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The Good German Shepherd

Posted by: cerwin | December 25, 2006 | No Comment |

Hello blog! It’s been three months since I last wrote my thoughts here. I must be that busy and heavy at work, huh?

I’m sure ‘Gelo — our new president in JCI Cebu-Mactan Channel — and Emi Rose — his wife, our new Director/PRO and my colleague at work — could well attest to that.

Yesterday, Christmas Day, as the movies shown on Star Movies, HBO and Cinemax were not that interesting, I was just browsing channels and got to watch two features — the live broadcast of the Christmas Eve Mass by Pope Benedict XVI and a replay of Larry King’s interview of Angelina Jolie, Robert de Niro and Matt Damon.

I chuckled when I thought there was one thing in common in the two shows I watched. Both featured The Good Shepherd — the German shepherd at the Vatican and the American shepherd in the CIA. Common but contradicting, noh?

Then just before Christmas, I had dinner at Goodah Gud that featured a local play of The Sound of Music, the story of the Von Trapp family of Salzburg, Austria, located near the boundary with Germany in lower Bavaria when the Nazi prepared for what would be World War II.

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I mentioned this because the former Cardinal Joseph Alois Ratzinger spent his childhood and adolescence near this place, probably by the hills where and when the Von Trapp family fled through after the patriarch, a Navy captain, refused to be drafted under the Axis alliance even if it meant they had to "Climb Every Mountain."

As war broke but far from the frontlines, young Joseph received his Christian, cultural and human formation, an environment he himself described as "Mozartian," in reference to the music of the great musician composer, Wolfgang Amadeus.

Yet the teenager got drafted thrice, assigned on defense but experienced no actual battle yet briefly became a POW. After repatriation in 1945, his seminary life started and he became a priest in 1951.

Today, the Catholic Chruch is now led by this man, a very conservative vanguard like his police father (who was openly against Nazi’sm for being opposed to his faith) and his former boss, Pope John Paul II.

The German Shepherd may not be as charismatic as former Cardinal Karol Wojtila of Poland (that Nazi also occupied under Hilter’s reign) but he is as his predecessor was as champion of traditional values that now battles with rising liberalism and commercialism.

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Tgs_1And now comes The Good Shepherd, the movie that starts during World War II when the main character Edward Wilson (played by Matt Damon) got recruited to the OSS, the precursor of the CIA, to become a veteran operative who’s methods during the Cold War became the S.O.P. of every CIA agent today.

With the famous Tomb Raider and Mrs. Smith (Angelina Jolie) as Mrs. Clover Wilson in this movie, this should be worth a hundred bucks on the wide screen.

Not to mention the presence of and the hands behind by Robert de Niro … plus top ace actors like William Hurt, Alec Baldwin and Joe Pesci.

Merry Christmas!

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under: Reflections

Taking off your footear

Posted by: cerwin | September 14, 2006 | No Comment |

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In my hometown in Bohol, we would leave our shoes or slippers by the stair landing or by the main entrance door before we enter someone else’s home. It was a way of showing respect to those who live there. We have carried that tradition even today … when we’re in Corella.

Such custom is typical Bol-anon, or Boholano. There was even a joke of a middle-aged farmer who went to Tagbilaran City and got mad as he alighted from the bus. "Be… sa imong ina, ha’i naman ahong tsinelas, gisul’ob ma’g lain?" he quipped. (Where’s my slippers? Someone must have worn it.)

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The joke came to fore in my mind yesterday as we, with JCI Mandaue president Carlo Fortuna and past president Jimmy Flores, were asked by security personnel to take off our shoes, put the pair in a plastic tray and be scanned by the x-ray machine at the final departure area of Mactan-Cebu International Airport.

Yes, even pilots, women like fellow JCI Cebu-Mactan Channel member Rose Pulido and children were made to do that … thanks to that creative terrorist who was caught using the heel of his shoes to carry into an aircraft explosive chemicals. Call it kapraningan, but it pays to be careful nowadays.

