Saturday, December 31, 2005

Baguntao(n)

Bagong Taon
(salin mula sa isang awit ng mga gerilyang tsino)

Ninghua, Chingliu, Kueihua—
Anong kitid ng landas, sukal ng kagubatan at dulas ng lumot!
Saan ang tungo natin ngayon?
Doon sa paanan ng Bundok Wuyi.
Sa kabundukan, sa paanan ng bundok,
Kumakampay ang mga pulang watawat sa hangin sa alab ng tagumpay.

New Year's day

--to the tune of Ju Meng Ling

January 1930

Ninghua, Chingliu, Kueihua--
What narrow paths, deep woods and slippery moss!
Whither are we bound today?
Straight to the foot of Wuyi Mountain.
To the mountain, the foot of the mountain,
Red flags stream in the wind in a blaze of glory

---
wala akong new year's resolution. hiling ko lang ay magawa natin ang hindi natin natapos nung 2005. sana mapatalsik na natin si gloria. walang panahon!

Monday, December 26, 2005

6am, day after christmas

Tulang isinulat sa tabi ng puntod ng kasamang magsasaka sa unang anibersaryo ng kanyang pagkamatay

Dinalhan ka ngayon ng mga bata ng bulaklak
di nila alintana ang marahas na ulang
humahagupit sa kanilang likuran
ang kanilang panlulumo at pangako
ng paghihiganti’y di na tanda ng kawalang-muwang
Naaalala mo ba? Umulan rin
noon sa inyong nayon
apat na tag-ulan at tag-init na ang nakararaan
Nang dumating sila mula sa lungsod
mga bubot pang kabataan
tangan-tangan ang kanilang mapupurol na sandata
ang kanilang mithiin sa bayan
at ganap na katatagan
ang nagbibigay ilaw
sa mga siglo ng kamangmangan –
di hamak na malayo kung ikukumpara
sa mga asenderong nangamkam ng iyong lupa
mga bandidong nandambong sa inyong mga tahanan
mga pulis na gumahasa sa mga kababaihan
at pumaslang sa mga lalaki ng angkan…
Kung kaya’t ika’y nakinig
at nagtanong
at naunawaan
at namulat
ay nag-aklas din
laban sa kagutuman
sa pagkagahaman
sa pangangayupapa
sa pusali…
Sa gayon, hindi na mahirap nang
dumating ang pagkakataong
upang hamunin ang kaaway
sa huling pagtutuos
Upang pumili
sa sarili at sa sariling kamatayan
sa panlilinlang at sa karangalan

ngayon o magpakailanman
Kasama! Ang araw kung kailan mapalilibutan natin
ang kampo ng kaaway ay matagal pa.
sa ngayon, dapat nating pagkaabalahan
ang pagmumulat at ang agraryong rebolusyon
at pagtugis sa mga ICHDF hanggang sa kanilang libingan
nanatili tayong matatag.
Dinalhan ka ngayon ng mga bata ng bulaklak
habang inaawit ang mga himig ng digma
sa mapulang dapithapon.
di sila nakalilimot.

---

Poem Written Beside a Peasant Comrade's Grave on the First Anniversary of His Death
Servando Magbanua ( 22 Marso 1979)

Today the children brought you flowers
unmindful of the violent rain
beating upon their backs
their lamentations and vows
of revenge no longer a sign of innocence.
Remember? It also rained
in your village that day
eight seasons ago when
they came from the cities
raw youths
with their crude inferior weapons
their social message
and sterling courage
bringing light
to centuries of ignorance –
a sharp contrast indeed
to the hacienderos who grabbed your lands
the bandits who plundered your homes
the constables who raped your sisters
and murdered your brothers. . .
So you listened
and wondered
and understood
and thus enlightened
also rose up in revolt
against the hunger
the wickedness
the genuflection
the filth. . . .
It was not hard then when
the moment came
to engage the enemy
in mortal combat
to choose
between self and self's death
between betrayal and honor
between that moment and forever.
Kasama! The day when we encircle
the enemy camp is still far off.
Today we are still concerned
with enlightenment and land reform
and hounding the ICHDFs to their graves.
We remain undaunted.
Today the children brought you flowers
singing hymns of battle
in the bloodred sunset.
They have not forgotten.

