Tourists, Beware! Unisan, Quezon Is A Very Dangerous Place To Visit!
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My father and maternal grandmother are from the fishing town of Unisan, Quezon. But that doesn’t mean it’s my place of origin. Most Filipinos today say that they’re from this and that province but the truth is, they never grew up there; they just spent summer and Christmas vacations in their folks’ place of origin.
Thus, Friendster is politically correct in the profile section where it tells account holders that their hometown should be the place where they grew up (since I was reared in Parañaque, then that’s my hometown).
So that’s the reason that although I’ve spent a lot of happy childhood memories in Unisan, I really have no attachment to the place (albeit a multitude of relatives). Especially now that I’ve grown up. No, I don’t hate the place nor am I ashamed of it — why should I? It’s just that Unisan is a faraway place for me, both literally and figuratively…
But now, aside from its polluted seashore, I have one reason to be ashamed of it: its local police.
But before that, to further expound my point about homecomings…
…It’s just the same way I feel towards Lucena City, Quezon, the place of my nativity (DISCLAIMER: I am no savior; that’s why I’m in SKIRMISHER. 
The word just popped into my mind due to the auditory beauty of the word’s semantics.). Whenever I pass by the place, I don’t feel anything — no excitement, no “Green, Green Grass of Home” stuff, no nothing. The place is historically fascinating, but I don’t feel any sweet homecoming.
But in Parañaque, although we have never had our own house there (and no matter how sleazy it was during Joey Márquez’s garbage-filled tenure), I feel a sense of belongingness. I now live in Laguna, but whenever I pass by Parañaque –to borrow from ol’ Nick Joaquín– a pang of childhood happiness smites my heart.
Unisan used to be beautiful. Naturally beautiful. What reminds me of my childhood Unisan is its spectacular bay and seashore, modest Malatandang Beach, pristine brooks, coconut forests, a fun rough road trip, fresh seafood, halo-halò, pinagóng, puto báo, scenic farms and nipa huts, its mysterious river (including the bridge on top of it — one of the longest I’ve ever been to), rolling hills and plains, and the queer Tagalog accent of its natives. Most of it are all gone or fading away due to the “blessings” of “progress” and “development”.
The major disappointment is the Población’s seaside. I still remember frolicking and swimming there when I was small. I’ve even seen pictures of my family members enjoying the beauty of the place (the aplaya, derived from the Spanish la playa for seashore or beach, was just a few meters behind the Alas home).
What happened to it now? Please, don’t bother asking me (*sniff*).
However, I noticed that recently there have been sporadic movements to bring back its seaside to its former glory. There have been notices painted on some public walls such as ILIGTAS ANG DAGAT, ILIGTAS ANG BUKAS (Save the Sea, Save the Future). As if it can do the most damage to polluters – is that really enough to inspire the townsfolk of their responsibility? Heck, even grownups there nonchalantly throw litter anywhere they could…
The state of Unisan, to put it more bluntly, makes me sick.
The good news is that ever since becoming an amateur historian, the only thing that sparked an interest in me towards Unisan is its quaint historical houses we call bahay na bató. I never cared for them when I was a kid. There are still several there which, I dare say, could rival the Antilean houses of Taal, Batangas.
But the town’s historical houses are also being victimized by modern evils such as abandonment (the Constantino and Carrillo houses), vandalism (the Valerio house), apathy (the Évora house), and stupidity (the heart-rending rubbles of the fabled Maxino house, the first bahay na bato in Unisan which was built, if I remember correctly, around the 17th century).
So here is where my story actually begins, i.e., the main reason why the title of this post serves as a warning to potential tourists…
Yesterday morning, I was strolling at the Población with my sister Jessica, taking pictures and videos of old Spanish houses using a Motorola RAZR V3i. I thought it was a great idea to include photographs of these houses in my upcoming Spanish blog. Behind the old municipal building was yet another seemingly abandoned and dilapidated house which I thought was owned by the Constantinos of Unisan. The architectural design was enough to fascinate the tastes of a connoisseur of Fil-hispanic/Antilean architecture. After having videoed the once glorious house, a bulky man in a white shirt and camouflage pants riding a motorcycle summoned me. He was stationed right in front of the precinct with a couple of mothers and their kids (typical provincial folk). I assumed immediately that the guy’s from the armed forces.
Boy, halica dito. Come here, kid, he said in a commanding voice. At least, the guy called me kid, and I was thankful inside: that means I really don’t look like I’m 27! Hurrah!
I went up to him, my sister behind me, and with the old houses and Spanish Unisan still thick in my mind, I asked him without much concern ¿Anó ho iyón? Yes, what is it?.
I was stunned by his irate reply: O, ¿ba’t ang yabang mo? Well, why are you so arrogant?.
Arrogant? Mayabang/Arrogant?! I was only taking pictures of old houses using a costly cellphone! Perhaps he’s miffed with my getup since he’s too old to don one and he’s already bloated; I was just wearing an Adidas jogging pants and a basketball shirt given to me by my mom, a rock-concert bandana, a pair of loud-colored sandals, my fancy bracelets and other special effects which my wife fondly calls borloloy, and I sport a Macario-Sákay-like hair — does that make me look like mayabang? (Maybe, Pepe). Or maybe it’s my gait; my wife noticed I’ve been impulsively walking like a professional wrestler — is that mayabang? (Could be). Or maybe because he heard me speaking to Jessica in English — is that mayabang? (Perhaps). I’ll never know (my fault: I didn’t ask him). But honestly, I never intended to show-off. Each individual has his/her own way of expressing him/herself. And this stupid “law enforcer” perhaps needed to be taught lessons on Freedom of Expression 101.
Whatever the case maybe, I was 100% sure that he’s the one who’s showing off his “authority” when he called me mayabang (arrogant or boastful). Of course, there shouldn’t be other braggarts within a 10-mile radius of a police precinct other than them boys in blue, stupid me.
So when he started showing-off his dubious authority, I sensed trouble.
I defended myself, saying in a polite but humored tone that I have nothing to be boastful of, and that I was innocently taking pictures of old houses. He then asked me, still in a sigà (hooligan) tone if I was related to the vice mayor. The hell with the vice mayor, I thought. I don’t even know who the mayor is (I learned later that the mayor is Nonato Puache, an acquaintance of the Alas clan).
This guy’s nuts, I thought.
But I thought that maybe he’s referring to the Constantino house where he saw me and Jessica walk away from. Perhaps he’s guarding the place (from what? there was nothing to steal from a house abandoned), so I explained to him that I’m an amateur journalist innocently taking pictures of old houses for possible publication. But of course, since he’s a “law enforcer” he wouldn’t care to listen to that nor even understand it.
Things were starting to become an argument, which is what I hate the most. But he did not intimidate me one bit because the asshole doesn’t even know that I am an Alas; the Alas clan is one of the most prominent group of families in the town of Unisan (now that’s mayabang speak, hehehe). Besides, having been a fan of World Wrestling Entertainment for close to two decades, I’m confident that, despite my lanky frame, I could seriously pin down a goon or two twice my size (Sweet Chin Music! The Stunner! The Pedigree! He’s got the scumbag in an Ankle Lock! My god, King! What a slobber-knocker!!! SECOND DISCLAIMER: Please, don’t try this at home).
He then asked where I was from, and I told him I was from Parañaque (it was on impulse). For a moment, I saw his eyes glow. He then got confident that I was not from the place, that I was a tourist, and that I was a PERFECT victim for any potential evil only a police officer could think of.
The goon really started to tick me off. But I still asked him politely –despite his lack of manners to a law-abiding citizen– if it was prohibited to take pictures of old houses in Unisan (¿Baquit, bawal po bang cumuha ng mgá retrato ng bahay dito?). Guess how he intelligently answered that: ¡Abá, icáw ang may sabi niyán! Well, it’s you who said it!
At that point, I felt that the conversation is turning out nowhere, and that he’s already talking NONSENSE.
To put an end to that waste of time which he initiated, I asked whether he’s a policeman or an army guy; I really can’t tell because he’s not wearing his uniform, and that the police and the army in Unisan share the same building (yep, smelly hogs and their shit are naturally found in the same sty). He proudly said pulís acó, with his chin held up high.
PULÍS ACÓ. Bwhahaha! So that’s why. It sounded too comical, the usual one-liners you get to hear from old 80’s Tagalog comedy movies depicting the police as scumbags (which I believe they all are). I could feel my insides laughing.
But since I was losing my patience because he was wasting my time with his non-intimidating scare tactics (I had to leave that afternoon for Alabang, Muntinlupà for my work’s on a graveyard shift), and especially since I have my sister with me, I frankly (BUT in a polite tone) told him this:
Ah OK, pulís palá cayó. Ganitó na lang ¿’no, sir? Cung balac niyó acóng daraguin (intimidate, scare), eh, calimutan niyo na hô casí hindí niyó acó quilalá. Alám co na yang mañgá estilo niyóng iyán. Ibá na lang ang tacutin niyó, OK?. Iyon lang hô. Paalam. Ah, OK, so you’re a police officer. Let’s put it this way, OK? If you even dare to intimidate me with your (usual) scare tactics, forget it because you don’t know me. I already know that kind of style you’re trying to put me on (police extortion, what else?). Just find someone else to intimidate, OK? That’s all, bye.
The cop replied, ¡Walá acóng paquialám cung sino ca pa! I don’t care who you are!
But his voice sounded hollow. Yes, he was the one who started to get intimidated by what I said, but I still didn’t reveal my last name.
Eh ‘di walá rin ho acóng paquí-alám cung sino cayó. Sigue hô, aalís na camí. (Well, neither do I care who you are. We’ll be on our way, then).
He didn’t even care to summon me back nor to follow me! The rascal must have wet his pants! Of course, I knew that he would have wanted to beat the bloody hell out of me. But the mystery of my identity which I threw at him was a far more stronger scare tactic.