My last travel to Manila was only three weeks ago, and this security measure at our airports is new. The Inquirer incidentally reports on the front page today, Sept. 14, that pilots of a foreign carrier refused to take their shoes off for scanning because "the airport floor was dirty."

Yes, the same measure has been taken at NAIA 2 Centennial Terminal. Yet, it added a new measure. Everone entering even the pre-departure area were required to take off his/her belt so that this can be scanned along with one’s pair of shoes. Hapit na gud ko makahubo. Hehehe.

Pastilan baya sad noh sa nabuhat nilang Osama bin Laden sa atong kinabuhi sa?

Better than landing in the news and be part of another aviation tragedy.

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under: Travel

Do you know PHP?

Posted by: cerwin | September 10, 2006 | No Comment |

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Focus_digital_flyer_01


Dear
Friendsters,
 
Those among you who know PHP
programming will find this of interest. If not, your friends and those
within your network may want this opportunity. Please pass this informati0n to
them.
 
With new opportunities tapped, a
client is expanding operations that it expects to double its team of IT experts by the end
of this year.
 
Incidentally, if you (or your
friend/s) happen to have been writing PHP scripts for some eight (8) years now,
you might be the Chief Technical Officer (CTO) it seeks for its
fast-growing unit/subsidiary that’s making waves in the global e’commerce. The
pay is comparable at Silicon Valley, in fact.
 
Please send your (friend’s)  intent with resume to apply@focusoutsourcing.com.
 
Cheers, and Godspeed!
 

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under: Web/Tech

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under: Positive Change

Would Walt Disney give up on Pluto, too?

Posted by: cerwin | August 28, 2006 | 2 Comments |

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The International Astronomical Union (IAU) gave up on Pluto as the nineth planet of our Solar System. We’re now down back to eight as it was before February 18, 1930 when Clyde W. Tombaugh discovered what IAU now describes as a "dwarf planet" and has set aside as part of a pack of still unnamed trans-Neptunian objects.

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Lowell Observatory, whose facility Clyde used to discover Pluto, named the heavenly body from a suggestion of 11-year-old Venetia Burney (Phair) to her grandfather Falconer Madan, the librarian then at Oxford University. The first two letters has the same initials of its founder, Percival Lowell.

What IAU did to Pluto was radical, maybe even life changing. Probably, it had to when a clique within the IAU wants the inclusion of more supposedly newly-discovered planets, like Xena (2003 UB313), that is interestingly larger than Pluto.

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A clique even wanted the largest known asteriod Ceres be considered a planet as it was found to hold more fresh water than our own Earth. Yet it only has the size of Texas. This had further blurred the line between planets and large space rocks, forcing the IAU to classify them as "dwarf planets."

If IAU did not nip these creeping moves in the bud, who knows the lunatics would launch a move to declare our Moon as the n’th planet.

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Seriously, I feel awkward in "losing" Pluto. I had been a "lover" of the supposed nine planets and their satellites. My time after lunch during noon break and during morning and afternoon recess were spent mostly in the library when I was in Grades 5 and 6 at Don Bosco Technical High School.

Astronomy and Geology had been my favorite pages as I scanned the volumes of encyclopedia and other reference books and magazines. I would buy issues of TIME everytime the cover featured them. I almost thought I would follow the footsteps of Copernicus, Galileo Galilei, Isaac Newton, Edmund Halley and Edwin Hubble.

Wd_pluto_2The feeling of not wanting to lose Pluto is human nature not to let go with what we have been used to. Man by nature is resistant to change but man would accept new realities if he gets to appreciate the value and logic of such change.

But what worries me now is Pluto, the happy pet dog of Mickey Mouse. Walt Disney named our favorite cartoon dog Pluto to celebrate the discovery of the now-ousted planet. Will the people at Walt Disney give up on Pluto as well?