Friday, December 23, 2005

una furtiva lagrima- edel garcellano


i.
"Hindi gawang biro o kasiyahan ang magpinta ng iba't-ibang mukha ng kalungkutan. Anong salita kaya ang magsasaad ng lahatlahat?"

-Edel Garcellano

ii.
sa write-up ni jewel tungkol kay joni mitchell sa immortals edition ng rolling stone, pinahiwatig niya na ang dahilan ng pagiging magaling na manunulat/kompositor ni joni mitchell ay dahil sa isa rin siyang pintor.

iii.
sabi ng karakter ni emma thompson kay alan rickman sa love actually, "joni mitchell taught your cold wife how to feel."

iv.
"
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I’m frightened by the devil
And I’m drawn to those ones that ain’t afraid"
-joni mitchell, a case of you

v.
takipsilim iv
ni edel garcellano

Sa katagalan ng panahon, nawalan na rin siya ng dahilan
upang itanong sa sarili kung bakit lagi siyang sapupo ng kalungkutan.

vi.
"It’s coming on christmas
They’re cutting down trees
They’re putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on"

-joni mitchell, river





Thursday, December 22, 2005

isang pagsasanay sa pagsasalin at sa paglimot

Kung limutin mo ako


Nais kong ipabatid sa iyo ang isang bagay.

Alam mo na kung paano ito:
kung masdan ko ang kristal na buwan
mula sa pulang sanga

ng mabagal na taglagas mula sa aking durungawan,
kung hawakan ko

ang di maapuhap na abo
malapit sa apoy,
o ang magaspang na katawan ng panggatong,
lahat ng ito'y dinadala ako sa iyo,
waring ang lahat ng umiiral—

mga samyo, liwanag, mga bakal
ay mga mumunting bangkang

naglalayag
patungo sa mga isla mong naghihintay sa akin.

Ngunit kung ngayo’y
unti-unting pumanaw ang pag-ibig mo sa akin,
unti-unti, ihihinto ko rin ang pagmamahal sa iyo.


Kung sa isang iglap ako’y iyong limutin
huwag mo na akong hanapin
sapagkat nilimot na rin kita.

Kung matama at baliw mong pag-isipan,
ang hangin

ng nagdaan,
at napagtanto mong

dapat mo na akong lisanin
sa dalampasigan ng puso kung saan ako nag-ugat,
alalahanin mong
sa araw na iyon,

sa oras na iyon,
ikakampay ko ang aking mga braso
at ang ugat
ko'y hahanap
ng panibago nitong lupalop

Ngunit, kung sa bawat araw,

bawat oras,
nadarama mong ikaw ay para sa akin
ng may di nagmamaliw na tamis,
kung sa bawat araw ay may bulaklak

na dumadampi sa mga labi mo upang hanapin ako,
o mahal ko, o sinta ko,

ang kabuuan ko ay muling mag-aalab,
walang mamamatay o mawawaglit sa akin,
nabubuhay ang pag-ibig ko sa pagmamahal mo, minamahal ko,
habang nabubuhay ka, mananatili ito sa bisig mo
nang hindi lumalayo sa akin.


---

If You Forget Me
Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

"you're rebellious and ungrateful of my love" - ellaine miller to anita, almost famous


