Write Again

This is a repost from my notes in FB dated  22 February 2011 at 20:51.  I've been mumbling about the fishpens, garbage, etc...  I've been really worrying about how much pollutants there are once these fish cage owners feed their bangus and tilapias...  And now here comes the FISH Kill issue.


So what is there to write about? Hmmm, let me see... What interests me now? What drives me? What am I feeling at the moment? How do I feel about the new city ordinance "Bring you own bag o bayong: no plastic bag policy?" How do I feel about my laundy piling up like Mt. Taal? Oh, there's much to write about but I just can't make time for it.
And now that I do, things are just popping in and out of my mind that I can't seem to choose which one. Nonetheless, here I am writing about what comes at random. Now here comes the opinionated me mumbling about how that lake which I saw last week when I visited the veranda of StarMall. I saw a vast space filled with fishpens. Imagine stretching your eyes to the farthest part of the lake you can virtually see and it looks black because of fish cages scattered all over the waters. I just held out a sigh. How many kilos of commercial feeds is thrown into the sea daily? Who knows?
And oh, here comes that irritating smell from that pile of garbage near the train track. It stinks and stings. I am wondering if the city slogan is indeed true. Unity and discipline? Come on... Have you seen the PUJs trying to beat the red light? How about those dispatchers with beltbags containing separate plastic bags where they put drivers' 'toll fee?' 75 pesos per trip. If the seating capacity is 20 @ 8pesos per passenger, hmmm the driver will only earn how much for that trip? And what if the greedy traffic officer just apprehended him for an offense so minor. What's left with his 85 peso-pesoses. 
Whew??? Now my rogue side emerges. The rebel in me wants to curse and condemn. But what can that do? I watch in the background, do my thing to make a difference however little ripple it can do to cause a change. I will never understand how our government works and I never intend to. 
It's frustrating but then does the government care? Yes, I owe the government a gratitude still. But I'll repay that with the sweat of my brow when the time comes.
Hmp... This is supposed to be funny note but the mood changed. Anyways, I still have some time tomorrow night to patiently write using this two-inch wide qwerty keyboard.
Ciao for now...