Oh please don’t. I would certainly ask Goofy to stop them. I’m sure Scooby Doo and naughty Scrappy will be one in this cause. And yes, Bethooven, too!
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under: Science

Addendum to ‘Ecstacy to Agony’

Posted by: cerwin | August 24, 2006 | 2 Comments |

I never thought my experience with SMART’bro wireless broadband service led me to develop a new attitude that fits well with the principle espoused in the article below that I got from a fellow Jaycee — past NVP Frine Fuentes from Davao (tama ba?).

This I gladly share here with you.
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The
90/10 Principle

by Stephen Covey

Discover the 90/10
Principle. It will change your life.

What is the 90/10 Principle?
10%
of life is made up of what happens to you.
90% of life is decided by how you
react.


What does this
mean?
We really have no control over 10% of what happens to us.

We
cannot stop the car from breaking down.
The plane will be late arriving,
which throws our whole schedule off.
A driver may cut us off in
traffic.
We have no control over this 10%.

The other 90% is
different.
You determine the other 90%.
How? By your reaction.

You
cannot control a red light, but you can control your reaction.
Don’t let
people fool you; YOU can control how you react.

Let’s use an
example.

You are eating breakfast with your family.
Your daughter
knocks over a cup of coffee onto your business shirt.
You have no control
over what just what happened.

What happens when the next will be
determined by how you react.

You curse.
You harshly scold your
daughter for knocking the cup over.
She breaks down in tears.

After
scolding her, you turn to your spouse and criticize her
for placing the cup
too close to the edge of the table.
A short verbal battle follows.

You
storm upstairs and change your shirt.

Back downstairs, you find your daughter
has been too busy
crying to finish breakfast and get ready for school. She
misses the bus.

Your spouse must leave immediately for work.

You rush
to the car and drive your daughter to school.
Because you are late, you drive
40 miles an hour in a 30 mph speed limit.
After a 15-minute delay and
throwing $60 traffic fine away,you arrive at
school. Your daughter runs into the building without saying
goodbye.

After arriving at the office 20 minutes late, you find you forgot
your briefcase. Your day has started terribly.
As it continues, it
seems to get worse and worse.

You look forward to coming
home.

When you arrive home, you
find a small wedge
in your relationship with
your spouse and daughter.

Why? Because of how you reacted in the
morning.

Why did you have a bad day?

A) Did the coffee
cause it?
B) Did your daughter cause it?
C) Did the policeman cause
it?
D) Did you cause it?

The answer is D.

You had no control
over what happened with the coffee.
How you reacted in those 5 seconds is
what caused your bad day.

Here is what could have and
should have happened.

Coffee splashes over you.
Your daughter is
about to cry.
You gently say, "It’s ok honey, you just needto be more careful next
time."

Grabbing a towel, you rush upstairs.
After grabbing a new
shirt and your briefcase, you come back down in time to look through the
windowand see your child getting
on the bus.
She turns and waves.

You arrive 5 minutes early and
cheerfully greet the staff.
Your boss comments on how good the day you are
having.

Notice the difference?

Two different scenarios.
Both
started the same.
Both ended different.

Why?
Because of how you
REACTED.

You really do not have any control over 10% of what
happens.
The other 90% was determined by your reaction.

Here are some
ways to apply the 90/10 principle.

If someone says something negative
about you, don’t be a sponge.
Let the attack roll off like water on
glass.
You don’t have to let the negative comment affect you!

React
properly and it will not ruin your day.
A wrong reaction could result in
losing a friend,

being fired,
getting stressed out etc.

How do you react if someone cuts you off in
traffic?

Do you lose your temper? Pound on the steering wheel?
A
friend of mine had the steering wheel fall off!
Do you curse? Does your
blood pressure skyrocket?
Do you try and bump them?

WHO CARES if you arrive ten
seconds later at work?
Why let the cars ruin your drive?

Remember the
90/10 principle, and do not worry about it.

You are told you lost your
job.
Why lose sleep and get irritated?
It will work out.
Use your
worrying energy and time into finding another job.

The plane is late; it
is going to mangle your schedule for the day.
Why take out your frustration
on the flight attendant?
She has no control over what is going on.
Use
your time to study, get to know the other passenger.
Why get stressed
out?
It will just make things worse.