But the group of women with the hooligan policeman were the ones who sounded terrified. They started calling for my sister, begging her to stop me and come back.
What for? Are the police our lords? Shouldn’t they be the ones who should give us ordinary citizens the respect all of us deserve? The civilians should be more powerful than the armed forces. It’s in the current Constitution which the evil Joe de Venecia and his political allies from Abaddon wanted to use as mere toilet paper. Have these hoodlums in uniform –and I’d like to include here corrupt politicians, as well– forgotten that their salaries are derived from the people’s taxes whom they terrorize and abuse?
One disrespectful attitude deserves another, and that’s what I just gave back to that licensed hooligan with the motorbike.
I was just enjoying Unisan’s historical past, for crying out loud!
Me and Jessica didn’t mind the ladies calling us back. I even turned my head to check if the hooligan cop would follow us. I saw him still petrified in his motorcycle, a surprised look on his face, perhaps stunned that for the very first time in his corrupt life, an ordinary citizen (and a bespectacled one, at that) finally stood up for his rights and never showed fear towards the evil that he had wanted to engulf me with. I even gave him a disapproving wave of my hand. Me and my sister just kept on walking towards what was left of the nearby Maxino mansion, another victim of injustice… historical injustice, that is.
Amidst the evil environment, my jovial sister Jessica showed no fear.
***
A few minutes later, as I was erasing unwanted video clips from my V3i (the free space left in it was small), I heard a commotion from the nearby precinct. All of a sudden, a group of policemen, garbed in full uniform, ready for battle, was summoning me.
Here comes the pride of the Philippine National Police, about to intimidate and perhaps beat the holy hell out of a scrawny “boy” for not bowing down at the taloned feet of one of their own human slime!
O, Unisan! O Philippines! Be proud of them!!!
Seriously, it was a funny scene. There I was, dazed by the morning heat and unarmed and crime-free, about to be confronted by angry looking policemen. One of them cursed at me and bade me to come to them in a very loud voice. I was about to curse back, but I was able to hold my cool; I think I’d go over the edge if I do that, I thought. My sister was with me, and they got guns. My only potential weapons were my fists, teeth, and the V3i. But it never occured to me to run.
I bade Jessica to go home. She ran to ask for help.
The uniformed hooligans, (I think there were around four or five of them) started to march towards me when I just remained standing in front of the Maxino rubble and stared at them like an amused dumb cow. I even heard one of them challenging me to a fisticuff (o, the folly of this world… we really get the government we deserve…). But I didn’t see the petrified slob cop with the bike.
Perhaps he also shit in his pants!
Their shouts were getting angrier, and I thought of their guns. A crowd was beginning to gather, thus it’s unlikely for them to shoot me. But you can never foretell their evil police ways. So I thought of an idea.
I videoed the assholes with the V3i.
From afar, I could see that they were stupefied. The one who challenged me to a fisticuff turned away. They’ve gotten nervous, perhaps, with the video.
But one of them walked slowly towards me.
Back then, I wasn’t sure if I should give him a Sweet Chin Music or talk to him diplomatically. Running away wasn’t even the last option. But since the cop was walking slowly towards me, I assumed he was OK to speak with. He gently tapped my hand and asked me not to video him (he was obviously daunted). He just came to talk and probe on what had transpired. And so I did, especially since I saw two of my uncles with the rest of the police gangstas. Jessica called them.
The fools then learned that the ”boy” they’re trying to bully was –gasp!– a member of the Alas clan.
The officer who spoke to me was a gentleman… a gentleman he was because he saw me with a video on hand. He said that the reason I was summoned earlier by their co-officer, the fat slob in the motorcycle who peed and shit in his pants, was that I should’ve asked permission first from the municipal government to take pictures and/or videos of old Spanish houses.
Baloney! I believe that was an idiotic excuse. Do tourists do that in other municipalities in the Philippines? Hell, no!
Do tourists in Vigan, Ilocos Norte ask permission from the local government to take pictures of the town? No!
Do tourists in Taal, Batangas ask permission from the local government to take pictures of the town? No!
Do tourists in Bacólod City, Negros Occidental ask permission from the local government to take pictures of the city? No!
Do tourists in Intramuros, Manila ask permission from the local government to take pictures of the city? Never!
And in Unisan, which is still dwarfed in terms of popularity by the aforementioned tourist spots, one should ask prior authorization from the municipio for one to take pictures of old Spanish houses which aren’t even protected by any municipal ordinance against destruction and vandalism. Phooey!
In reference to phototourism, that’s about the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard so far. But I didn’t tell this to him.
¡Pero ang saráp talagáng magmurá sa mañgá catarantaduhang itó, grabe!
The “gentleman” police didn’t run out with stupidities when I asked for the name of the bully interlocutor in the motorcycle; he immediately gave out the bully biker’s name (man, don’t they practice secrecy? I learned the value of it during my stint as a Reserve Officers’ Training Corps official back in college), much to my benefit.
The jabroni’s name is Danny Medina. Later in the day, I learned that almost all my relatives know him. Tsk. Poor guy. He must be biting his nails in shame. Or maybe not.
I also learned that he was involved in an accident… that must have scrambled his brain cells, thus the reason for his bullying. Nah. Accident or no accident, all policemen are like that. And I have yet to meet one who isn’t. Which will never EVER happen in my lifetime. This I guarantee to myself.
Finally, the last stupidity that the “gentleman” police guy did was when he told me that the reason why his biker dude friend was hostile against me was that I wasn’t from the area.
So that’s classic police logic: if you’re not from this area, we’ll twist your head off.
So this, dear readers, is the reason for the title of this post. If you’re a tourist and have heard a low-profile yet “beautiful” place in Southern Tagalog called Unisan, forget it in the meantime. Evil policemen are on the loose, and they’re out to get you. I have to admit that if I wasn’t an Alas and was just an unknown tourist there…
…this article wouldn’t even have existed.
But don’t get me wrong. I have plans of promoting my father’s hometown to the Spanish-speaking world in my own blog, ALAS FILIPINAS, which I will launch this 1 January 2007. But unless the current mayor, Nonato Puache, do anything against his hoodlums in uniform, well, those plans may have to stay in the backburner for the safety of tourists.
Esteemed Señor Puache, I was about to lodge a complaint, but my schedule’s tight yesterday.
And one more thing, Mr. Mayor: is this the kind of Unisan you’d like people and tourists to remember you by?
If I remember correctly, election’s next year.
***
Aside from its unique history, its old houses and Spanish heritage, there are actually so many interesting things to write about the still romantically sleepy town of Unisan. One of local cinema’s most beautiful faces, the legendary Marilou Destreza, is a native of Unisan (and a distant relative). Multi-titled basketball tactician Louie Alas and his younger brother, upcoming coach Mel Alas (brothers of my dad), are hometown heroes. Kalilayan Bridge is set on a very strategic and scenic location. For spelunkers, there’s Cueva de Bonifacio (Bonifacio Cave). For native culture researchers and enthusiasts, the native dance Estudiantina is an Unisan original. And of course, there’s Malatandang Beach.
And so much more.
Unisan has a very huge potential for tourism. And this phrase is even an understatement.
HOWEVER, as long as this jabroni cop Danny Medina and his warlike ilk in PNP uniforms are still on duty and on the loose, then – Tourists, Beware! Unisan, Quezon Is A Very Dangerous Place To Visit!
What a sad year-ender for me in Skirmisher. Just because of those stupid policemen who, up to now, still don’t have an inkling of an idea of the true worth of their badges.
Whatever. It is my belief that all policemen and soldiers are stupid. Because if they aren’t, then they wouldn’t have been policemen and soldiers. And that includes all individuals with firepower.
It’s as simple as that.
Happy New Year, anyway.
And learn much more about the Philippines (and my not-so-interesting self) in ALAS FILIPINAS. Three days to go!!! Ain’t it exciting?
Well?
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December 29th, 2006 at 7:32 pm
Bad episode… But this is my opinion:
When we “visit” our “hometown”, after living away for a while… we somehow become part of the “tourists” contingent. We are not local anymore, and the longer the worse.
Some of our countries have the national vocation for tourism, that is, tourism/service to tourists is imprinted, enforced, instilled from the kindergarden all the way up to university. I still have fresh memories from trips to Aruba and Curazao (Netherlands Antilles, Caribbean). You should see, the poorest kids in as many as five languages, trying to be helpful to you since you are a “tourist”, they also understand that you are supposed to “look different”, in ocasions “weirdly” dressed, and you will film and take pictures of even the sky. Police force has hard times to both enforce order and respect on tourists, but at the same time not hurt the tourism industry by mistreating these “visitors”.
It’s interesting that what happened to you in Unisan, could happen to me in Puerto La Cruz (Venezuela). I could be taken for a “chavista or anti-chavista” when taking pictures of sites that happen to be, coincidentally, ’sensitive’ to local political authorities, and the suspicion is stronger when “you look local”, that is, you don’t look like a “white” tourist. Yet, flocks of tourists keep swimming into Philippines and Venezuela. In other Latin American countries, like Mexico or Argentina, tourism doesn’t stop even if the local authorities don’t give a crap whether you’re a tourist or not, to get their ’sablazo’ or ‘mordida’ out of the silliest of your ‘trespasses’.
In brief: Philippines’ DOT’s false motto “the third largest English speaking country”, and the efforts to become a “touristm-oriented nation”, are far from true. There is too much poverty, crime, corruption and problems for the 80+ million kabayans as to get forcefully raised as tourist caterers, pamperers, servants or to care at all that a foreigner is visiting their barrio. A tourist carrying expensive gadgets like cameras, etc, or jewelry, in no-no areas has to understand he’ll get robbed. A tourist getting drunk and naked down by the beach has to understand he’ll get it from the police regardless. A tourist flashing bulky wallets paying bills at bars or eating places has to understand he’ll be tagged as soon as he leaves the premises. And so forth.
