Why IT? I do not regard someone who does this human. She has no respect for life, and neither should we treat someone as such as alive. In the words of Colin Mochrie from Whose Line, YOU ARE DEAD TO ME. NOTHING BUT SCUM.

Second, she targets the people who were direct victims of the earthquake. Imagine the amount of worry and stress parents went through just to make sure that their children were safe. The amount of fear children had at the thought of invisible danger that can be felt, as the ground shook angrily. Particularly here in my city, wherethere is an active volcano near. We were scared. A mayor, not ours, had reported that the sea receded from the shoreline. Aftershocks were felt nearly eight hours AFTER the first quake.WE LIVED IN A CONSTANT FEAR FOR OUR LIFE, AND WE STILL DO, BECAUSE THE GROUND STILL SHAKES STRONG ENOUGH TO OUTBALANCE US.

Does she realize our situation? We are panicking, worried sick, fearing for our lives, praying constantly for safety, and she has the nerve to PRAY THAT WE WOULD DIE?

Not only that, she chose the one thing most people were afraid of, the one thingIwas afraid of at that time:DEATH BY WATER. Does she even know the proximity of this earthquake to the time when Japan was hit with the quake that nearly sent their nation to a nuclear disaster? A giant wall of water surging through and killing small childreninstantly by force and drowning, followed by an almost endless invasion of the sea. When that town mayor said he saw the seas in his town retreat, I was scared. Why? I lived in proximity. Not exactly on the shore, but damn well near enough to die if the waters hit.

Is this becoming personal? Yes. She prayed that we’d die by water. But you say, I’m Hiligaynon. I don’t have anything to do with the Bisaya.

The Bisaya are our neighbors. As sane, Christian, caring Filipinos, I feel a natural pull to actually be friendly and be willing to share ups and downs with them.Some of my Classmates are Bisaya. They are probably some of the best people I know, and I love them. Here comes this… idiosyncratic ROCK who I will refer to in feminine form for convenience, who wishes for their deaths. That’s something I seriously cannot let go of.

Third,HER REASON FOR WANTING TO KILL THEM WAS MIND-BOGGINGLY CHILDISH AND STUPID.Her reason was because she thinks they’re… WE’RE “Baduy”.

I’m grouping myself with them now? of course. We’reVISAYANS. Regionalism? Yes. I don’t mind. She’s giving them shit, it’s time for payback.

I’ll but this all on bold because I can no longer contain myself.WHAT KIND OF SICK, DESPICABLE, EVIL, FOOLISH, STUPID, B****Y, SELF-DECIEVING CRACKHEAD WOULD WANT TO ASK GOD TO KILL PEOPLE THROUGH A GIANT WALL OF WATER SIMPLY BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT THEY WERE “BADUY” (LAME)?!?(adjectives purely on the basis of that one comment) We even bail out drug pushers from China and give them a chance for renewal. But a death sentence to people she just doesn’t like? Sounds like a bitchy idiot to me.

In the span of a few hours, more than five thousand people have begun to advocate an entire Facebook page dedicated to the sole purpose of metaphorically killing her. They named it explicitly.

She may not deserve death, but she certainly deserves the ire, hatred, and disrespect of all Filipinos, not just Visayans. Our citizens are those who care, not proud death-wishing ingrates who think the death of others could benefit her.

Her insult, if I can still call it an insult, comes in an inappropriate, unopportune time that should have been spent better trying to calm down the situation. Aggravation, coupled by the intensity of the message, has driven “Ahcee Flores” to a state of infamy among many who speak the same language as the people she prays to eliminate, and the people who live near, know, work with, care for, and share the same race, culture, and blood to the Bisaya, who are also Filipinos in every right.

If praying for more earthquakes so that the Visayans will die is an opinion, I will not be damned enough to actually react to an opinion.

But she’s PRAYING for EARTHQUAKES so that VISAYANS will DIE. Why? She simply hates us. She’s PRAYING for DEATH.

I’d be surprised if she was human.

I am sick and can’t do heavy chores. Ergo, I AM LAZY.

I sneeze so much, it’s annoying me.

My throat hurts so much, liquids make me want to whimper in pain.

The fever might be slight, but my eyes are close to popping.

My voice is hoarse, and I’m barely comprehensible.

My headache is manageable, but I still can’t stand for longer than 15 minutes without getting dizzy.

Nah, it’s still WORKABLE.

I’m just LAZY.

Yeah.

I’m so lazy, I’d ask for medicine just to make it realistic.

MAN I AM SUCH A GOOD ACTOR.

A Game of Shadows: Probably better than Part 1

Probably. Mainly ‘coz that’s opinionated. Of course, the most awesome fact about Sherlock Holmes’ most recent installment is the fact that it’s awesome lesson is “Fight Snipers with Artillery”.