Now you know the 90-10
principle.

Apply it and you will be amazed at the results.
You will
lose nothing if you try it.
The 90-10 principle is incredible.
Very few
know and apply this principle.

The result?

Millions of people
are suffering

… from undeserved stress,
trials,
… problems and heartache.
 

There
never seem to be a success in life. Bad days follow bad days.
Terrible
things seem to be constantly happening.
There is constant stress, lack of
joy, and broken relationships.
Worry consumes time. Anger breaks
friendships.
And life seems dreary and is not enjoyed
to the fullest.

Friends are lost.
Life is a bore and often seems
cruel.
Does this describe you?

If so, do not be
discouraged.
You can be different!

Understand and apply the 90/10
principle.
It will change your life.

….. but only if you really try
it!
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under: Web/Tech

Ecstacy to agony

Posted by: cerwin | August 21, 2006 | 1 Comment |

My friend Jeffrey asked me how my
wireless broadband internet connection was. I told him I was in all ecstasy,
especially when it made me tour the world thru Google Earth and work/business
got more efficient (from dial-up).

I nearly sent everyone an email urging
them to shift to its service. Good thing I didn’t. Else I would be next to
Jeffrey who now often goes to a big mall not anymore to submit new
subscription requests but to facilitate disconnections.

To say it straight, it has gone
beyond the bounds of disappointment. It’s has gone beyond frustration. From
ecstasy, it’s now all agony. If there was any positive thing it gave me, it’s
stretching my patience and realizing that it’s useless to vent your ire on poor
CSRs of its HELP call center.

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My agony with this wireless broadband
service can be traced with the call center’s service reports, as
accordingly numbered. In interacting with the CSRs almost three times
a day, I have almost memorized their standard scripted replies and supposed
assurances.

It has become disappointing when
the CSRs say:

1. "There’s an ongoing
technical activity at the base station." (A base station refers to its GSM
cellsite.)

2. "The base station is
having difficulty to transmit signals."

Then, its ineptness in responding
to pleas for service makes the CSRs sound like the boy who cried wolf. It’s
hard for you to believe them no matter how hard the CSRs try to convince you.
Among the lines you’d now hardly believe:

1. "We have referred your
concern to the higher technical group. Please wait for a call within 24
hours." Yet, the nearest the company actually responded was 48 hours (2
days), an average of 96 hours (4 days), and the worse, the latest, seven days
(as of 8/21).

2. "We advise you to monitor lang po." Sometimes, they add
"…within the next 24 hours."

3. "Tatawagan po kayo ‘w/in the day’ ng concerned group."

4. "Please expect a call from
the scheduler."

5. "Somebody from our
regional support group will call you to address your concern."

Whew!!! These lines are
interchangeably used by the CSRs. From them I’ve learned to take note of their
"Service Report (SR) No." And I have noted on record 47 SR
numbers from June 25 with 116-361-256 to Aug. 21 with 124-139-955, and still counting.

Hard sell

I had my connection (thanks to
Jeffrey’s hard sell) set up on the week the company started promoting it in May.
But I clearly only had clear unhampered connection for a total of 15 days,
the longest between 7/10 10AM to 7/19 6PM.

It was practically dead from 7/24
@ 6AM until 8/21 (as this blog is written), with the longest "life"
for only two days from 8/06 6AM to 8/10 8AM.

It had put my business in
jeopardy, not to mention clients’ disappointment and loss of opportunities.
Then you have what lawyers call "sleepless nights" from your
frustrations. No kidding, you’d almost get a heart attack. Poor CSRs, they get
the butt of your anger.

And what prompted me to finally
pour out through this blog?

The "scheduler" told me
past 6PM today 8/21 that she has scheduled my case for technical visit on …
hold your breath … Thursday 8/24 in the morning. In the three occasions a
contractor came, it took the "scheduler" within 24 hours to deploy.

