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Thursday, July 21, 2011

State of the Nation 2011

Next week, the leader of the country will give, on his one year in office, the so-called State of the Nation address. Therein, he will outline what has been done during his term, what needs to be done and what were the factors that made the nation what it is at present.

Already, everyone has dipped their dirty fingers into the pie. The opposition insists that the president will cover up his administration's mistakes and blame the past resident (or president) for all his woes. They maintain that things have already been leading up to that conclusion. The sudden appearances of witnesses to the past election fraud who point their fingers at the then-president (and ex-resident) is one. The fast-tracking of sensational criminal cases against people from the elite is another. All the media giants are likewise conjuring up intelligent-sounding analysis upon analysis what on earth is happening prior to the said date. So far, stupid ideas abound.

And while this exercise drags on, both the opposition and the present administration engage in a mud-slinging contest that seem to infer in the public eye that what we have in the country is child's play, meaning: politicians don't really care what we see, it's play to them, at our expense.

I used to say that, in the start of his presidency, PNoy was a really bad and immature amateur. Now, a year after, I'm convinced that not only are politicians on both sides amateurish, none are exempt from the severe case of immaturity and lack of respect for a simple fact of politics: they were voted into office and have no right to waste our trust.

The most pathetic lesson from all these is the fact that we, the citizens will continue to suffer, not so much for being witness to this sad state of politics, but more important, for having put our fate in the hands of incompetent, selfish, and immature "dignitaries" who suck up on all that we have as a people. Criminals have it better. While all these confusion rages among our leaders, they roam freely to plunder and wreck havoc. As the joke goes, what is the difference between government and the mafia? One of them is organized. Sad. True. But not at all funny.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Lessons of History

I would just like to share this piece of news I got from the upaaToronto. It's really worth sharing.

History Lessons: Very Interesting‏


They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & sold to the tannery. If you had to do this to survive you were "Piss Poor"
But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn't even afford to buy a pot. They "didn't have a pot to piss in" and were the lowest of the low.
The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. 

Here are some facts about the 1500's: Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June. However, since they were starting to smell, brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married. 

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, "Don't throw the baby out with the bath water!" 
Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying "It's raining cats and dogs."

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection.That's how canopy beds came into existence. 

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, "Dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside.. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold. 

(Getting quite an education, aren't you?)
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme: Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old. 

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, "bring home the bacon."They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.
Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or "the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey.. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake. 
England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer... 
And that's the truth....Now, whoever said History was boring ! ! !