A Rejoinder by Sarah Raymundo and Bogart Jaime


In Ms. Evangelista’s reply to our blog “Patricia Evangelista: Rebel Without a Clue,” she merely reiterated her argument that “political activism is one among many ways to help the country, and that people determine their paths based on personal beliefs and experiences;” and that “[she] make[s] the personal choice not to become an activist.” While she insists that her “argument is simple,” we think that it is rather simplistic. It would be more convenient to direct the reader to our friendster blog but we decide to restate our positions. It is our argument that the “many ways to help the country” are often antagonistic than complementary as is usually presupposed. Should we perhaps believe that GMA’s effort to help the country through her Strong Republic complements the genuine agrarian reform program advanced by the Left? Her public announcement that she chooses not to be an activist counters the activists effort to arouse and mobilize the broadest number of Filipinos towards an organized movement for national sovereignty and social justice. Without having to allude to this organized movement, she is antagonizing the practice of “activism” which has virtually become a metonym for this very movement. It is perfectly fine to challenge the Left and its claims. It is a remarkable feat for a college coed to problematize the Left. However, we find that her denial of the antagonistic positionalities defeats the very purpose of any meaningful debate on social alternatives. It is curious how appeals for ‘tolerance’ is often addressed to the Left as when Ms. Evangelista says that her column is “an attack on intolerance, in the context of activism.” We engage this position since it is not only Ms. Evangelista who assumes it. For how is ‘tolerance’ used in its actual context, i.e. in ‘multicultural’ societies like the USA? The liberals in the US, for instance, address their plea for ‘tolerance’ to their government and policy-makers. Tolerance, in this context, is addressed to those who are in power. It is amusing to have to see columnists demanding ‘tolerance’ from a group that could hardly marginalize privileged voices (of columnists, radio commentators and other media personalities, not excluding some actors in showbusiness). Of course, the Left can always challenge dominant opinions but marginalizing opinion-makers is an impossible act for the Left to do. To think that the Left and the State (institutions and their honchos) wield equal power in the Philippines is a gross miscalculation. Furthermore, it is the least of our intentions to condescend to Ms. Evangelista that she is a “victim lured by the discourse of neoliberalism”. While we said that she is “lured by the discourse of neoliberalism”, we never painted her as a victim. We argued that she seems to have interrnalized the neoliberal ideology. It is clear to us that the victims of neoliberalism are the peasants and workers from Third World nations who are now protesting the ongoing WTO talks in Hong Kong. We demur Ms. Evangelista’s claim that we condemned corporations and charity institutions. In saying that corporate social responsibility is a conjunctural phenomenon, and a strategy of containment in the context of global monopoly capital, we are not opining that corporate social responsibility must be viewed this way, we are saying it has historically been that way. Given the logic of profit accumulation, we have yet to see Ms. Evangelista’s point that there are two kinds of motives for the setting-up of corporations namely “altruistic” and “purely commercial.” We pose that capitalist exploitation can never be negated by “acts of generosity.” We concede that there are impoverished individuals who are assisted by charitable institutions. Contrary to her misreading, we did not censure organizations like Gawad Kalinga. We pointed out the limits of charity within the context of global monopoly capital. This is far from dismissing the function of these institutions. We sense a refusal on Ms. Evangelista’s part to analyse poverty, charity, corporations and interests in a systemic light. Rather, these elements are thought in terms of “motivations.” We clarify this in the light of Ms. Evangelista’s take that we “speak as if only [us] have the right to dictate the motives of individuals.” We do not operate in that mode. We prefer a dialectical analysis of motivations vis-?-vis structures. This is why we find it important to finally reply to Ms. Evangelista’s rebuttal. We feel that it is our task to make it clear that our blog entry was not written as a personal attack. We are reading her arguments as symptoms of ‘reading history’ in a way that legitimizes the dominant social order. To take offense from this symptomatic reading is as good as implying that she is the sole author of her beliefs. Who is ever? Moreover, we are amused at Ms. Evangelista’s cunning in “cutting” our statements and “pasting” them in a manner that is rather self-referential and ostensibly decontextualised. Allow us to cite a an instance: she claims that we called her a “socialite.” We made certain formal moves to illustrate the phenomenon that we are assessing, i.e., the hold of neoliberal ideas. In our argumentation, it is formally impossible to isolate elements of our critique of charity via the historical limitations of utopian socialism. It is apparent that Ms. Evangelista’s argument articulates elements of utopian socialism. We even explained how utopian socialists like Robert Owen realized the logical conclusion of charity is a rupture in the social relations of production. Ms. Evangelista’s apotheosis of corporate social responsibility forecloses this very rupture in the social relations of production. As for her grasp of the sentence where the word “socialite” appears, we can only refer the reader to the original text. At this point, it is necessary to address Ms. Evangelista’s assertion that we were the ones who said that Professtor Lani Abad’s statements reek of totalitarianism. We find this as a malicious sleight-of-hand. Furthermore, it is not true that we accuse Ms. Evangelista of being a “megalomaniac.” The word “megalomaniac” in our blog entry appears as the first term of a compound noun ‘megalomaniac fantasies’. It is the fantasy that is being referred to. Unfortunately, we do not have the training to diagnose her, or even our very selves of such psychological ailments. Ms. Evangelista rests her whole argument on open-mindedness. We agree that open-mindedness is important in the debate on conflicting alternatives to the current social order. It is Ms. Evangelista’s premise that there could be a coexistence to all of these conflicting alternatives that we find debatable. Besides, how can she claim open-mindedness when she is deploying notions like ‘extremism’ as though the term is not subject to political contestation? If there is indeed ‘extremism,’ ‘terrorism,’ and ‘ideological intolerance,’ then there must be an entity who ascribes these to particular groups. Should we perhaps just accept these labels as defined, for instance, by the U.S. State Department? Although we earlier challenged her notion of open-mindedness, we cannot deny the authenticity of her claim to open-mindedness as when she says, “I believe and respect activists and their contribution to society. Neither do I close the possibility of ever choosing their way.” It is in her expression of a dimension of her personality that gives potency to her assertions. We therefore disagree that an erasure of one’s particularity (i.e. personality) is necessary for a debate. That a debate must be confined to ideas is logically sound since ‘people are not what they do’. In pointing out some of Professor Abad’s characteristics, we are simply trying to sculpt the flesh-and-blood from the stereotype of an activist academic. We welcome Ms. Evangelista’s Nietzschean realization: “I’ve always thought my beliefs are strong; it’s only now that I have to fight for them that I can honestly say they are.” But the question is, will her strong beliefs be the object of state repression? This year alone (2005) 150 activists in the Philippines were killed on account of their beliefs. Tolerance? How about justice?