Our police departments are criollos, even though a lot of criminalistic expertise and technicity is imported from abroad. But they deal with our thugs, dealers, etc. We are Hispanic places, diverse but common (Latin America and the Philippines), and both Mafia Política and Carteles de Drogas rule. Anyone stepping into ’sensitive’ places for them, will get it through the long arm of… influence, connections and sicarios.
But don’t promote Unisan as tourist-enemy. It’s a one-time episode because you didn’t respond in servile or humble fashion (I guess), and what happened to you don’t necessarily mean it will happen to other visitors.
Álvaro
January 3rd, 2007 at 7:28 am
kung magsalita ka e akala mo e kung sino pamilya mo… hahahaha… matagal ka ngang nawala sa Bayang Unisan…
At kung siraan mo si mayor e nde mo ba alam e siya na lamang ang dahilan kung bakit nakakakain pa ang pamilya mo… i mean… you call your self a freaking journalist… the least you could do is get facts straight…
sabi nga ng mga matatanda… langaw sa kalabaw… ganun lang ang mga Alas sa mga Puache… at tatakutin mo pa ng eleksyon… ok ka lang???? magisip ka naman. sa aking palagay e nde isang tulad mo o pagsamasamahin mo pa ang lahi mo na pinapakain niya e nde nyo mapapabagsak ang isang tulad niya
at hijo… kung kilala mo ang mga Unisanin… nde mangyayari ang mga nangyari kung nde ikaw ang nauna… ispin mo na lamang na namumukod tanging ikaw lamang ang “nabiktima (kuno)” sa dinami daming nag enjoy sa Unisan… e napaka obvious naman ng kayabangan mo at pagfeefeeling mo sa lahi mo… kung makukuha lamang ang katotohanan… marahil e malalaman ng iba kung ano ang tunay na nangyari
January 4th, 2007 at 3:21 am
Ooooh, looky looky, things are getting funny!!!
***
UNISANIN: kung magsalita ka e akala mo e kung sino pamilya mo…
PEPE: When I said that the Alas clan is one of the most prominent families in your place, that doesn’t mean that they are the most powerful. Pero masaquít mang tangapín para sa’yó, Señor Inguitero, talagá namáng hindí basta-basta ang de las Alas de Unisan, Tayabas/Quezon. Lalong-lalo ná ang mañgá anác ng namayapang si Very Good. Alám na alám iyán ng cahit sino sa inyó. And everyone in Unisan knows very well that the funeral of Godofredo “Very Good” Alas y Sarmiento (1925-1997) was arguably the best attended funeral in Unisan history. Nung quinucunan co nga ng video yung burol, naalala co ang peliculang “Gandhi.” Ganoón catindí, man. Sigurado co, chong, naquipaglibíng ca rin noón, hehehe.
UNISANIN: At kung siraan mo si mayor e nde mo ba alam e siya na lamang ang dahilan kung bakit nakakakain pa ang pamilya mo…
PEPE: Hindí co alám cung talagáng gago ca nang pinañganác, chong… inulit cong basahin yung artículo có, pero walá acóng maquita na siniraan co ang mahál mong alcalde. ¿At para anó pá? E hindí co namán siyá quilalá. Walá acóng caalám-alám sa mahál mong alcalde. Hindí tulad mo, ‘di quitá quilalá pero ipinapaquita mo na cung paano ca pinalaquí ng mañgá magulang mo. Mahiyá ca namán sa mañgá cababaya’t familia mo, chong.
At cung may balác cang magagalit acó sa isinulat mong “pinapacáin” ng mahál mong alcalde ang familia co, eh nagcacámali ca. ¡Natawá pa nga acó dito sa silla có, sa totoó láng! Hindí co na papatulan iyán dahil hindí namán totoó. Cahit saáng suloc pa ng Unisan mo usisáin, sa’yó co lang maririnig yang ala Cristy per Minute mong chica. Nacacahiyáng patulan ang cabadiñgang chismis mo, chong, lalo na’t nacatirá ang mañgá magulang co sa isá sa pinacamalaquíng baháy sa Unisan (tiyác niyán na sasabihin mo na binilí ng mahál mong alcalde ang bahay nila, hehehe)…
UNISAN: you call your self a freaking journalist… the least you could do is get facts straight…
PEPE: Nope, I ain’t a FREAKING JOURNALIST… I am a JOURNALIST (hyuk hyuk hyuk). And the least you could do is look up the COMPLETE definition of what a journalist is.
January 4th, 2007 at 3:24 am
UNISAN: sabi nga ng mga matatanda… langaw sa kalabaw… ganun lang ang mga Alas sa mga Puache…
PEPE: Hmmm… ¿ganoón ba? Ang comento co lang dian sa cabastusan ng buñgañga mo e “waláng gamót sa inguít.” At más tangáp naming maguíng lañgaw… kesa namán maguíng “KALABÁW,” hehehe…
And regarding my mentioning of next year’s elections, I had to mention it just to, hopefully, jerk him off his seemingly comfty seat. Y’know, to check out this Medina guy and his hooligan posse. Casí ngá, cung anóng mañgá catarantaduhan ang guinagawá ng caniáng policía ay maguigui itóng reflección niyá. Since you’re to dumb to notice, I’m actually even doing your beloved mayor a favor.
UNISANIN: at hijo… kung kilala mo ang mga Unisanin.
PEPE: Yes, I know its people perfectly well. I have the blood of an “Unisanin” myself. Cayá nga medio nandidiri acó casí Unisanin ca rin palá. Saná Kanó ca na lang, chong. Caugali mo, e (take it from me; I’ve spoken to THOUSANDS of Northern Americans for the past two years already).
UNISANIN: nde mangyayari ang mga nangyari kung nde ikaw ang nauna…
PEPE: Ang culít mo namán. Para ca tulóy lañgaw ng mahál mong alcalde, e. Pero dahil sa hindí ca palá nacacaintindíng magbasá ng inglés, tatagaluguin co na lang ulít ang nangyari…May quinucunan acóng lumang bahay sa licód ng luma niyóng municipio. Pagcatapos co itóng cunan, tinawag acó ng tarantado niyóng pulis na nacá motorciclo. Sa totoó lang, magalang namán ang pagtawag niyá sa aquin, hindí padarág. Natuwá pa nga acó ng tinawag niyá acóng “boy, halica dito” en vez na “bosing.” Caso, habang papalapít acó sa caniyá, hindí acó nacatiñguín sa caniyá; inaayos co pa yung cellphone habáng naglálacad acó patuñgo sa caniyá. Nang magcaharáp na camí, eh ‘di siempre tinanóng co siyá cung baquit niyá acó tinawag. Malinaw pa sa memoria có ang sinabi co sa mahál mong pulís: ¿Anó ho iyón?Medio nacaamóy na acóng pulís siyá nung tinawag niyá acó, chong. Ang nasa isip co nung tinawag niyá acó ay itatanóng niyá sa aquin cung taga-saán acó o cung tagá-Unisan acó. Casí naiinitindihán co namán na maliít lang ang bayan niyó. Lahát doón halos magcacaquilala sa pañgalan o mukhâ (íisang pisá cung tawaguin). Palagáy co, ‘di familiar ang mukhá co sa caniyá. Pero hindí co alám cung anóng claseng demonio ang sumanib sa animal na iyón. Sabihan ba namán acó ng ¿Eh, ba’t ang yabang mo? Ngayón at nabasa mo na itó sa ating wicang natural, ¿masasabi mo pa bang acó ang naúna? Corny ca, chong, ‘pag ipagtátangol mo pa rin yung mahál mong pulís.Cung tinanóng lang niyá acó ng maayos na cung sino acó, tagá saán acó, anó’ng pacay co sa Unisan, baquit quinucunan co ng video ang lumang bahay sa licód ng lumang municipio ninyó, baquit ang bañgó-bañgó có, baquit ang gandá cong lalaki (hehehe), e ‘di sana walá nang guló. May nacahandá namán acóng sagót sa caniyá, chong:”Ay, pamangquín po acó nina Tito Ambet at Tito Galíng, sa mañgá Alas pô. Acó po yung anác ni Pinó na apó ni Very Good.”E ‘di walá nang guló, ¿’di bá? Ni hindí co man lang babanguitín ang apellido có, na acó’y may dugóng Évora at ca-familia co sina Amador at Louie at Mel at Rubia at Ángela at cung sino-sino pang mañga LEYENDA ng bayan mo at ng bayan ng amá co.Caso hindí ganoón ang nangyari, chong. ¿Tama bang asal ng pulís iyón? Siempre acó, ‘di acó patatalo dahil cahit papaano, naguing activista rin acó ng iláng taón. Thus, this belligerency I got from Student Marxists, not from the Alas nor the Évora clans, OK?At isá pá, hindí co tinitira ang mañgá Unisan. At evidencia lang itó ng catañgahan mo sa págbabasá. ¿Cung may maquiquita ca sa artículong itó na tinitira co ang carácter ng mañgá Unisanin, chong, hindí na acó magsusulat sa internet cahit cailán. Ang quinácalaban co sa artículong itó ay yung mañgá mayayabang na pulís na casíng ugali mo (AHA! Siguro camág-anác ca ni Medina, ¿no? hehehe). Sobrang linaw ‘to sa sicat ng Unisaning araw. Caso, yun ngâ, ‘di ca palá macaintindí ng wicáng inglés, cayá cung anó-anóng noción ang pumasoc sa nilulumot na cucote mo. Cung na-hurt co ang feelings at heart mo nung ni-write co na “Mr. Mayor: is this the kind of Unisan you’d like people and tourists to remember you by?”, pacencia ca na, indáy. ‘Di co alám na churvang-churva ca sa alcalde ninyó (charooos!).That question, my friend, is merely a challenge for your beloved mayor to wind up his ass and get his act together. Whenever I visit your town, I don’t see any progress aside from two internet café’s with notoriously slow connections.On a serious note, I love the town and the people of Unisan, chong. Much as I love this dirty country of ours. What I hate are those assholes who give your town a bad name, such as your town’s warfreak policemen.
