On Anti-gay Laws

an essay by Roger B Rueda

Anti-gay laws are extremely cruel. They are irrational. They reflect the bitterness and viciousness of a country. They manifest the lack of intelligence and sensitivity of a country. They are very distressing. They are doggedly unrelenting. They are made of doctrinaires and bigots and intellectual sloths. They are made by one-dimensional people.

Humane societies encourage people to act in a kind and sympathetic way towards others, even towards people they do not agree with or like. And those countries which have anti-gay laws are so unfeeling. I think these people have been very selfish. They've been mainly concerned with themselves. And I’m happy that the Philippines is a country whose leaders are non-judgemental and humanitarian.

As it happens, a lot of gays are more productive than non-gays. They send their siblings to school. They provide their family with money and food. They work hard. They share their life and talents with non-gays. They have respect and regard for other others’ feelings. They cry when they are sad. They laugh when something is amusing. They take care of their family when they are sick or when they are old. They feel or show pity, sympathy, and understanding for people who are suffering. All these are normal attributes of being a human.

I know that culture and tradition have prejudiced many anti-gay advocates. They put the blame squarely on the Westerners for the existence of gays in their countries. But without the Westerners though, these countries would be so uncivilised and ignorant as yet. The Westerners could only expect ingratitude from these countries. I think they are rather churlish and unappreciative. Perhaps, their countries would still be populated by primordial forests; their people, destitute.

One African told me that gays are subhuman. For me, such a comment is openly contemptuous. If criminals like murderers, rapists, thieves, terrorists, and otherwise are considered as human how come he considers gays as subhuman. I think such a comment is crazy and illogical. His fear of gays and gayness is tenuous and pointless. I think he is a bigot.

If for no reason at all, the US declared that all Africans should be made as pets because they look like a monkey or gorilla and they don’t look like a normal human being, would that person feel good. Wouldn’t he raise objections or disapproval? Would he have power to change himself into a Caucasian so that he wouldn’t be made as a pet or a working animal? Does he think everything is just easy to transform himself to fall in what the influential power is imposing on him?

If Africans don’t like all the philosophies of the Westerners, why don’t they go back to their own ways? Why don’t they take off their clothes and live like those barbaric people hundreds of years ago? Why do they follow Western cultures when those destroy their custom and distinctiveness as Africans?

I think bigotry comes from the people who are particularly liable to discrimination. Their skin colour should remind them of who they are. Their being an African should remind them that the world respects them despite their undesirable/objectionable look. Openly telling me that gays are subhuman is impudent and insulting. If I told him I hate him because he is an African and he looks like an ape, would he feel pleased? Would he be happy that I don’t care if he is kind or educated or talented or productive because I hate him for being an African, for looking horrible despite the diamonds he is wearing?

Does being gay affect everyone’s life like how murder, rape, terrorism, or robbery does? It is insulting that gayness is equated with all these crimes. To murder someone means to commit the crime of killing him/her deliberately. If someone is raped, he/she is forced to have sex, usually by violence or threats of violence. Terrorism is the use of violence in order to achieve political aims or to force a government to do something. Robbery is the crime of stealing money or property from a bank, shop, or vehicle, often by using force or threats. These crimes hurt or kill someone. Has gayness hurt or killed someone? I think saying this is not based on logical reasons or clear thinking. It is denouncing before thinking. It is intellectual sloth.

I think societies like ours are getting sensible. In this country, everything is based on equity in the face of gender and sexual orientation. I’m happy that there is no anti-gay law in this country. Filipinos cannot allow dogmatism to stand in the way of progress.

I’m happy to hear comments from friends who are very bright and intelligent. I’m happy to know that they are non-discriminatory and compassionate and in the know of gays and their frame of mind and the issues they are facing in the present day.

Gays could be our parents, siblings, cousins, nieces, nephews, friends, neighbours, professors, soldiers, police officers, doctors, workfellows, countrymen.

So, for me anti-gay laws suck. They are inciting social hatred and they are completely one-sided. They do gays and people who respect and love gays an injustice. They frighten gays into law-abiding subjection. They are a form of persecution.

Politics

a poem by Roger B Rueda

is a beast, its size and shape too small to see,
yet it is as colossal as our imagination.
It is calm but when it tousles its wool,
no one can hold sway over it –
politicians have tried out many things:
They lined up loads of rues
to break in the indefinable beast;
all didn’t come up to scratch.
They thought badly of each other,
calling upon that someone mounting
on it alight and leave off.
They came together at Edsa,
dragooning the frontrunner into leaving.
A woman, whose husband was slain on the tarmac,
came from evasion and mounted the beast.
It jolted into motion and ran more wildly,
shaking its head confusedly.
A lot closed their eyes and heaved a sigh.
Some squaddies made a grab for a rope
and tried to usurp control of the beast.
They all bit the dust.
Another frontrunner came.
The beast quietened down a little.
His challenger provoked him into a boxing match,
accusing him of cheating, a cynical ploy.
Then another frontrunner came.
Clinging to the withers,
he was dragged off from the beast’s back
at Edsa again and sent down.
Everyone conspired so that he would turn
a somersault down the feet of the beast
and be trampled underfoot.
Another woman mounted the beast.
Her nemeses flung many expletives at her
as she seemed to have no plan of alighting.
Their swear words are soaking into her fame
now as she is kneading her aching neck,
her pride and honour hemmed in by rigid laws.
Her 25th December is not a red letter day.
The son of a previous frontrunner
has mounted the beast, gnashing his teeth.
He wants to turn round the straight way.
He has chucked the crown of a justice
in the dustbin and dismissed it with ignominy.
He has smashed the pork barrel
into the face of his cohorts, feeding them
another unknown nourishment
like a mysterious fruit in a covert.
Bearers of the cross hardly dare open their mouths.
Will the beast put its feet up and become
visible and  untroublesome and gentle?
A hush has fallen over the crowd, its drift pendent.