As I wrote this blog, a friend
called. I told him about my latest disgusting moment. He told me it no longer
charges for an installation fee. I wouldn’t wonder why. It must be losing
customers as Jeffrey now goes to the mall to work out more disconnections.

I just pity the next batch of
victims of this poor, unreliable yet hardly-sold wireless broadband service. It
is so unthinkable that a large company with so much resource could not oil well
its customer-response mechanism. The firm must have hired the wrong people.

I’m still hopeful this wireless broadband
provider would shape up. Me and my tolerant self pod sad gyud, noh?

Tingnan lang natin kapag puno
na ang salop.

under: Web/Tech

My first day in Malaysia, truly Asia

Posted by: cerwin | July 27, 2006 | No Comment |
Hi EVERYONE!
Thanks to Junior Chamber International (JCI), I’m here now in Kuala Lumpur (KL) barefly for free enjoying such a wonderful place with an amazing mix of races, from ethnic Chinese, to eastern Indians and the dominant Malays that we, Filipinos, originated.
KL is a very progressive metropolis, to include the suburban Petaling Jaya (PJ) where I stayed last night. What impressed me most about the city is its neatness. All the roads are so clean and the structures you see, from buildings to billboards and even construction sites, appear well in order and hardly in tupsy turvy.
At night, all streets are well-lighted, lamp posts are close to each other, making the streets so bright. There are no jeepneys, shantees and urban poor folks roaming the street. I almost thought they have no poor people here. The people are dominantly middle class, and the food is so affordable, that empowers the middle class more and uplifts the poor. I had a full brunch that cost me only P8.50 Malaysia Ringgit (RM), that’s just about P85.00, but the meal I had should have cost more than P100.00.
I just had a heavy snack in this shopping mall beside the Summit Hotel, and I paid only RM5 (about P50); and this internet cafe I got in charges you RM1.5 an hour (P15).
Overtaken
I’m sharing this little tidbits as I am now beginning to ask myself, what have we Filipinos done? Second only to Japan in the 1960s, now Malaysia has overtaken us. Had we been in a 400-meter run, Malaysia would be at the final dash, while our country is just walking by the first dash. Is it the lack of discipline among Filipinos? Is it the lack of political will of our government leaders? Are our leaders playing too much politics, as the congressmen would spend their time at "sports arenas" (read: buwangan; cockfighting rings).
Is it because of corruption? Newspaper reports here say there is corruption. Businessmen I talked with last night said contractors also share 40% of a government project to crocodiles in the bureaucracy. But why is Malaysia, or at least KL and PJ, so progressive?
The travel agent I asked to facilitate in renewing my passport said Air Asia, the airline I just took in coming here from Clark, is like the "jeepneys of the skies." Well, it was a brand new — yes, still smelling new — Airbus with spacious seats covered with leather. I paid just half the price for that flight compared to the regular Cebu-Manila fare.
You’d be amazed Malaysians prefer flying than taking a ferry. The fares are just so affordable. Do you know why the middle class here don’t have to take jeepneys? They just drive their own cars. The streets are filled with Proton, that car brand the Quisumbings stopped selling in our country. They buy these cars even lower than half then price of the cheapest brand new car we could buy. Whew!
Mixed feelings
Anyway, I got a bit anxious, if not scared, but I did have had mixed feelings in my first few hours here in KL.
First, it was a bit uncomfortable riding on the front seat of a Proton Wira on the side where we are used to driving our car. Malaysia follows the British and other European system. The cars are on right-hand drive and you cruise on the left side of the roads and highways.
Second, while we had a wonderful chat with JCI Sen. Garry Cheong, CNT, in his apparent flat in a high-rise triple-towered condo that he lent for my use and with JCI Mem. Ken Teh, IPP of JCI KL West, who fetched me at the KL LCC airport, I looked outside and almost thought it must have already been around 5:30PM. But I thought, it shouldn’t be. As I looked at my watch, it was already 7:30PM!
Yes, even if we belong to the same time zone, GMT+8, they’re a bit late to us by latitude only. As Garry drove us to KL proper, the skies were still bright like 6PM when we saw the majestic Petronas Twin Towers at already 8PM. Sad I could not share the pics now as this internet cafe is still relatively less advanced than i’cafes in our country. Btw, Malaysians are not "mad texters" like us.
When I woke up this morning at 7AM, I thought it was still 5AM. But you could see the cars by the roads still flashing their headlights as people headed for work that, like us, starts at 8AM. No wonder Malaysians catch the golden worms. They start "early." They even still work by choice until 7PM. They spend their time more for productive work, a far contrast to personnel in government offices in our country.
Trainings
Oh well, gotta go. With JCI Mem. Voltaire Marc Padilla, CNT, of JCI QC Capitol, we’ll be meeting our PRIME head coach, JCI Sen. "Mother" Teresa M. Alberto, ITF, at 7PM with the head coach of the Mandarin class under JCI Sen. Peter Sim, ITF, and his two JCI Taiwan assistant coaches, and the host committee led by JCI Sen. Ooi Hooi Kiang from Penang.
Tomorrow, we’ll begin training the next bunch of JCI Malaysia trainers with JCI PRIME. There are 26 in our English class, and about 20 in the Mandarin group. This will run until Sunday evening.
By Monday night, we’ll do DYNAMIC NAKED LEADERSHIP workshop for KL LOMs, the same that we did at the JCI QC Capitol clubhouse last Tuesday night with participants from Pateros and Marikina, and that which we’ll do for JCI Central Luzon that NVP Buda Glenn G. So and JCI Angeles "Culiat" will host next Tuesday, Aug. 1, in Angeles City, a few hours after Marc and I will have arrived home via Clark.
See you again soon!
under: Travel