January 4th, 2007 at 3:45 am
UNISANIN: ispin mo na lamang na namumukod tanging ikaw lamang ang “nabiktima (kuno)” sa dinami daming nag enjoy sa Unisan…
PEPE: Chong, palaguí acóng enjoy sa Unisan. Cahit walá acóng mañgá caibigan doón dahil hindí ngâ acó lumaquí doón, palaguí acóng nasa galaán. Marami ngâ acóng gustong isama diyán sa inyó cahit na binabastos ninyó ang calicasan diyán, caso lahát ng tropa có palaguíng abalá sa trabajo.
UNISANIN: e napaka obvious naman ng kayabangan mo at pagfeefeeling mo sa lahi mo…
PEPE: Waláng gamót sa inguít, chong. But seriously, I have more to say about this “cayabañgan” that you accuse me of. Unang-una, cahit mukhá acóng mayabang o mukhá acóng turista, acó na siguro ang pinacamabaít na maguiguing caibigan mo na cayang-caya mong abusuhin. Cayá nga lumalayó na acó sa mañgá táo. Sa sobrang baít có, dalawá láng ang puedeng mangyari: maiinís ca sa aquin o aabusuhin mo ang cabaitan co.
Ngayón, ang dahilán cung baquit hindí co caagád ipinaalám sa mahál mong pulís na Alas acó nang nagcácainitán na camí e para payaín siyá sa cayabañgan niyáng ibiníbintang mo sa aquin na licás mo namáng tagláy. Oo, tinitingnán co cung hangáng saán ang cademoniohán niyá, at cung anó ang maguiguing reacción niyá capág nalaman niyáng may dugong Unisanin palá acó, na hindí siyá dapat mambastos nang cahit sino, Unisanin man o turista o pulubi o fraile o magtatahô o cahit sino pang mayama’t pobre. Ganoón lang casimple. Walá acóng intención na ipagyabáng ang apelyido co cahit dapat namáng ipagmayabáng. Gusto co lang ipamukhá diyán sa mahál mong pulís na gumalang siya. The civilian should be supreme over the police and the military. Pinág-áaralan iyán sa criminología. Siguro ibá ang pinág-áaralan niyá noón: ang manacot ng capuâ. Pero tuwáng-tuwá acó ng ‘di niyá iyón nagawá sa aquin.
Ang punto co ay itó. ¿Papaano na lang cung totalmente ay hindí acó tagá-Unisan (o hindí acó Alas na tagá-Unisan) at walá acóng conección diyán sa inyó. Sigurado, chong, bugbóg sarado acó diyán ng mañgá hayop na pulís ninyó. En vez na maguing matapang silá sa crimen, mañgá namamasyál pá ang pinágdidisquitihán nilá. Tangina nilá, chong.
Tangina, chong, sobrang linaw ng sinulat co. Masqui si Álvaro nga na tagá-ibáng bansâ (yung unang nagcomento sa’yó) naunawaan yung sinabi co.
Hindí co namán sinabi na cumampí sa aquin palaguì ang mañgá nagbábasa ng mañgá sinusulat co dito sa Skirmisher. Nagalit lang acó sa’yó casí patí familia co tinitira mo ng patagó. Pati Unisan, guinagamit mo sa caduwagan mo; acaláin ba namáng tawaguin ang sarili mong “Unisanin” e hindí namán ugaling Unisanin ang pinapaquita mo.
Cayá huwág cang magtago sa saya ng nanay mo, chong.
UNISANIN: kung macucuha lamang ang katotohanan… marahil e malalaman ng iba kung ano ang tunay na nangyari.
PEPE: Feel free to investigate if that suits you.
January 4th, 2007 at 4:12 am
I have so many dreams for Unisan. I am aware that Unisan is, arguably, the oldest town in the Philippines… much older than Cebú or Panay. My father’s hometown is rich and vibrating in pre-Hispanic and Hispanic culture that I’d like to be made known to everyone. I’ve been wanting to invite some members of the Círculo Hispano-Filipino (Señor Guillermo Gómez Rivera, Atty, Cirilo Lubatón, José Perdigón) here in the Philippines to just squeeze out from their busy schedules for a short while and come visit the place. And perhaps influence Hon. Nonato Puache to preserve and conserve the beautiful Spanish houses there. Those houses –even your church– are national treasures and potential museum pieces and tourist attractions.
From time to time, I take pictures of old Spanish houses around Metro Manila for the Spanish newspaper Nueva Era, which is edited by Señor Gómez. One of my plans is to have the photos of Unisan’s magnificent ancestral houses to be published and seen by the Spanish-speaking world (yes, Nueva Era also has Spanish-speaking foreign readers).
Also, your polluted seaside can still be saved. Sobrang dami ang puede nating isulong sa Unisan. To tell you the truth, I’ve even written an unpublished nostalgic essay about Unisan a few years ago (I think I’ll have it published here for the first time, oks lang Kuya Jobs?). And God knows that my love for nature was inspired by my childhood Unisan’s pristine beauty. ¿Caso anó’ng guinagawá niyó diyán sa lugar ninyó? Pati yung cahayupan ni SPO supót Danny Medina at mañgá baboy niyá ipagtátangol mo pa yatà. ¡Mahiyá ca namán sa mañgá ‘di mabilang na inapí ng sangcapuliciahán, hoy!
Ang animal na pulis na si Danny Medina at ang capabayaán na guinágawa ninyó sa napacagandáng bayan ng Unisan, Quezon ang mañgá caaway co, at hindí ang mañgá tagá-Unisan, ¡TAÑGÁ!.
Dahil cahit hindí co man aminin, tagá Unisan pa rin acó.
Cayá tulóy yung magagandá cong plano diyán e nasisirà ng mañgá waláng cuentang taong tulad mo at ni Medina. Nampucha, dapat nga cayó ang nacácaisip niyáng mañgá planong iyán dahil tagá-riyán cayó.
January 4th, 2007 at 4:16 am
And if you’re not the coward that I think you are (which I believe is not characteristic of an Unisanin), then you will, of course, reveal yourself instead of hiding ‘neath your mom’s vestida. =)
January 6th, 2007 at 7:02 am
Huwág ca na paláng magpaquilala. Alám na namin cung sino cá. Nacácahiyâ ang mañgá pinágsasabi mo.
Lagót ca sa erpats mo, chong…
January 30th, 2007 at 12:47 pm
napasobra naman yata panglalait mo sa pulis na yon chong! ikaw na,, ikaw na talaga! ikaw na ang pinaka matalino, pinakagwapo! pinaka sikat Alas ka diba?
sana bgo mo nilait ung pulis na cnasabi mu eh inalam mu muna ang performance nya bilang pulis,,, khit ang mga kamag anak mu kilala xa… kng panu xa makisama sa totoo lng nung nabasa q ang article mo hindi agad ako naniwala…hanga ako chong… ur so stupendous!
akalain mu kaladkarin mo pangalan ng pamilya mo,ng mga unisanin at ng mga pulis doon….
sa pagkakaintindi ko sa kwento mo ginampanan lng nya tungkulin nya nung tanungin ka kng cnu at tga saan ka at bkit ka ngppicture dun dhil bgo mukha mo sa paningin nya… kng cnagot mu agad xa ng maayos at nagpakilala ka na kamag anak ka ng mga Alas eh di tpos na ang kwento dhil sbi mu nga kilala ang pamilya nyo sa unisan…KHIT HINDI KA ALAS KNG NAGPAKILALA KA NG MAAYOS BKA SAMAHAN KPA NILA SA MGA GSTO MONG PUNTAHAN…
ang sbi mu kc sa kwento mo eh cnagot mo pa sya ng mga pa english english mo eh pasesnsya na cgro nga hindi kyo ngakaintindihan… sobrang galing mo eh… diba nga… cgro nga mataas ang pinag aralan mu sana ginamit mo sa maayos na pakikipag usap..
siguro nga kung sa palagay mo hindi ganun kataas ang pinagaralan ng mga pulis kaya ganan ka manglait… pero marunong clang rumespeto..
ganda ng research mo chong… warfreak pla ah… nagkakamali ka chong s pagkakalam ko mganda ang record nya bilang isang pulis nagkataon lang na sobra ang talino mo at hindi ka namen mareach. mukha mu palang weird na! sa pagkakaalam ng lahat hndi nga natuwa tatay mu sa ginawa mu eh! weirdo ka kasi,, nasa lahi nyo kasi ang siraulo, diba kamag anak mo si ato! yan gusto mo diba laitan tayo!
ANG SAYA SAYA DIBA?
MABUHAY ANG TURISMO SA UNISAN! MABUHAY ANG MGA ALAS! MABUHAY SI MAYOR NONY PUACHE! MABUHAY ANG MGA PULIS SA UNISAN! MABUHAY SI SP03 DANILO MEDINA!!! SALAMAT CHONG,, HASTA LA VISTA BABY!!! MUAH MUAH MUAH
January 30th, 2007 at 12:58 pm
saludo ako sayo tol! gusto mo kasi magpasikat eh,, dahil wala nakakakilala sayo sa unisan! eh ang taas na pinagaralan mu! ang talitalino mo sobra love na nga kita eh!
love you tol kita tayo sa unisan kelan ka ba uwi! ipapakilala kita sa mga pulis sa unisan mga gwapo din sila katulad mo. dont txt me ill text you! opps,, wag ka na reply kc hahaba pa,,, bye na! last word tol,, dont judge the book by its cover. talino ko noh! magtanggal ka na ng maskara mo tol! magladlad ka na! bading ka siguro noh? bading lang ang alam kong gagawa ng mga gantong katalinuhan! agen i love you!
