Officemates living in Pasig whose houses are up to this day submerged in mud. Friends still sleeping on cold concrete.
im writing our own story here just for posterity.
It can actually be summarized in two words: we're lucky. As everyone else who were unscathed, we all devote it to luck. Like it's expected of our government to be this way, for our drainage to be of this state, for our officials to have moved this way. To have stopped helicopter rescues by mid-day in favor of ferrying politicians who want to 'visit' the carnage. All the relief effort, bayanihan thing is all good, but it will reach a point when everyone gets tired of that ABS CBN vtr, fund raising, and all the shit that seems to be becoming a cycle. It shouldnt be happening in the first place if our waterways have been taken cared of.
And that Gibo stupid fuck had the audacity to spend his department's budget for his disaster preparedness tv commercial, when they cant even do the first step of bringing food to the stranded. There were no resources... what preparedness are you blathering about?
We almost transferred to a place in De Castro in Pasig. We wanted a place with a garage so I can avail of the car plan in my company. I was trying to negotiate with the landlord.
I cant imagine what would have happened if we did agree on the rent. Just one bridge separated us from an unthinkable calamity:
(photo from msnbc and boston.com)
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