The Freeman of free enterprise

Posted by: cerwin | July 18, 2006 | No Comment |
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The Jaycee Creed has been my guide
in business and as a professional.

In fact, I had been exposed and has tried
to live by its principles since my mom was a hyperactive pioneering member
of what was world-famous Cebu Hara Jaycees, and when I got involved during my
college years with the highly-politicized Philippine Junior
Jaycees.

 
The Creed’s 3rd tenet reads:
That economic justice can best be won by free men of
free enterprise
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Other than adhering to this
capitalist doctrine, this precept would always bring to fore those five
wonderful years when I worked for The Freeman newspaper from June 1987 when Mr.
Juanito V. Jabat, as Editor-in-Chief, invited me to join his reportorial team
even when I was still in college.
 
The Freeman is the oldest newspaper
in Cebu, probably even in the country
(next
to Manila Bulletin na ba?)
. In fact, the paper, now a part of the
Philippine Star Group, marks its 87th year today, July 18.
 
                                    
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Beyond being the oldest paper, The Freeman lived through the years as a
Journalists Mill, especially when hardly would one take Journalism and when
Mass’Com had only just emerged. It trained and produced successful journalists,
communicators, publicists and politicians.
 
Several key editors and news
managers in newspapers and the broadcasting sector came from The Freeman. Among
them are Sir Cheking Seares, Nini Cabaero, Michelle So, Bong Wenceslao, Gem
Cabreros and Mildred Galarpe, with Max Limpag and Rianne Tecson recently, in
Sun*Star Cebu.
 
Cebu Daily News had Bingo Gonzalez
and Roger Paller, and still has Tonee Despojo, Job Tabada, Irene Sino Cruz,
Junjie Mendoza, and Jaime Picornell. Beverly Lomosad also runs the show of a
major publishing organization now in Hong Kong.
PGMA has Cerge Remonde, while other politicos have Glenn
Basubas and Jesse Bacon.
 
My fellow publicists and corporate
communicators like Jonji Gonzales, April May Tudtud-Ramos and Ruby Michelle
Lampinez started our professional life in The Freeman, too.
 
I’m sure there are more, only that
their names just skipped my memory now. Let’s ask Mr. Jabat, who remains at the
helm as Publisher of both The Freeman and his baby, Banat News. Sir
JVJ has memory and wit that defy age.
 