January 31st, 2007 at 3:19 am
It’s the freakin’ year of the pig! So I gotta give this piggy her 15 minutes of fame. Here we go again…
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CONCERNED CITIZEN: napasobra naman yata panglalait mo sa pulis na yon chong!
PEPE ALAS: Hindí namán siguro, chang. Whatever I said to your beloved cop, he truly deserved it. Culang pa nga, e.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: ikaw na,, ikaw na talaga! ikaw na ang pinaka matalino,
PEPE ALAS: Thank you so much.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: pinakagwapo!
PEPE ALAS: ¡Hoy, doón ca cay Willie Revillamé humiñgí ng P200, huwág sa aquin. And chang, I’m already married with three kids. Walá ca nang pag-asa sa aquin. Magpaligaw ca na lang sa SPO3 mo, hehehe. =)
CONCERNED CITIZEN: pinaka sikat
PEPE ALAS: Thank you once more.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: Alas ka diba?
PEPE ALAS: ¡Hindí! ¡DEVERA ang apellido có! Nampucha, namán, o. ¿Marunong ca bang magbasá?
CONCERNED CITIZEN: sana bgo mo nilait ung pulis na cnasabi mu eh inalam mu muna ang performance nya bilang pulis,,,
PEPE ALAS: ¡Abá! ¡Utusan ba acó¡ That, my friend, is no longer my responsibility. Ang sanang sinulat mo, e, sana, ‘di na lang nanacot yang pulís patola mo. ¿Sa totoó lang?, hindí namán casí nacacatacot ang mga pulís dian. Nacacainís lang. Cayá palá ang damí pa ring sumasanib sa NPA…
CONCERNED CITIZEN: khit ang mga kamag anak mu kilala xa…
PEPE ALAS: I don’t give a damn whether he drops by our house every morning to have a cup of coffee or two, or whether he wants to sweep our floor. As long as anyone crosses the line of civility, he’s a marked cretin in my book.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: kng panu xa makisama sa totoo lng nung nabasa q ang article mo hindi agad ako naniwala…
PEPE ALAS: Concerning SPO3 Medina’s character, yes, I might be led to believe that maybe he’s an upright man. But NOT when he wears his badge and firearms and dubious authority to throw his weight around the way he futilely did to me last 28 December 2006. And that goes to all those gorillas who attempted to beat me up. Sayang. Due to excitement, I accidentally erased their muddy faces from my RAZR V3i.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: hanga ako chong… ur so stupendous!
PEPE ALAS: O, hayán ca na namán. Hinay-hinay lang, chang. Sobrang “infatuation” na ‘yan. Mag-café ca munà.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: akalain mu kaladkarin mo pangalan ng pamilya mo,ng mga unisanin at ng mga pulis doon….
PEPE ALAS: Acaláin mo nga namán. Tsk.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: sa pagkakaintindi ko sa kwento mo ginampanan lng nya tungkulin nya nung tanungin ka kng cnu at tga saan ka at bkit ka ngppicture dun dhil bgo mukha mo sa paningin nya…
PEPE ALAS: E, walá ca namán paláng naintindihán sa isinulat co, e. Here’s some advice: grab someone there with you who hasn’t had his/her head bumped for the past week. Let that person read my article for you. ¿Oki? In that way, HOPEFULLY, you’ll be able to comprehend what your hooligan policemen almost did to me.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: kng cnagot mu agad xa ng maayos at nagpakilala ka na kamag anak ka ng mga Alas eh di tpos na ang kwento dhil sbi mu nga kilala ang pamilya nyo sa unisan…
PEPE ALAS: Alám mo, canina co pang gustóng isulat na bacá icáw, Bb. Rianne Devera, alias CONCERNED CITIZEN (I just couldn’t figure what you’re CONCERNED about), ay pinañganác nang TAÑGÁ, BOBA, MAÑGMANG, etc. But since it’s pretty obvious that you’ve got a big crush on me (”ikaw na ang pinaka matalino, pinakagwapo…”), I’ll spare you the ad hominems in which you’re pretty much an expert of. Tutál, malacás namán ang cutób co na simulá pagcabatà e alám mo nang tañgá, boba, at mañgmang cá. So I’ll just shut up. =)
CONCERNED CITIZEN: KHIT HINDI KA ALAS KNG NAGPAKILALA KA NG MAAYOS BKA SAMAHAN KPA NILA SA MGA GSTO MONG PUNTAHAN…
PEPE ALAS: A biased supposition. ¿At cailán pa cumuha ng BS Tourism ang mga tarantadong pulís dian, a ver?
CONCERNED CITIZEN: ang sbi mu kc sa kwento mo eh cnagot mo pa sya ng mga pa english english mo eh pasesnsya na cgro nga hindi kyo ngakaintindihan…
PEPE ALAS: ¿TALAGÁ? ¿Sinagót co siyá ng Inglés? ¡Ngeeee! (talagáng “bops” nga cung magbasá…)
CONCERNED CITIZEN: sobrang galing mo eh…
PEPE ALAS: ¡Salamat ulî! =)
CONCERNED CITIZEN: diba nga… cgro nga mataas ang pinag aralan mu sana ginamit mo sa maayos na pakikipag usap..
PEPE ALAS: Yup, I did my best. But I think my best wasn’t good enough… Something’s just wrong inside that crazy cop’s head. As we say in Spanish, “aquél cabrón está loca en la cabeza.”
CONCERNED CITIZEN: siguro nga kung sa palagay mo hindi ganun kataas ang pinagaralan ng mga pulis kaya ganan ka manglait…
PEPE ALAS: I reiterate: all policemen are stupid. Everyone in the army is stupid. Criminals, of course, are stupid. ALL MEN WITH GUNS ARE STUPID AND GUTLESS COWARDS. That’s why I salute Senator Pánfilo “Ping” Lacson when he left his disgraceful PNP uniform for the Senate (well, not that today’s Senate is any good, but that’s another story). Cung hindí tañgá si SPO3 Danny Medina mo, e ‘di hindí na nagpulís ‘yan. Caso, nagpulís, e. E ‘di tañgá, ¿’di ba? =)
CONCERNED CITIZEN: pero marunong clang rumespeto..
PEPE ALAS: Hello? Did someone fart here?
CONCERNED CITIZEN: ganda ng research mo chong…
PEPE ALAS: Waláng hangáng pasasalamat.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: warfreak pla ah… nagkakamali ka chong s pagkakalam ko mganda ang record nya bilang isang pulis
PEPE ALAS: Yes, I believe so. And speaking of good records, retired general Jovito Palparán has a much more awesome record compared to Medina’s. And everyone knows who Palparán is and what he does…
CONCERNED CITIZEN: nagkataon lang na sobra ang talino mo at hindi ka namen mareach.
PEPE ALAS: Hayaan mo, magpaplano acó balang araw ng “outreach program” para sa wacás ay “ma-reach” co na ang mga sawimpalad na cagaya mo.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: mukha mu palang weird na!
PEPE ALAS: And I’m damn proud of it (Kuya Jobs, it’s working! I’m freaking them out! Success!)!!! ¿At alám mo bang lahát ng nagsabing weirdo acó ay may supercrush sa aquin? =)
CONCERNED CITIZEN: sa pagkakaalam ng lahat hndi nga natuwa tatay mu sa ginawa mu eh!
PEPE ALAS: I know. And not only my dad, but I do have a feeling that everyone in the family disapproved of what I wrote. Even my wife scolded me at first (but it was mainly out of concern that your hooligan policemen might strike back). However, let me remind you that I did that not write that article out of caprice. I had to do what I had to do. I was a potential victim of police hooliganism, but unfortunately for them, I fought back. Umalmá lang acó sa clásicong pandadarag na familiar namán sa sancapulisyahán. Tulad ng sinabi co cay Unisanin, sa mga pulís ng Unisan acó galít at hindí sa bayan ng Unisan o sa mga táo nito o sa mga político nito. And I write not to please people, nor myself (no matter how awkward that may seem). I write such articles because I know I had to it, I’m compelled to do so, and that it’s my personal duty. Before I wrote “Tourists, Beware! Unisan, Quezon Is A Very Dangerous Place To Visit!”, I knew from the very start that many people who will read it, including my family members, might get angry. But if you read closely (and there’s no need to read between that pallid lines because what you see is what you get), you will know that Unisan’s policemen, particularly SPO3 Medina, did me wrong. And worse, they could’ve done it to anyone who didn’t have the balls to retaliate. And much worse, they must’ve done it already to other people. And I won’t be surprised if they already did.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: weirdo ka kasi,,
PEPE ALAS: Weirdo ca rin. =)
CONCERNED CITIZEN: nasa lahi nyo kasi ang siraulo, diba kamag anak mo si ato!
PEPE ALAS: May payò acó sa’yó, binibini — mamayâ, bago ca matulog, magdasál ca nang ganitó: “Pañginoóng Dios, patawarin niyó pô acó. May niláit po casí acóng táo na camág-anac ni Pepe Alas (na gustó cong maguíng caaway cahit walá namán itóng magandáng patutuñguhan). Renato Alas pô ang pañgalan ng táong aquing ininsulto. Tito siyá ni Pepe, at may diperensia po ang caniáng pag-iisip. Walá po siyáng quinalaman sa pang-aaway co cay Pepe, pero binastós co pa rin pô ang inyóng banál na calooban na magcaroón siyá ng saquít sa pag-iisip. Ayoco namán pô itóng mangyari sa aquing maguiguing mga anác o apó. Patawad pô.”
Rest assured that you’re guaranteed a forgiveness. As for Tito Rene, he’s already assured of a TICKET TO HEAVEN when his time comes due to the fact that (”thanks” to his mental illness) he’s blameless. As for you, my friend…
CONCERNED CITIZEN: yan gusto mo diba laitan tayo! ANG SAYA SAYA DIBA?
