May 28, 2024

Let’s start with a prayer for healing and protection: “Dear Father, I bow before You, just as I am now. I surrender my entire being before You my God. I accept You as my shepherd, savior, and healer. Heavenly Father, please take charge of my life and affairs. Please heal me and fill me with Your healing power. Cast out all that should not reside within me. Amen.”


One needs only be aware and not necessarily be equipped with an economics degree to surmise that among the challenges plaguing our beloved but benighted country for the longest time are unemployment and underemployment. Of course, there’s also corruption and political dynasties, but that’s a topic for another column.
Anyway, the Covid-19 pandemic that started in Wuhan, China has made these problems of underemployment and especially unemployment even more acute, and to think that Christmas is just around the corner. Honestly, this Ibaloy writer finds it so difficult to be sincerely cheerful during this supposedly most “cheerful” time of the year with so much suffering going on.
Our honorable national and local leaders have the unenviable task of balancing the need for safeguarding the public’s health and safety and reopening the economy to protect livelihood and jobs. Very difficult, indeed. Whether they have been successful in doing so, so far, is anybody’s guess. As I see it, the best thing that we all can do if we can’t contribute to the solution is to not be part of the problem. If we have to criticize, maybe we can make these constructive instead of just to criticize for criticism’s sake. Just a suggestion.
Also, our honorable leaders must learn to accept legitimate criticisms and not be “onion skinned” or pikon. We still live (or exist) in a democracy, after all, no matter how crazy it gets at times.


FYI: “Please be informed that as always, the dog pound is open on weekends including holidays. Personnel are assigned to man the pound at all times as long as there are dogs therein.”


Here’s “A Nativity” by William Butler Yeats: “What woman hugs her infant there?/ Another star has shot an ear./ What made the drapery glisten so?/ Not a man but Delacroix./ What made the ceiling waterproof?/ Landor’s tarpaulin on the roof/ What brushes fly and moth aside?/ Irving and his plume of pride./ What hurries out the knave and dolt?/ Talma and his thunderbolt./ Why is the woman terror-struck?/ Can there be mercy in that look?”