Friday, December 09, 2005

walang sinuman, maging ulan, ang may kamay na kay liliit

sa isang dakong hindi ko pa nalalakbay

ni ee cummings (salin ni jose lacaba)

sa isang dakong hindi ko pa nalalakbay, lampas pa
sa anumang karanasan, mga mata mo'y may angking katahimikan:
sa bawat kilos mong mayumi, may bagay na bumabalot sa akin,
o bagay na hindi ko maapuhap pagkat lubhang malapit.

pinakamunting sulyap mo'y dagling nagpapabukas sa akin
bagamat kinuyom ko ang sarili na tulad ng kamao,
mga talulot ko ko'y isa-isa mong ibinuka, parang tagsibol
na nagbubukas (bihasa,mahiwaga) sa kanyang unang rosas.

kung ako'y ibig mo namang sarhan, ako at
ang buhay ko'y titiklop na ubod ng ganda, bigla,
tulad ng puso nitong bulaklak na nangangagimbang
dahan-dahang lumalapag ang niyebe sa lahat ng dako;

sa daigdig ay walang anumang matatagpuang katumbas
ng lakas ng iyong masidhing kapinuhan: na kung dadamhin
ay magpapagunita sa kulay ng mga bayan, magdudulot
ng kamatayan at kawalang-hanggan sa bawat hininga.

(hindi ko alam kung ano sa iyo ang sumasara
at bumubukas; ngunit sa akin ay may nakauunawang
ang tinig ng mga mata mo'y malalim pa sa lahat ng rosas)
walang sinuman, maging ulan, ang may kamay na kay liliit

...

somewhere i have never traveled

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands


---
kinopya ko mula sa blog ni omer

Thursday, December 01, 2005

blonde and blue eye(d)


Patricia Evangelista: “A Rebel Without a Clue”


A reply to Patricia Evangelista’s column of the same title in the Philippine Daily Inquirer, 27 November 2005

by Sarah Raymundo and Bogart Jaime

Opinion columns have become, in our day, one of the most popular signifiers of liberal democratic consensus. It is here where privileged voices, by virtue of their negotiations with the state apparatus are given the opportunity to publicize their studied "idiosyncracies" thus betraying their nouveau riche predispositions and equally newly-acquired free market (read: insipid) ideas which they deploy as capital for further social mobility.

While some columnists do the best they can to produce rigorous analysis of socio-political conditions, others like Ms. Patricia Evangelista of the Philippine Daily Inquirer use the medium haphazardly for her own self-gratification. She does not,in any way negate the observation that opinion columns have become a venue for personal attacks and megalomaniac fantasies. To cite such an instance of harassment we refer the reader to a classroom discussion that's been cropped to a mere recounting in a paragraph (notwithstanding the complexity of the debate and the nuanced approach of those involved in this debate):

"One of my professors said that a student who questions activism is an embarrassment to UP. There is a right, she said, and a wrong (sic). To question that right and wrong is a ridiculous postmodernist concept (sic). She said that those who oppose activism live with a false consciousness of reality. The language she used was harsher but mostly difficult to translate into English.// For someone who lives by the principle that dissent and questioning are vital in a democracy, I find it odd that she finds being questioned offensive."

