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Dante L,

 

The issue is income per capita. And we simply do not have that income.

 

Even if I were to gut out all the tans, the gokongweis, the ayalas, and the lopezes, their distributed wealth would not amount to a couple of thousand inflated pesoses per pinoy. The entire gov't budget distributed out, would scarcely touch 10 to 15 thousand pesos per citizen. Not half a month of wages for many.

 

It is so premature to even argue about "just" redistribution issues when there is so little to distribute anyway.

 

The issue today is not how to divide the pie - that comes later - after our time even. No, the issue today is how to firstly increase the size of the pie.

 

Now the creation of the economic pie, or wealth, is not the province of government. It is not within the proven ability of the government either. When was the last time the government could muster the credibility to carry out some simple economic act as to freeze the exchange rate, for example? Decades ago, perhaps longer.

 

But sadly, the stifling and destruction of economic wealth remains very much within the abilities of the government. And this ability is used harshly, and often, for the government fears the economy creating so much fresh energies as to overshadow it's own limited and fading power and prestige, if not already. The government knows in its bones that Marx got it right when he said that to command a country, one must first command the economy.

 

Thus, the government fights against that day when the economy will be the one rightfully wagging it, and not the other way around. Look, even now, do the best and brightest brains sully themselves with government service? No - they go elsewhere in the economy. When was the last time we had any bright boys entering the PMA? No, they would rather serve the multinationals, who treat them right. Thus, by slow idiotification or rapid insolvency the government will sink to increasing economic irrelevance.

 

If not already.

 

The worst case is that the government and congress will fight that historical inevitability of economic power erosion, prolonging what is a losing battle for them. For their skills are limited to mere matters of acting, law and of politics - how much more irrelevant can such skills be to the corporate economy of today? I dare you to name a single senator with the corporate skills to run a simple modern call center. Baka taga sulat nalang nang minutes yun. Assuming hindi bruja o buang, that is.

 

And eventual case is that, broke and desperate for pork barrel, the government and congress give up the fight and decide to open up the economy to the professional management and direction of the business sector, restricting its own role to mere referee instead of protagonist, and to be contented with assidously gathering the crumbs of taxes that fall from the high lofty offices at Makati - a mere supporting role to the economic plots.

 

For the economy, after all, is not a democracy. And yet democracy can be the result of good economy.

 

With the government soon reduced in economic influence, there will now form a power vacuum. Guess who will rush fill that? In this unbounded modern world of today, guess who have the training, money, and energy to fill that yawning power gap? Not the crony businessmen, now suddenly bereft of (bankrupted) government support. Their paltry inflated pesos will avail them not. Exit the razons and the aboitizes.

 

Enter the unshackled entrepreneurs. Those smart young driven men and women this country keeps birthing out.

 

Enter the dollar bearing mercenaries. And the captains who would command them.

 

And that is how the pie gets thicker and bigger.

 

And that is when we can worry about cutting up the pie more equitably - now there is something to cut, and (finally) a legitimate role for this government of lawyers and actors to play out.

 

But first things first. The issue is income.

 

LC

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henry,

 

 

five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes...

 

just one of those nostalgic nights when the thought hit me that this day was significant :)

if you are where i think you are now, please know that you still have my hand to hold, our happy thoughts to think about and a lot of stuff to look forward to. we both know it's not easy but we'll muddle through. somehow.

 

if you're in some place better than where we were before, you know what to do...

 

your time traveling has made me appreciate the things and people around me. well, mostly of you. oh the the lessons learned and the realizations made are priceless. you once said absence only makes the heart grow. not fonder. nor makes it forget. i say it makes the heart grow fonder. painfully so. and it took this particular time travel to make me realize this. i hope it isn't too late.

 

at the end of the tunnel, there's someone there with double cheeseburger meal, coke, fries and a pack of marlboro lights. hurry back then.

 

 

te echo de menos

 

love always,

 

clare

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Dear bei,

 

do you even remember the last time we had a real meaningful conversation about us? Sometimes i feel so selfish for wanting you to be mine again. I know we can be good friends. We are decent enough for that. But, i know we can be better if we are also more than friends. This world, my world is a better place with you. I miss our laughs or the times when we could just sleep and not care about the whole day. or the way we can just argue all the way and just find ourselves understanding that we just really needed to get it all our of our system so we can be fine again. we love the same food, same colors, same music, same interests.. we just cant love each other again.. at least that's what you said. I know you are not the most perfect person in the world because there's no one perfect. But i do know that we both have come to that point where we are both home to each other. that u an i? we can do better. we can be better. if only there can be another time, another chance for us. but i guess that until then, i'm gonna hang in here, holding on to what we had. holding on to my dear life. wishing and hoping that you would come back. i still love you. more than words can say. please dont let me stay out in the rain too long. you know that i'm not going to make it. i never regret the day i went to the girl's place to fight for you. i guess i just saw how much i love you. and what i am willing to give to have you back. i trust you bei. with all my heart. and i wish, God would just spare me a little more time to be with you.

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I'm sorry, but I won't make a promise that I can't keep.

Please don't ask me for something that I can't give.

I can lie to you -- and you'd hear the words you want me to say -- but I won't.

 

What saddens me most is I feel the pain in you.

Thing is, i really can't do anything about it.

Much as I want to be that man, it just won't happen anymore.

 

You're a beautiful, smart, young woman.

You certainly deserve the best.... and this is not the place for you.

 

The bottomline is I'm just a man.... no, a dog.

Just like what you need, not a man.

But I won't walk on my all-fours just to please you.

 

And I'd really love to see you still.

You can't take that away from me.

 

Goodbye. :(

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'Nay at 'Tay,

 

I visited you again last week. Lighted up a candle for you. I watched the fire speechless hoping that the smoke would carry my thoughts with them, and into your ears. There is just so much to say. And just the same, so much I want to hear from you. But how could I when I couldn't even see the boxes that you're in??? Could you hear me? And if you speak to me, would I still recognize your voices when it's been so long?

 

I wanted to hold your hands so badly. To feel the warmth of your embraces the way I did when as a child, you both held me. There in your arms where I used to find comfort. Where nothing in this world could ever hurt me. And though we were together once again last week, my pain didn't go away one bit. It hurts that all that I could do to reach out to you, 'Nay and 'Tay, was run my fingers through the letters of your names on that cold marble slab.

 

Ngayon, tapos na naman ang undas. Hudyat na malapit na naman ang pasko. Nami-miss ko na naman kayo.

 

Ang magaling n'yong anak.

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