                                    
    Training
 
With my background in Industrial Psychology, plus more than two
years as bureau chief of the Philippine Daily Inquirer in the Visayas, my
unforgettable years in The Freeman laid the foundation of my profession now. It
gave me the wisdom and a deeper understanding of the media profession, and the
vital role it plays as messenger.
 
Coming from a campus paper, Today’s
Carolinian
, the training The Freeman gave me was rigid and truly
grueling.
 
Mr. Jabat and my "strict" news
editor, Jose "Viking" D. Logarta Jr.,
would teach me the ropes. So did Glenn Basubas and Jerry Tundag, the
chief editor now. They
would throw me at whereever the action was, and where
the issues burned. No wonder the threats I had then, whether received or
perceived, came from all corners.
 
I would never forget when Cardinal
Vidal gave me a rosary that he told me was blessed by no less than Pope John
Paul II. He said: "Worry not Cerwin. Here (as he handed the rosary) is a weapon
with 50 bullets. Surrender yourself to our Blessed Mother. She will take care of
you."
 
I always had that Rosary in my left
side pocket, but I would admit I prayed with it not so often. When I feel
scared, I would just hold it with my hand, and that gave me a great degree of
security.
 
Covering stories was
only half of the battle. The other half was writing your reports.
 
Viking would tell me I was
hard-headed as I would always revert back to my "campus style." There were even times when
Viking would crumple the drafts I wrote with a typewriter like the one used by
Edgar Allan Poe, and literally throw it on my face when I didn’t follow his
"teachings." (Oh yes, there were "teach-ins," too. Hehe. c",)
 
                                    
    Experiences
 
But Glenn was always there to
appease me. He would buy me a bottleful of SMB Pilsen that he would ask good ol’
Burdy to buy from the barbecue stand at the corner where the entance of
J&J’s Printers was … or from Liz Kitchenette, where we would go after work
– not to watch the beauties dance ’til they’re stripped naked — but to play
Nintendo’s Super Mario & Luigi.
 
I’m sure Wendell Yulo, Loy Jurado,
Cyril Camporedondo would always remember what we did then at Liz, as young
Carolinian Arlene Solis Chua would. Then we, with Glenn, would later on hop after
work every night from Balls to Alindahaw, Zoo Bar and St. Gothard, where Ric
Ryan and the jocks of XL-FM would converge with us, while we monitor the PC/INP
REACT radio for action.

Many a times, with Wendell driving
his expensive Toyota Crown sedan, we would arrive ahead of the REACT cops. There
was also a time when we
had to
bring a stabbed cabbie we saw by the roadside in an interior area in
Consolacion, and gave up what would have been a scoop at Trigon shipyard where
we were heading.

Oh well, those were the
days, full of memories worth recalling. Maybe The Freeman could gather back its
"alumni," including those from The Visayan Herald, for a homecoming when it
turns 88 next year. Chief Ed Jerry could surely initiate it, with the assistance
of Nimrod Quiñones.

All of us could attest that The Freeman played a role in our lives, and how
it played a role that led to what the Fourth Estate has become today, and how
The Freeman stood as a catalyst of free enterprise.

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under: Reflections

Around The World in 80 Minutes

Posted by: cerwin | July 16, 2006 | No Comment |
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Last night I had a dream. I
dreamed that I was flying on the Space Shuttle Entrepreneur with the Lord. And below
us were zillions of footprints of about six billion people in the world, on our
very dear Mother Earth.
 
Golden_gate_bridgeAs we flew from Mactan-Cebu Universal Space Port, we first cruised on hyperspeed eastward passing through Pearl Harbor to the Golden Gate
Bridge to leave a
Mt_st_helens heart in San Francisco, as we detoured north across Mt. St.
Helens to have some
Seattle_towerSleepless in Seattle.
Then we moved toMgm_grand_hotel Nevada to check on
the venue of Manny
Pacquiao’s third fight against Erik Morales, and headed to Arizona to have a glimpse of the marvelous Grand Canyon and the giant desert crater.
 