Ms. Evangelista, defeated in the classroom dialogue, slays her teacher in her column ruthlessly. If she is indeed as liberal as she claims herself to be (as when she preaches that people should refrain from challenging ideas antagonistic to their own) why would she prevent a public debate to ensue by keeping her 'adversaries' unnamed? How else should the classroom discussion be appraised without any proper referencing? Whom she sketches as the totalitarian monster and dogmatic activist is no less than the president of the UP Academic Union, Professor Lani Abad (Department of Filipino and Philippine Literature). Professor Lani Abad is known for her perseverance in forging unity among the faculty, academic representatives, and UP employees in their struggle for economic and democratic rights. She may have been maligned as a raucous, power-tripping demagogue by Ms. Evangelista but we happen to know that a considerable number of students enrolled in that class regard her as ironic, witty, and sophisticated. Too much for Prof. Abad. The point is to critique irresponsible media practice.

When Ms. Evangelista says that

"I'm not a political science major. I know very little about the dynamics of politics and will be the first to claim that my reading is limited to the Bestseller section of a bookstore. Maybe, this is the reason I shy away from claiming that my point of view is the only right view..."

she is in fact implying that she has mastered a particular field of expertise. For how can one disavow acumen in a particular field without assuming that one is a master in another? Humility, as opposed to this insidious and arrogant stance, consists in a thorough engagement of ideas to the best of one's abilities. In a sense, nobody could be a master of a field if we consider the material force of dynamism and dialectics. It is redundant for people to claim ignorance of a specific field unless they would want to imply mastery of another; since mastery is a formal impossibility. By saying that she is not a political science major and that her literary fare is limited to bestsellers (that she is far from the generic homo academicus), she makes a representation of herself as an open-minded individual as opposed to the alleged self-righteousness of the Left. Her perverted logic purports reading bestsellers and avoiding the political as proof of her open-mindedness. She makes it appear that any posture of criticality is a self-righteous act. Precisely coming from this innocuous position, she goes on to say that "For someone [Prof. Abad] who lives by the principle that dissent and questioning are vital in a democracy, I find it odd that she finds being questioned offensive." Dissent and democracy, in Ms. Evangelista's logic, are reduced to an unmistakable patronizing relativism that strategically contains the practice of dissent and democracy as functions of the much celebrated liberal multiculturalism. In the liberal democratic horizon, the tolerant multiculturalist can only tolerate customs and/acts that hurt no one. In Slavoj Zizek's words

"tolerance is tolerance of the Other in so far as this Other is not an 'intolerant fundamentalist'-which simply means: in so far as it is not the real Other. Tolerance is "zero tolerance" for the real Other, the Other is a substantial weight of jouissance. We can see how this liberal tolerance reproduces the elementary "postmodern" operation of having access to the object deprived of its substance: we can enjoy coffee without caffeine, beer without alcohol, sex without direct bodily contact, right up to Virtual Reality, that is, reality itself deprived of its inert material substance...In other words, the problem with the liberal multiculturalist is that he or she is unable to maintain a true indifference towards the Other's jouissance-this jouissance bothers them, which is why their entire strategy is to keep it at a proper distance (2004:174)."