PEPE ALAS: Of course not. It’s just a favorite pastime of modern cavemen like you.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: MABUHAY ANG TURISMO SA UNISAN!
PEPE ALAS: I AM SOLIDLY BEHIND YOU, GIRL.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: MABUHAY ANG MGA ALAS!
PEPE ALAS: ¿O? ¿Canina lang nilaláit mo camí? ¿Sino ngayón ang balíw? =)
CONCERNED CITIZEN: MABUHAY SI MAYOR NONY PUACHE!
PEPE ALAS: Uuuh, tal vez…
CONCERNED CITIZEN: MABUHAY ANG MGA PULIS SA UNISAN! MABUHAY SI SP03 DANILO MEDINA!!!
PEPE ALAS: Now, I’m truly convinced that you have totally lost your mind. Therefore, much to my regret, this will be the last time you’ll be able to comment here. I’m sorry, but you need mental help.
CONCERNED CITIZEN: SALAMAT CHONG,, HASTA LA VISTA BABY!!! MUAH MUAH MUAH
PEPE ALAS: Your welcome. But don’t worry, although you’re banned from commenting (due to that unstable brain of yours), you can still read The Skirmisher whenever you like. And watch out for future Unisan articles that will completely blow your mind!… no pun intended, hehehe. =)
¡Ciao!
January 31st, 2007 at 3:48 am
SOMEONE WHO ALSO CALL HIMSELF PEPE COMMENTED THIS WAY:
“saludo ako sayo tol! gusto mo kasi magpasikat eh,, dahil wala nakakakilala sayo sa unisan! eh ang taas na pinagaralan mu! ang talitalino mo sobra love na nga kita eh!
love you tol kita tayo sa unisan kelan ka ba uwi! ipapakilala kita sa mga pulis sa unisan mga gwapo din sila katulad mo. dont txt me ill text you! opps,, wag ka na reply kc hahaba pa,,, bye na! last word tol,, dont judge the book by its cover. talino ko noh! magtanggal ka na ng maskara mo tol! magladlad ka na! bading ka siguro noh? bading lang ang alam kong gagawa ng mga gantong katalinuhan! agen i love you!”
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WHADDAYA KNOW? THIS ARTICLE HAS BROUGHT OUT ALL SORTS OF TWITS FROM MY FATHER’S HOMETOWN! HAHAHA!UNBELIEVABLE.
ALL I CAN SAY IS THIS DOESN’T MERIT ANY RESPONSE.
AND AS FOR YOU, UH, “PEPE,” SINCE YOU HAVE NOTHING INTERESTING TO SAY, THIS WOULD ALSO BE THE LAST TIME YOU’LL BE ABLE TO COMMENT HERE. I’M TERRIBLY SORRY.
Y’KNOW, GUYS (ESPECIALLY TO ALL MEMBERS OF “SAVE SPO3 DANNY MEDINA & CO.’S ASS”) YOU’RE FREE TO DISS ME IN WHICHEVER WAY YOU WANT AS LONG AS YOU HAVE SOMETHING “SUBSTANTIAL” TO SAY WHICH, OF COURSE, I WILL HAPPILY TEAR APART IN THE PROCESS (CHECK OUT UNISANIN AND CONCERNED CITIZEN’S COMMENTS). THAT IS WHY I’M STILL AWAITING UNISANIN TO RESPOND, AND HE’S FREE TO KEEP ON COMMENTING WHENEVER HE LIKES.
BUT THIS POOR SLOB (bazarnken13@yahoo.com) IS DESPERATE TO DISCREDIT THE WAY I RESPOND TO COMMENTERS. THAT’S WHY I’M FORCED TO BLOCK HIM. ¿ANÓ BA ‘YAN? ¿GANYÁN NA BA TALAGÁ ANG KABATAANG UNISANIN NGAYÓN?
NAGTÁTANONG LANG NAMÁN.
BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME, CHONG.
WELL? WHO’S NEXT?!
February 1st, 2007 at 6:02 am
Dear valued commenters.
We have received your comments, but although we value your opinion a great deal, we have decided to not approve their publication on this blog.
One of our bloggers, Pepe Alas, probably went over the top and ruffled some feathers, but such has been his specific literary style that we have even encouraged him to do that.
But it has come to our notice that this particular blog post has been receiving comments that are “sillier and angrier” than most of Skirmisher’s own blog posts, which, as you may already know, do nothing but hurt our egos and poke our sensitive feelings.
Nevertheless, you may now reserve your anger and resentment as we already have pinched him in the armpit and any future posts under the renowned Pepe Alas by-line will be written by a smart robot that has passed the Turing Test and will be so clever you won’t be able to tell the difference.
Rest assured that the reconstituted, newly improved, vitamin-enriched Pepe Alas in the future will no longer shoot back point- by-point at negative commentaries and will in fact be more gracious and magnanimous than the Amazing Zoltar.
But don’t worry, any future comments that this blog post receives may still be *approved* as long as they are “reasonably” either negative or positive and are not specifically made to personally target our balls.
Thank you for reading and may all folks in Unisan enjoy their town’s burgeoning tourism industry, and may all its healthy and friendly cops and politicians find comfort in the fact that the Skirmisher thinks so very dearly of them.
February 6th, 2007 at 3:01 am
JB, salamat that you have decided to not approve comments/publication on this blog. Maybe u can also erase this article…for the sake of all unisanin who are deeply affected by this article. By the way it is also on my thinking, that this would save Pepe from further comments (either negative or positive).
Thank you!
February 6th, 2007 at 11:18 am
Please delete this article.
It is not only for the sake of Unisanin, but more importantly, the town itself.
You should have reported this to the town Mayor, if it is impossible to the town Chief of Police. Also, this incident happened in Brgy. Lapu Lapu, which was the Brgy Captain was an Alas of your clan. So I guess there’s no excuse for you to reason that you were against a police officer powerful than you.
You should have voiced your sentiments to your great clan. If you were really harassed here, then your great clan should have done a great move.
This is not the right move to voice your sentiments, so please delete this.
February 6th, 2007 at 8:18 pm
Lar, you’re right. JB’s decision might save me from further comments.
But that won’t stop me from writing future articles. =)
February 6th, 2007 at 9:51 pm
Dear Kalilayan:
Didn’t I just write the reason why I wasn’t able to report this to your GREAT town Mayor? For your GREAT sake, I’ll reprint it here:
“Esteemed Señor Puache, I was about to lodge a complaint, but my schedule’s tight yesterday.”
¿Claro?
One GREAT advice: next time, PLEASE READ MORE THOROUGHLY AND CAREFULLY, OK? =)
Now, I didn’t have any GREAT idea that the place of incident was under Brgy. Lapu-lapu until you wrote it here. But that’s not the GREAT point. Anyway, the Barangay Captain from my GREAT clan did respond to the incident promptly and GREATLY. =)
And hey, I never wrote in this GREAT article that I was against a police officer powerful than me. ¿Saán co po isinulat, sir?
Yes, I did voice my GREAT sentiments to my GREAT clan. I was harrassed, and Tito Ambet’s response is good enough for that day alone. The rest, I just concluded with a GREAT bang.
This is not a GREAT move to voice your GREAT sentiments, so please delete your comment. =)
And as long as the GREAT policemen of Unisan continue to throw their weight around (and as long as GREAT people like you continue to senselessly defend them), then…
TOURISTS. BEWARE! UNISAN, QUEZON IS STILL A VERY DANGEROUS PLACE TO VISIT!!!
Have a GREAT day, sir!!!
From The GREAT One, Pepe Da Hepe.
Ain’t I Just Great?
February 7th, 2007 at 2:45 am
The Great One, Pepe Alas’ experience in Unisan, Quezon as far as I know, is an isolated incident unless otherwise that this incident are a regular thing in Unisan (well of course, Pepe could present similar incidents). And therefor this is unfair for the unisanin and to the town itself to be branded as dangerous place to visit especially for tourists.
For the interest of some readers who never been to Unisan, This TOWN is a simple and peaceful community (that’s my youthful experience). I feel sad for Pepe, for he feel that he did not get due respect he is expecting from some policemen. But that’s part of our life, let’s all charged it to experience. And let God do the justice, especially to those who are in Uniform whom u called hooligan. But for the sake of those who really love Unisan, they deserve good write-up other than this, the good infrastructure projects, the scenery and the hospitality of the people who live there. I will never ask you to stop writing, but i will request you to write something GOOD and VIBRANT for Unisan Quezon. Ciao =)
February 7th, 2007 at 6:58 am
Write whatever you wanted however, as you mentioned
“And as long as the GREAT policemen of Unisan continue to throw their weight around (and as long as GREAT people like you continue to senselessly defend them), then…”
I never said that I am defending that policeman, what I wanted is just like Lar said
“The Great One, Pepe Alas’ experience in Unisan, Quezon as far as I know, is an isolated incident unless otherwise that this incident are a regular thing in Unisan (well of course, Pepe could present similar incidents). And therefor this is unfair for the unisanin and to the town itself to be branded as dangerous place to visit especially for tourists.”
It is unfair for Unisan to be labeled as a dangerous place to visit especially for tourists…
Also, that kind of police can be found in different parts of the country not only in Unisan. What I wanted to say is that your article is unfair for Unisan so I am asking you to delete this article. If you really wanted to write something about cops, then make it really really clear.
Someone like you who never really know Unisan very well has no right write something bad like you did.
February 7th, 2007 at 7:30 am
Kalilayan, ‘di ca namán pinagbábawalang mag-Tagalog dito, e. Sana nag-Tagalog ca na lang ng ‘di namán magmukháng tinapá itóng Comments Section. Just a GREAT thought. =)
Yes, you didn’t write that you are defending Unisan’s hooligan cops. But unwittingly you are. It’s right there, in the skin of your comments. Because if you aren’t defending them evil cops, you wouldn’t have commented in the first place. Or did you become as confused and as disoriented as UNISANIN was when you read the article?
