Every weekend*, Indolent Indio tries to come out with a short and hastily-done roundup of things weâ€™ve found on the Internet (pinoy chapter, of course.) Quality, quantity, content, and success may vary.
We have been delving into the wasteland that is Tumblr and have found two sites relevant to our interests:
Drunken Dispatches is a tumblog for Filipino tipplers. It does not update as often as it should, but seeing as we are people who live in a glass house, we shall let that pass.
Missed Connections Manila reads like the sort of graffiti conversations you always hoped to see in your college restroom. It’s about could-have-beens and could-still-bes. It’s very romantic, really. Romantic and sad, which is pretty much what this whole romance thing is about anyway.
A Manila Bulletin column saying Filipino is not the “language of the learned” earns Atenean James Soriano a place on the pantheon of sad Internet celebrities alongside Cat Killer Joseph Carlo Candare and Christopher Lao. Â Project Kino says “ang problema sa column mo tsong, elitista ang perspektibo.” Which, as an Atenean, Mr. Soriano cannot really help.
Mistervader, who went to the Ateneo, had this to say: “name-dropping Fr. Bulatao just because he can just feels like such a predictable thing a typical pretentious artsy-fartsy Arrnean would do.”
The “Alabang Boys” were acquitted. Some of them anyway.
With Rey Marfil effectively de-fanged as a blind-item columnist by joining the Aquino government, here comes a new challenger: Remate’s Crispin Rizal. Mr.(or Ms.) Rizal has caused quite a stir at some government offices, and in various news beats. Nobody knows who he (or she) really is, but some friendships are being tested. With reporters being accused of, and having to deny, being Crispin Rizal.
SinoÂ itong mambabatas sa Mataas na Kapulungan ng Kongreso na madalas pagtaguan at ayaw kausapin ng kanyang staff kapag mainit ang ulo.
Ang dahilan ng staff, pag-mainit ang ulo ng senador ay nagmumura at naninigaw pa ito kaya mas makabubuti pa umano na huwag na silang magpakita rito.
Pero kapag media ang kaharap, kuntodo ang ngiti nito na halos abot hanggang tenga.**
If only one stream of Filipino literature will survive the global monoculture, let it be the political blind item.
*This is a lie.
**As a pointless spit in the eye of Mr. Soriano (and as a sop to our laziness) we will not translate Filipino content on this post.