The starting point of a multiculturalist is a dogmatic faith in pluralism. Pluralism presupposes that discourses have equal status in a given hegemonic order. However, it is precisely the existence of the hegemonic order that negates the very idea of plurality. For a hegemonic order to exist, it has to marginalize certain discourses that challenge it. Antagonism, and not some Miss Universe idea of World Peace, is the condition of possibility of all social formations, including that of "liberal democratic" regimes. Anybody who understands the dynamics of hegemony would therefore be exasperated at Ms. Evangelista's demand that one should remain silent before others whose point of view contradicts one's own. Should we perhaps keep our point of view as if it were some obscene secret? What is at stake here is not some vague term that Ms. Evangelista refers to as "point of view" but the substance of one's interest embodied in a point of view. At this point, let us venture into a hypothetical situation. Let us suspend, for a moment, that what transpired between Prof. Abad and Ms. Evangelista was an ideological clash on account of class interest and replace that antagonism with a racial one. Should we give the same validity between the views of the Ku Klux Clan and the Black Panther? This does not make sense even in the vacuum of multiculturalism where, supposedly, cultures have the same hold. Is the parallelism so haphazard? We do not think so. We cite Ms. Evangelista in support of this "hypothesis":"...I find it strange for people to accuse others that they have a false understanding of reality just because theirs is different. It's just as ridiculous as Muslim Fundamentalists claiming all Christians deserve to die because we believe in the wrong God." George W. Bush would have not phrased his racism and ethnocentrism this way, notwithstanding his all out "war on terror." Just as Ms. Evangelista has a stereotype notion of the activists, she also has a crass notion of the Muslim Fundamentalists.

By speaking commonsensical language, she reduces historical struggles into idiosyncratic preferences as if the difference between historical materialism and pragmatism were the same as the difference between ASAP and SOP*. Ms. Evangelista seems to understand democracy in exactly this way. Democracy in this diluted state is used by liberal democrats as its most potent defense against so-called left-wing totalitarianism, and hence, they find adhering to it as a virtue rather than a symptom of domination. In Zizek, this is what is called the point de capiton, a "quilting" that gives consistency to a given symbolic universe: " The point de capiton is the point to which the subject is 'sewn' to the signifier, and at the same time, the point which interpellates individual into subject by addressing it with the call of a certain master-signifier ('Communism', 'God', 'Freedom', 'America') -- in a word, it is the point of subjectivation of the signifier's chain (1989: 101)." By capitonnage, too, we can account for Ms. Evangelista's position that she is "outside ideology" as when she states that she is in no position to assess the "dynamics of politics," when she is in fact espousing/mouthing the neoliberal agenda. She valorizes the Third Way and the private sector's grand 'gesture' of corporate social responsibility:” In the United Kingdom, in Australia, in America, development did not come from government handouts. It came from the private sector deciding that they need everyone to succeed to enjoy their own success (sic). Here today, we have corporations like HSBC, SMART, GLOBE, AYALA and many more jumping into the wagon of corporate social responsibility (sic). There's a reason to hope and other ways to fight (sic)." Ms. Evangelista affirms this 'gesture' of multinational corporations as though corporate social responsibility is not a strategy of containment used by global monopoly capital to alleviate its crisis and therefore, it is not as if capitalism has suddenly acquired a human face. The discourse of corporate social responsibility is a conjunctural shift and not a permanent "change of heart" among monopoly capitalists.

Suffice it to say that an espousal of such discourse is anything but a position "outside ideology". In fact, Ms. Evangelista clearly adheres to Thatcherism (the independence of the market from the state which privatizes basic social services such as education and health; deregulates key industries such as oil; and liberalizes trade, bombarding neocolonies with surplus products in a dizzying fashion). What makes her a good subject of Thatcherism is her belief that "there is no alternative" to neoliberalism and the capitalist mode of production that it preserves. This is clearly seen in her denigration of activism as impotent. As though a victim of the Stalinist trials, she laments "the activists decry apathy. Rally, they tell us. Fight the system. Don't settle. Don't be one of them.// I think it's a huge assumption to claim that there is only one way to fight." Any UP student who bothered to spend time listening to what the activists really have to say would sense that Ms. Evangelista has not listened to the activists at all. What she is presenting are no real life activists but one-dimensional representations/stereotypes that only the AFP also deploys in order to cast doubt on the integrity of these people. The true activist that she refuses to reckon with is one who does a concrete analysis of concrete conditions; one whose calls to action are a product of thorough social investigation; one who 'always historicizes' (Jameson); one whose tireless persuasion goes beyond a mere injunction to rally. In Ms. Evangelista's consistent anti-leftism (see Evangelista's others essays in Philippine Star) could we perhaps discern an insistent refusal to see initiatives that enjoins musicians, poets, linguists, political scientists, economists, patriotic businessmen and state bureaucrats, church people, sociologists, film makers mathematicians, visual artists, IT people, physicists, chemists educators and so on? Initiatives that result in unprecedented cultural and scientific synthesis that, among other things, pave the way for even bigger mass demonstrations.