And why should I write an attack against your hooligan policemen only if their scare tactics have become a “regular thing”? ¡Iyán! ‘Yan ang saquít nating mga Pinoy. Hinihintáy pa nating lumalá ang situación bago tayo cumilos. Pacencia ca na, chong, pero ’di acó favor sa cagaguhang ‘yan. It’s time for us Filipinos to change for the better. Cayá tulóy tayo palaguing naaapí, e. Malî, malí ca sa sugestión mong ‘yan. I won’t wait for an evil wound to become a “regular thing” before I remedy it. No way, sir. No sirrreeeee.
But what I do agree with you, sir, is that, yes, it may be unfair to label Unisan as a dangerous place to visit. But that’s the truth. Anyway, I was specific, wasn’t I? I didn’t write that Unisan is dangerous because it has several active supervolcanoes or its river and seas are filled with flesh-eating fishes or that its inhabitants turn into cannibals every full moon or that kind of stuff. If you claim to have read the whole article (THOROUGHLY and CAREFULLY), then I should type no further. OK?
We are all aware that such cops are found not only in Unisan but all over the archipelago, nay, the world. And yes, I chose to write about cops. But not about cops in Ethiopia or in Kashmir or in Valhalla (?). I chose to write about cops in Unisan who did me wrong. At cung ‘di acó umalmá sa canilá, tiyác na uulitin nilá iyón. ¡Nacacainís namán! Para na tulóy acóng siráng placa.
Oist, paquisabi mo na nga cay Medina na huwág na lang siyáng sumacáy ng motocicleta — bacá tumilapon (sana) siyá, e.
And don’t you tell me that I don’t know Unisan very well, sir. Damn it, I even know Cavite very well compared to what its residents know about it. And I’m not even a Caviteño, for Pete’s sake! Cayá cauntíng iñgat lang sa pananalitâ at mga paratang, chong. Ayoco casíng magyabáng. ‘Di cagandahang ugali iyón. Mahirap na, bacá dagsaín na namán ng mga ataque ang mga camág-anac co (mulá sa mga táong tacót sa mga sarili niláng anino) cahit walá namán siláng quinalaman.
But don’t worry, Kalilayan. I’ll be writing more good stuff about Unisan very soon! And please click here for more!
Happy reading! Happy commenting!
February 7th, 2007 at 9:05 am
Hay..
As you wish..
Ako kasi, I worked so hard to promote Unisan. Hindi sa pagmamayabang but I did well. I was so proud that I am Unisanin dahil madaming taga-ibang bayan ang natutuwa ng makarating sila dito. Hindi ako napahiya sa mga nasabi ako. At least sa buong Quezon, napagmalaki ko at napakilala ko ang Unisan kahit hindi nila ito kilala. Nakarating sila sa Unisan, at hindi sila nabigo sa expectations nila.
Hindi talaga kilala personally, pero kahit papano kilala kita kc isa akong distant relative mo.
Ngayon, e mukhang nageenjoy ka sa pagsulat mo. Ang masasabi ko na lang e good luck sa mga pinag-gagawa mo. Anyway, Life is really unfair.
Anyway, sa campaign ko para sa Tourism ng Unisan, tapos na brought up tong issue na to. Ayaw ko lang magkaproblema, pero mas kilala naman nila ako.
Hindi nga dapat nagagalit ang mga tao dito e. Dapat tinatawanan n lang nila. Kung sakaling umuwi ka ng Unisan, mag ingat ka na lang… kasi lam mo na, Very Dangerous Place diba?
Sayounara!
February 7th, 2007 at 5:57 pm
Well, I’m happy that in your own little way, you were able to promote Unisan. Don’t worry: I’ll be promoting the place myself soon, but not that soon, especially with all the heat that I’ve received. Pero más magandá sana cung mapapuntá natin dián ay yung talagáng hindí tagá-Quezon.
At para más simple, ang isáng malaquíng dahilán cung baquit co binigyán ng títulong TOURISTS, BEWARE! UNISAN IS A VERY DANGEROUS PLACE TO VISIT! ay para paringán ang mga autoridad diyán sa inyó na cumilós laban sa mga tarantadong pulís ng Unisan. Casí yung guinawá nilá sa aquin, cayang-caya niláng gawín sa ibá. Cung nagpaquilala acó caagad na Alas acó, e ‘di pinabayaan na nga lang nilá acó. But I didn’t. Thus, that should’ve given them an inkling that I’m from another place, and that they should’ve given me the respect that should be rendered as a tourist, right? Casí ng tinawag talagá acó ni Medina, maayos acóng pumuntá sa caniyá. Isáng cabastusán cung hindí co siyá pinansín, ¿’di ba? Caso nang lumapit acó, ¿anóng magandáng naidulot noón sa aquin?
Your town’s policemen should’ve even given me a free tour (if we are to believe CONCERNED CITIZEN’s “high” quips, hehehe). Casí nang mga hulíng visita co dián, napansín co sa bagong municipio na maigtíng (¿tama ba yung salitáng guinamit có?) niláng isinusulong ang turismo. Cayá nang binastós acó ng mga tarantadong pulís patola dián, naisip co na pawang hipócrismo lang yatà ang pagsulong na iyón. Casí cung honesto ang municipio ng Unisan sa pagsulong ng turismo, dapat man lang tinuruán nito cung paano maquiharáp sa mga táo ang mga pulís nito. At isá pa, malaquíng sampál sa Municipio de Unisan yung sinabi ng isá sa mga pulís niyó sa aquin na dapat nagsabi daw muna acó sa municipio na cucuhanan co ng retrato ang mga lumang bahay. Bullshit yun, chong. Ngayón lang acó nacariníg ng ganoón. Pero cung totoó ngang “batás” itó ng municipio ninyó na dapat magsabi muna ang mga turista sa canilá bago magcucuhá ng retrato, malaquíng capalpacán ‘yan sa pagsulong ng turismo. Nacacatawá casí walá namán itóng guinagawáng ordinansa para maprotéctahan man lang ang mga bahay na bató diyán. ¡Abá! Ipinagyáyabang pa ng mga táong itó ang Casa de Valerio sa calendario de 2006. Pero cung pumasoc ca namán sa bahay nitó, punúng-punó ng mga paniqui at cung anú-anó pang mga vandalismo. Tsk tsk tsk. Hipocrismo, hipocrismo…
Yes, I will really be very careful next time I go there, because Unisan is still a very dangerous place indeed. Actually, my mom’s sister texted me weeks ago about this. She said that my dad sent her a text message, asking her a favor to warn me not to go to Unisan at the moment because “maínit pa daw sa aquin ang mga pulís.” Cung totoó man itó (teca, ¿at baquit namán magsisinuñgalíng si Papá?), totoó talagáng sinapían na ng mga demonio ang mga pulís dian. Paquí bendiciunán na lang…
At sana ‘di mo na lang sinabi na camág-anac quitá. I’m ashamed of you. Punó casí ng SARCASMO yung unang comento mo. I’m trying my very best to “behave” and “control” myself as I write this because I respect my fellow Skirmishers here. Therefore, I advice you to stop commenting anymore, whether what you have to say is of any worth. Why? Because I’ve got some friends of mine who can easily pry into e-mail accounts. My best pal from Dubai is currently tinkering on UNISANIN’s account; afterwards, of course, my family might take legal action against his defamatory remarks. Before you know it, I will already know who your freakin’ parents are. So don’t FORCE me to hack into your account, too. You antagonized me on your first account, and that will make us enemies for life. Nacacadiri casíng magcaroón ng camág-anac na bastós, ¿’di ba? At cung camág-anac ca, dapat ‘di mo guinagago ang mga Alas.
“My great clan” palá, ha… Please, don’t FORCE me to know your name…
Anyway, just stay tuned for more future articles about Unisan, Quezon. And as long as no Unisan assholes will antagonize me or anyone else in the future, why the fuck should I write “negative” write ups about this place that’s so dear to me?
Have a GREAT day!
February 8th, 2007 at 12:37 am
FRANKLY SPEAKING, I’M FED UP WITH THIS SHIT. I HAVE SAID MY PIECE, YOU GUYS HAVE SAID YOURS. AND THIS IS THE VERY REASON WHY I FUCKIN’ HATE ARGUMENTS AND DEBATES; NOBODY’D EVER SURRENDER TO AN OPPONENT. PARAMIHAN LANG TALAGÁ NG ARGUMENTO ANG LABANÁN. EACH INDIVIDUAL IN THIS FUCKIN’ PLANET THINKS HE’S RIGHT. SINCE SOME OF YOU GUYS IN UNISAN MISUNDERSTOOD ME, SINCE YOU FEEL THAT YOU’RE DEEPLY WRONGED, OK, “I’M SORRY” IF THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY. SIGUE NÁ, CAYÓ NA ANG TAMA’T MGA VIDA SA HISTORIANG ITÓ, ¿AYOS?
I’M SORRY, KALILAYAN. WHETHER OR NOT UNISAN’S POLICE APOLOGIZES OR NOT, WHETHER OR NOT THEY HAVE DECIDED TO CHANGE FOR THE BETTER, THIS ARTICLE WILL NEVER BE SEEN IN A GARBAGE BIN. THIS WILL NEVER BE DELETED. THE MOST I CAN DO IS TO LOWER DOWN THE “ALERT LEVEL,” OR PERHAPS WRITE SEVERAL “FEEL GOOD” ARTICLES ABOUT UNISAN TO “OVERRIDE” THIS ONE. THAT I’D REALLY LOVE TO DO. BUT UNTIL THEN, “LAM MO NA, VERY DANGEROUS PLACE DIBA?”