Lars Mandurriao Batchoy

Lars Mandurriao batchoy can be marked out as different yet familiar: it's done to a turn, a nice warming coconut-shell of noodle soup. It has firm noodles and tasty coconut strips with a crisp texture. I love the crunch of its pork scratchings and the soup's natural coconut-y sweetness, and saltiness.

The combo of salty and sweet is one that doesn't work, but magically and deliciously does in a batchoy, I reckon. I can't get enough of it. The combo is heavenly. What's behind this phenomenon? Well, I don't know. But I think Lars Mandurriao batchoy is the tastiest breakthrough in the realm of batchoy experience in Iloilo City.

The batchoy, a union of Ilonggo tradition and modern creativity, is something rich and strange changing the templates of my consciousness. It has triggered a new understanding of the depth of who I am, someone, I've realised, who can be enticed to leave behind the sensory expectations of the familiar and take off for something new, something different.

The batchoy has granted me a return to innocence. It has not only woken up the digestion but granted me sufficient fire in the stomach for insight and for risk and adventure. 

Lars has indeed brought a touch of novelty to traditional catering without forgetting to give the batchoy gustative and visual value.


The resto is in De Leon Street in Mandurriao District, Iloilo City. 

Peter Solis Nery’s Hiligaynon orthography

an essay by Roger B Rueda

I love to accept and start to use Peter Solis Nery’s Hiligaynon orthography. For one thing, it is the smart way of conveying the Hiligaynon words. In Peter’s spelling revolution, words adopted from Spanish and English are simply adopted and used as they are. Adopting this new way of spelling in Hiligaynon is energising and exhilarating.

In Nery's Hiligaynon spelling revolution, Ilonggos may use Hiligaynon words if they are frequently used or they don't sound strange. They may use Spanish words that are part of the colloquial Hiligaynon and keep their Spanish spellings. Then they may turn to English when it is appropriate and without altering the spelling.

I think there is no way to force a word (an ancient word or a Hiligaynised one) into the Hiligaynon language at an individual level and to make sure it means what you want it to mean, so why break the oblivion and use stranger words like ‘naranja’ for ‘orange’ and ‘khaki’ for ‘brown’ and ‘keyk’ for ‘cake’ – and ‘hunghongan’ when it sounds so hoary and when using ‘telefono’ or ‘telephone’ is fine?

Linguistic purism in the Hiligaynon language is the belief that words of native origin should be used instead of Spanish- or English-derived ones. But, for me, the HIligaynon language has developed as a result of several invasions of the Panay Island in the 14th century; thus, the modern Hiligaynon language is the new epicentre of the Ilonggo experience. New things are always happening, so is the Hiligaynon language: it is reflective of the Ilonggos’intelligence and IQ upgrading culture.

The Spaniards added many words to Hiligaynon, so did the American. We cannot grope our way down the dark stairs of the pre-colonial Panay. We can’t force on ourselves the words we are unfamiliar with. We cannot sound as thick as two short planks. The modern Ilonggo can speak Spanish and English easily, well, and quickly in contrast to the Ilonggo who some writers want to promote – the Ilonggo who can’t pronounce Spanish & English words or parts of words clearly, the Ilonggo who is stupid in an age where technology allows people to talk and work with people all over the world.

Why use 'alkalde' for 'alcalde,' 'anyos' for 'años,' 'bintana' for 'ventana,' 'demokrasya' for 'democracia,' 'estudyante' for 'estudiante,' 'heneral' for 'general,' 'prinsesa' for 'princesa,' and 'telebisyon' for 'televisión' when we can use the Spanish spellings of these words?

Peter Solis Nery’s reimagining of the Hiligaynon orthography will enhance the Ilonggo life and culture shaping thoughts and emotions as it is a flash of the Ilonggo spirit. I believe it is his way of rethinking the nature of a language in the digital, connected world and opening the way to be modern and gracious to the past though HIligaynon is a little like a living thing that continues to grow. while new technologies, new products, and new experiences require new words to refer to them clearly and efficiently.

I am happy that God has blessed the West Visayas a brilliant writer like Peter Solis Nery.

Here is an example of how to write in Hiligaynon using Peter Solis Nery’s smart Ilonggo spellings:

Arrestado ang kilala nga holdupper sa ciudad sang Roxas matapos sia nga ginpaidalom sa drug buy-and-bust operation sang mga pulis.

Ginkilala ang arrestado nga si Ronilo Eribal, 36-años, sang Barangay 7, sining ciudad.

Nagpanindugan si Eribal nga indi sia pusher apang gin-aku sini nga isa sia ka user kag holdupper.

Gin-aku man sini nga sia ang nag-holdup kag nagkastigo sa isa ka babaye nga collector sang lending institution sang nagpamalibad ini nga ihatag ang dala nga bag kag naubos na ang Php 40,000 sini nga nataban.

Mahibaluan nga matapos nagpang-holdup ang sospechado, nagpaamulya ini sa provincia sang Guimaras kag didto sini gin-ubos ang cuarta nga iya nataban.

Samtang, patung-patong nga kaso naman ang pangatubangon sa karon sang sopechado nga yara na sa custodia sang mga autoridad.

Well, language will never stop changing; it will go on to respond to the needs of the people who use it. So the next time you hear a new word that grates on your ears or pronunciation or see a strange spelling, remember that like everything else in nature, the Hiligaynon language is a work in progress that is held in place in the past.

(Peter Solis Nery is West Visayas most admired writer. He is a 19-time Palanca winner and a hall of famer. He has a foundation dedicated to the promotion and development of Hiligaynon arts and culture.)