So what could perhaps be the 'master-signifier' (Lacan) in Ms. Evangelista's symbolic universe? NEOLIBERALISM. Neoliberalism or the free market ideology purports free competition as the highest form of virtue when in fact the free market has spawned the uneven development of nations. The free market harps on the equality of subjects while it maintains the gap between classes. The free market continues to foster oppressive forms of stratification while it profits from the commodification of gender identities and indigenous cultures. The free market presupposes autonomy from the State while denying the latter's active intervention in the export of warm bodies (read: cheap labor) leaving Filipino families restless and anxious on account of separation. The emotional costs of which has been the burden of social scientists and is left uncalculated until recently.

Celebratory discourses on migration have reached the point of utter absurdity as when it is asserted that women's unpaid labor in the household gets compensated upon export. Never mind that these are professionals at home. Never mind that they are maltreated, that they suffer undiagnosed depression, that their salaries are usually put on hold, that some are sexually molested and that many come home dead. Yet the logic of the free market declares them heroes. Indeed, state deregulation as espoused by the UP School of Economics is really the deregulation of the market's social evils. This is anything but close to the so-called autonomy of the market from the state.

Despite this, Ms. Evangelista continues to be lured by the discourse of neoliberalism. It may be difficult to resist the seductive 'synergy of the global village.' The difficulty doubles up when one, like Ms. Evangelista, does not yet see any need for partisan politics: "[W]hen I believe the cause is great enough, and that there is no other means, I expect I'll be out there in the streets, too." Could this same aversion towards activism prompted Ms. Evangelista's insidious attack on the faculty and staff of the College of Arts and Letters who mobilized themselves in the fight for the COLA back pay? She says: "Two days ago, as I was rushing up to class, I met one of my professors facing the hallway (sic). He said the academic staff was in front of the Oblation rallying for ten years of backpay (sic). Yet my professor was there in front of our classroom, a solitary old gentleman in a baseball cap, reporting for duty because he promised us a lecture (emphasis ours)." The implications of this statement on the professors who participated in the said demonstration are enormous.

Ms. Evangelista's functionalism makes her think that teachers should just teach, that students should just attend their classes and leave social responsibility to the well-funded NGOs and support organizations like the GAWAD KALINGA. She lauds the GAWAD KALINGA thus: "Everywhere, there are organizations that work from the grassroots to uplift conditions in the face of political turmoil (sic). Take GAWAD KALINGA (sic). House after house, slum after slum, it changes lives and gives opportunities to people who would otherwise be mired in poverty. Thousands of volunteers from Mindanao to Luzon have picked up either shovel or wallet to help in the war against poverty."

Even Robert Owen, a Utopian Socialist of the esrly 19th century realized that the logical conclusion of charity is a rupture in the social relations of production. In his well-meaning experiments on charity he found himself bankrupt. This goes to show that genuine charity entails the loss of profit, something that the corporations she alludes to would never consciously give up. Although Ms. Evangelista invokes ideas resembling that of a Utopian Socialist like Owen, her ego-ideal (read: how one views oneself in order to appear likeable to oneself) seems to be closer to that of a socialite. But the ego- ideal in the context of Lacan's mirror stage is always illusory and deceiving. One would have to reckon with the rock of castration (rendered here in terms of habitus) for there is no escape from the symbolic, save for psychosis. Habitus consists in enduring dispositions; like symptoms these signifiers can be gleaned from dreams, speech, writing, comportment and habits of mind.

Ms. Evangelista's metaphor for the activists is a noisy cat that has made her "become deaf to the noise." The same cat she wishes to serve as "cat soup for dinner." Should we take that as a fascist urge to kill all that is bothering her? Another symptom, another essay.

*SOP and ASAP are competing Sunday variety-shows aired on GMA-7 and ABS-CBN.

**Sarah Raymundo and Bogart Jaime are orgmates from the Center for Nationalist Studies in the late 90s. Sarah is now a faculty member of the Department of Sociology and Spokesperson of CONTEND (Congress of Teachers/Educators for Nationalism and Democracy). Bogart is now knocking on the doors of call centers and calls this a function of social ageing. They spend their free time scouting for scoundrels and gossiping on the scandalous practices of academics, whether political or sexual. They are, in the last instance, national democrats.