UNISAN, QUEZON IS STILL A VERY DANGEROUS PLACE TO VISIT! NOT BECAUSE OF ITS PEOPLE, NOT BECAUSE OF ITS PEOPLE, NOT BECAUSE OF ITS PEOPLE… IT’S BECAUSE OF ITS FUCKIN’ POLICE WHO DESERVE TO DIE! DIE! DIE! IN THE HANDS OF THE NPA.
AS PER MY WIFE’S REQUEST…
…THIS SOB STORY ENDS HERE.
THANK YOU.
Pepe Alas
AND I AM PROUD TO BE AN UNISANIN.
THE END
February 14th, 2007 at 9:22 am
yes! war is over (jas kidding hehehe!)..mejo masakit din naman sa ulo ang palitan nyo ng maanghang na salita. anyways mr. alas, im glad and happy to know na marami kang naiisip na project for unisan..and sana matuloy to..goodluck to you..and to all Unisanin, pagandahin nalang po natin ang ating bayan at tayo din naman ang makikinabang nito especially our future children..MABUHAY TAYONG LAHAT!!
AKO PO ITO..
February 19th, 2007 at 7:32 am
February 20th, 2007 at 8:08 pm
I’m actually stunned that, at long last, an Unisanin webcruiser was able to understand what this article is all about. What I fervently hope is that on your next visit to Unisan, it will be as lovely as the last time you left it. Unisan is such a beautiful place to visit, but it’s much lovelier to look at in romantic old pictures. Hopefully, we’ll be able to bring back its lost Fil-hispanic (AND environmental) glory.
December 29th, 2007 at 1:26 pm
sa unisan ako pinanganak at lumaki 1946-1959.
bumalik ako dun 2002. pero iba na ang dating bayan ko. iba na din mga tao… madalang na nakakakilala
saakin. may mga masaya at mapait akong karanasan
sa bayan ko… gayunman mahal ko ang bayang ito. Unisan…abangan.
December 29th, 2007 at 1:29 pm
marahil, pepe… tama ka sa ibang aspeto ng kaugaliang unisan… ganyan talaga. nangyari din saakin iyan… harap ng mahal kong maybahay angmay di kagandahang loob ng aking mga dating kababayan..
December 29th, 2007 at 1:33 pm
ngayon dito na ako sa laguna… ibang-iba sa bayan ko.
sana wag sapitin ng ibang balikbayan ang nangyari saamin.
December 29th, 2007 at 1:35 pm
pepe alas… keep up the good job!!!
December 30th, 2007 at 5:07 am
buong yabang kong ipinagmalaki ang bayan ko sa mrs. ko pero nabigo ako sa hospitality ng mga mga kababayan ko…sayang, di na daw kami babalik pa uli dun.
December 31st, 2007 at 2:07 pm
…ang kwento: 2001 isinama ko ang mrs. ko para kumuha ng birthday certificate para sa passport namin going to america. pagod kami at walang matuluyan kundi isang maliit na otel kuno. Pero siste, kailangan pa kaming imbestigahan ng management kasi may nagnakaw daw sa kanilang kwarto sa nakaraang
araw. sus ginoo.. anong alam namin dun. saka
bakit ganun policy ng otel nila? Hindi naman nila ako kilala kasi matagal ng kamin wala sa bayang ito. wala
na di kaming kamaganak dun.. gusto ko lang makitang muli ang bayan ito kasama ng mrs. ko.
pero bakit kailangan pang halughuin ang maleta namin at baka daw amy ninakaw kami sa kwarto nila.
nakakahiya naman… may karugtong.
December 31st, 2007 at 2:24 pm
… isang pagtutuwid, 2001 kami pumunta ng unisan. ibig kong mag-enjoy sa pagbisita sa unisan. hanapin ang mga dating kaibigan. mabuti na lang at pinatuloy kami sa bahay ng isang kaibigan (forgot the name) sa tapat ng bahay ni jack carillo… salamat saiyo kaibigan.
muli kong nakadaupalad sina okay, lumpo at ilang kaeskwela sa munisipyo. nakakalungkot isipin KUNG kailan haharap sa totoong kaunlaran ang bayan ko.
kaunlaran sa aspeto ng bawat mamamayan sa pagsulong ng isang malaking pagbabago. marahil kailangan ang isang pagaaral upang magising ang bawat isang mamamayan na maging mapagmasid sa totoong pananaw na mabago para sa kaunlaran sa pamamagitan ng pangkalahatang turismo at pakikipag-ugnayan upang magising sa katotohanan
Unisan … umunlad ka!!! isang malayang pamamahayag ng nagmamahal na kababayan. sumaatin nawa ang pagpapala ng poong lumikha.
December 31st, 2007 at 2:29 pm
“unisan… malayo sa harap ng totoong kaunlaran”
December 31st, 2007 at 2:33 pm
sa itaas na larawan, tanda kong dito kami pinatuloy ng isang kaibigan, mula sa dun sa otel…
December 31st, 2007 at 2:39 pm
sana wag magagalit saakin ang mga unisanin …di namin malilimutan. ito ay isang komentaryo lamang. at batay sa tunay na karanasan saa bayang mahal ko.
December 31st, 2007 at 2:54 pm
maraming salamat sa unisan elementary school…
salamat sa aking alma mater.
January 4th, 2008 at 3:16 am
“…ang hirap pag di ka kilala sa unisan… di “sila” sanay sa maraming tao…” pano na kung maging sentro ng turismo ang dating bayan ko?Lahat ng turista at di kilalang bisita kelangan imbestigahan…Panawagan lang po ito at sariling kuro-kuro. Wala pong kinalaman ang kasalukuyang isyu sa Unisan. Kumusta kay Nick Merano.
January 17th, 2008 at 3:31 am
dapar nmn hindi mo dinamay ang buong bayan sa galet mo sa mga idiot na pulis na yan!
ako i can still feel my attachment to that place kahit 18 yrs. akong nawala dun! and yes laking pinagbago ng lugar, dumami ang mga tao lalo na dun sa tinuloyan ko!
pero masya ako dun lalo n nkasama ko ulit mga relatives ko!
kakapunta ko lng dun last jan 1. and comfortable ako at at home n at home ako!
dapat kasi inuna mong kinunan ng video ung mga police para d cla nainsulto! lol!
pero promis its a good place!pero kailngan pa rin ng konting dvelopment sa lugar!
February 12th, 2008 at 2:18 pm
amen to that bro……
i’m from that place also.. i was born there.. but i never grew up my childhood years .. well i visit some relative folks on times xmas or school vacations when i was i kid.. that will be 1986 to 89.
they are so sensitive.. i might say.. especially on my relative side.. some are greedy (they leech you if you have money).
uso dun habulan,,, ng taga.. heheh..pag mag kaaway kayo.. ang masakit pa, they always look at you physically .. kung mayaman ka or “‘what ever”.. ! they forget what youve done good for them.. dati father ko nsa abroad syempre may pera.. every month nsa bahay sila.. eh ngayon my father is sick he is diabetic and he is in a state of pain.. due to a mass that formed in his kedney.. and you know what ni support wala ako narinig sa kanila.. despite of my father’s eagerness(is my spelling right?) to help them then..
all of my family is there.. on my mom and dad side.. i dont know.. what is my clans “idiology” in life is. why do they have a kind of behavior like that.. i never felt that when i was a kid until now.. naiinggit nga ako sa ibang magkakamag anak n
nkikita ko dito sa laguna.. nagtutulungan cla nagdadamayan.. even in batangas which my gf’s family is there..
for tourist and folks who came there i tell you… they are nuts.. i just feel sorry for what they do.. and i tell to my self that “hindi ako aasa sa kanila,, kahit sino sa kanila” i dont care anymore to them.. i care right now for my parents/sister and my future life thats… it..
thanks for reading this….
March 10th, 2008 at 8:41 pm
i think this article is funny its all made up!
March 30th, 2008 at 12:45 pm
Unisan is a good spanish era tourist spot…i wish mapansin ng gobyerno natin ito…maganda ang old houses sa unisan it remembers the spanish coloniality of the philippines..good bless..MABUHAY KA UNISAN! I LOVE MY TOWN!
March 31st, 2008 at 10:53 am
sana buhayin ng gobyerno natin ang tourism sa unisan…good bless| my town need support from our government sana mga unisan mahalin natin ang bayan natin…( no polical issue involve just a cooment lang po and idea lang po!
April 1st, 2008 at 3:23 am
I’m really not from unisan, but, as i drive my car going to my father’s hometown in catanauan, i was really amazed of those centuries-old buildings in your town…i’m even taking a stop-over to look at them in their every details (buti na lang, hindi ako nagpipicture..hehehe)..twice a year lang kung umuwi ako sa catanauan, kaya everytime na dumadaan ako sa unisan, sinusulit ko yung time na andyan ako sa town nyo..when i was in college, i have 2 classmates/close friends na kababayan nyo, both girls..(hello to them, miss ko na kayo).SOBRANG BABAIT AT GAGANDA NILA, grabeh…i said to myself, kung ganito kagaganda at kababait ang mga girls sa town nyo, sana, naging taga-unisan na rin ako…sana tuloy-tloy p pag-unlad nyo dyan, sana, mas gumanda pa tourism program nyo dyan.. and recently, when i was watching news several months ago, your town was featured when several ancient artifacts ang nakuha sa ilalim ng dagat nyo.sana ma-preserve nyo yang mga nakuha niyo, because they’re vital part of the cultural heritage of your town..MABUHAY UNISAN! Godbless..
April 1st, 2008 at 3:14 pm
nakakatakot pala magpunta dyan kung wala ka kamag-anak o kakilala.. i’ll make sure to stay away from that place, tnx for the tip
September 8th, 2008 at 2:54 am
as a concerned law student you still need to get the consent of the munucipality, there are rules governing taking pictures of private property whether you are a tourist or local citizen of unisan
October 6th, 2008 at 2:07 am
i love unisan. i’ll be there this coming jan. 2008
November 14th, 2008 at 12:23 am
hay…pajoin ha.,