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October 27, 2005

calling any good filipino men out there (verdict: disheartening)

not that i'm looking for a filipino man or anything.

actually, let's take a step back here.

well, if i were, there'd be nothing wrong with it.

anyway, let's get back to the background information.

i mean, if that were my choice, then people shouldn't judge me.

now back to the point of this story.

i mean, not that i'm judging or anything, really.

so now really, back to the story

i'm just saying i'm straight, is all.

ok, here we go.

nearly everyone in the philippines has a decent command of the english language which allows an unprecedented amount of cultural revelations for an engaged traveler. ironically, that's mainly how i've figured out that women don't really want me around... but that's a completely different issue. this is the country i've interacted in the greatest depth with its local people and about which i've discovered the most cultural information.

with that said, i condemn nearly all filipino males of breeding age to a slow and horrible death. i've never seen such blatent misogyny since i went to that melissa ethridge concert at the houston astrodome. wait, what's the opposite of misogyny. well that's what i meant with the concert reference. anyway, every city i've been, i've necessarily met a battered/cheated on/neglected/abused woman who have given up on men altogether. this male dominated, virginity is revered, spinster-fearing culture leaves women prone to the reckless whims of filipino men. guys like tim are far and few between... although we won't hold the bad teenage mustache against him.

at every internet cafe, the following scene (photo) repeats itself.chatting half the room is full of desperate women searching for a meal ticket foreign man through the advent of Yahoo chat techonology.

but to their credit, it appears things are changing slowly, at least in the larger cities. however, in some places, things are so bad that were i a filipina woman, i'd actively choose the comfort of a lesbian lifestyle.

not that there's anything wrong with that or anything

to sum up: the vast majority of filipino men are scum, women are in a terrible position in the philippines due to a simple accident of birth, and your trusty correspondent couldn't get laid if he crawled up a chicken's ass. it's all terribly frustrating. really.

the pocket president

the 300 year legacy of spanish rule in the philippines evidently is extreme laziness and hence, more festivals (read: holidays) than you can possibly imagine. the reigning festival on camiguin island involves the praise of a cherry sized fruit called a lanzone. what i'm saying is, these people will create any reason to take off work. but that's not necessarily a bad thing considering i've taken off work for the past 2.5 years.

now let's cut to the chase. gloria macapagal arroyo, (aka GMA) the current "madam" president, here for the festival was nearly touched quite inappropriately by me. take it from me, she's not so attractive in the biblical sense but really, i haven't felt female skin in so long, my suspicion is they've modified it while i was away.


the following picture doesn't lie. she's about 4 feet 4 inches (no idea in centimeters) and would fit perfectly in my shirt pocket. i've never wanted so much to pinch a world leader's cheeks since the reign of German prime minister, Helmut Kohl.

gma

if i'd wanted my arm twisted beyond a natural angle, i could've reached out and grabbed a boob... or a cooter, for that matter. instead, i simply wished her luck as she passed me as i dutifully waited in line to shake her hand.

gma_car

now with ginseng!

with all the traveling i've done, i've gotten a bit of understanding of other cultures. some say inherent cultural differences are quaint. i say they're simply backwards and wrong.

take this for example:

segal

inexplicably, steven seagal's movies are wildly popular abroad. i mean, for the love of pete, the guy's got an energy drink named after him. moreover, he's singlehandedly proven that it's possible to base an entire acting career on the ex-cia-special-operative-turned-pastry-chef premise.

most issues in life are never black and white. in this case, however, we can plainly blame the international movie-going audience for extending this talentless ass-clown's career beyond his requisite 15 minutes.

October 13, 2005

an exclusive scoop on thejerk.org

john mccain (R-Arizona) will be our next president. you heard it hear on thejerk.org first.

sure, i've been wrong about Slovodan Milosevic being a great guy and helium being the first element in the atomic chart but i'm putting my good name on the line for this one. Mccain 2008!

October 12, 2005

into muslim territory (send my widow a corsage)

i'm neither a husband nor do i play one on tv therefore i'm in the perfect situation to enter the southernmost island of mindanao (stay with me here). of the philippines' terrorist problems, most of them originate from the muslim extremists on mindanao. problems ranging from passenger ferry bombings to kidnappings for ransom. known terrorists groups include abu sayyaf and the moro islamic liberation front - more commonly known as "MILF". to attempt the most obvious joke, i haven't touched a girl since germany's helmut kohl administration so an encounter with a particularly attractive member of milf may give me a chance to "reset my clock" so to speak, to the G. Bush II administration.

on 6 non-consequtive occasions, i've been ejected from young republicans' meetings due to my sublime levels of jingoism and national pride, as well as my flawed logic and supercilious attitude. however, no muslim's gonna kidnap this red-blooded, NRA card carryin', weight-liftin', mcdonald's eatin' yankee! and who better to deploy travel into a muslim dominated area than me... because as we all know, those muslim asses certainly won't kick themselves.

my country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee i sing...

October 06, 2005

classifieds, again

thanks to dan "pipe cleaner" woods for one of the few funny email forwards i've received this year. i take back my estonian orthodox hex i placed on your future children... look, when i say stop touching me, you'd better stop touching me!

and yes, i'm mildly embarrassed that most, if not all, of these classifieds are culled from the US & A.








October 02, 2005

then is hi ka was.com (verdict: immaculate conception!)

when my successful coup d'etat lands me rightfully in power, i'll eliminate all variant spellings of the same name. kathy, cathy, kate, katrina, kat will all become helmuta. any arguments on my policies and they'll swiftly get the death penalty, the most painful way imaginable. the frontrunner now is death by gilmore girls reruns though i'm sure, with the correct braintrust devoted to devising creative ways of capital punishment, we can come up with something ultimately more painful.

with that said, congratulations to kenichi (former colleague) and susan (sp? susanne? suzanne?) on the birth of their first - and judging from kenichi's "rural" background - of many to come. being busy with my coup plans, i haven't had the internet time to devote to viewing any of the baby pictures but i can confidently assume the baby came out with a stained and tattered wife-beater along w/ a fully loaded hunting rifle complete with gun rack.

yeah, i'm surprised as much as you are. who ever thought kenichi could "get one past the goalie," so to speak? not i or the greater western seaboard. the argument, i thought, was more a case of if he'll be able to have a child as opposed to when. but what's done is done and there's no reason to beat a dead horse, which would be an clear violation of animal rights anyway.

if the nishikawa's baby's first words are "that possum was good eatin'" pennis and the chunky sack owe me a steak dinner and i owe it to the world to take the kid under my wing and unhickify her. then i'll train her to be my undersecretary of torture. regardless, i've started a "future therapy fund" for the poor li'l girl. with such unholy parents, may vishnu have mercy on your soul, young naomi. uncle thejerk is looking out for you though.

here's a picture of father, kenichi after his grueling 7 hour's of labor:

the proud addition to the nishikawa family (sans hunting rifle)