Chicago_united_center_1Having been a great fan of good ol’
guard Michael Jordan and the mighty Chicago Bulls of the 90’s,
 we flew above the United Center, as we proceeded to witness how ClarkNiagara_falls Kent, while on a date with Lois Lane, emerged to become Superman to save a boy who fell down the gorge at the Canadian side
of the grandious Niagara Falls across the west end of the State of New York.
 
White_houseWondering how Al Queda would have
crashed civilian planes on key US power centers, we flew over the White House,
wondering if The American President was
Pentagon kissing with a lobbyist at the
China(-ware)
 Capitol_hills_1room, then to Pentagon to check on the files of Oliver North on Ronald Reagan and the elder George Bush, and to Capitol Hills to find out if
legislators there have stocks of "pork barrels" like their Filipino counterparts
at The (walay) Batasan. (Nakasabot ka?)
 
World_trade_center_siteThe next logical place to drop by
was the site where the World Trade Center used to stand in
majesty until 9/11
2001. We prayed for those
Un_hq who perished in that worst act of terrorism in
history.
 Then we moved to the UN headquarters and thanked God for
saving the symbol of world unity from destruction even if nations’ representatives there many a times spark untimely conflicts.
 
Statue_of_libertyIn celebration of liberty, we
hovered over the
statue France gave to the United States that got spared from
the
Cape_canaveral_space_shuttle_launch_pad_ naughtiness of Osama bin Laden, as we went on after to take a glimpse at where the
shuttle we flew had usually blasted off in Florida since the early 1980s that Moonraker had preempted.
 
Eiffel_towerThe US tour was enough that we
crossed the Atlantic to say "Hi!" to the Queen Mother at Buckingham, before proceeding
to France to
take a glimpse of the majestic Eiffel Tower. St_peters_basilicaIt took us a while to
be awed by the great castles in France, Spain and Germany, and those glorious churches.
But none could beat
The Vatican, seat of the Holy Father, now Pope Benedict XVI.
 
Rome_coliseumBeing in Rome, we tried to look for
the leaning tower of Pisa but found ourselves at ruins of the great hall of the Coliseum where Gladiators
once fought for their
Russia_red_square lives that entertained the betting Romans. We proceeded to
Moscow to be able to meet Vladimir Putin at the Red Square. We also wanted to see traces of Ulyanov, Trotsky, Stalin, Kruschev, Breznev and Gorbachev.
 
Egypt_pyramids_of_gizaWe blasted onwards over Israel
and Palestine territories but opted to turn towards the Great Pyramids of Giza. I wondered where that papyrus bundle of the Gospel of Judas may have been found that stirred what we now know as the DaVinci Code. From there, we passed through to Dubai to see
how the money we
pay our for our everyday gasoline becomes amazing structures
there.

Baghdad_tigris_1A glimpse over Baghdad along the Tigris river was in interesting flyover
on our way over Mt.
Everest. With the hyped Desert Storm and the US invasion of Iraq that toppled SaddamForbidden_city_up_close_1 Hussein, you would not want to miss seeing where the Cruise missiles fell. Then we moved on to the Forbidden City hoping to find China’s Last Emperor Pu Yi honored
in a very colorful dance offering.

 
Hiroshima_tbridgeIt was time to go home. But we
thought of
passing through Hiroshima to see the site Enola Gay had bombed in 1945, but skipped HkkowloonNagasaki as we did not know exactly where. Then we flew over
Kowloon and Central Hong Kong, and finally headed for home up the hills of Cebu City
… and woke up. c",)
 
Would you want also to take a world tour
at places that interests you?

If you’re on broadband, discover — if you have
not yet — Google Earth. There are still lots of places to go: Buckingham Palace,
Parthenon, Bethlehem, Taj Mahal, the Opera House in Sydney, and your own
city.

 
For all you know, you’d find the
house where you live. I found mine. It’s cool!
 
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