Rain and Coffee

I was browsing youtube and then one video got viral.Well you guys have to admit, the video/movie was really great. It got people from around the world to react to this international phenomenon. Pro’s and Cons were made. However, this one really caught my attention visiblechildren@grantoyston.com. This blog actually made good points. Great and well thought points. They were indeed critically thought. I am expressing this in the most sincere manner. (Just in case some would doubt on my sincerity. haha! I am in no way being sarcastic in saying that the points of this writer are great. They really are.) However, for the sake of argumentation, I would like to rebut some of his points. THIS IS JUST MY PERSONAL OPINION, a reaction on the matter posted online. I do not have any intention to defame or to hurt someone. I am Respectfully presenting my thoughts on the matter. No hard feelings! :)

1. His point on the spending matters of Invisible Children. Although I do appreciate his argument. I think this would not hold water due to the fact that the money were voluntarily given. It’s not like they are recklessly spending taxpayers’ money. What they are spending are voluntarily given by the people who believe in their cause. So raising the point that they recklessly spend money, would really not hold water because the people who donate their money share the same cause, hence the thought of the money being spent recklessly would not be entertained. Why? The reason why people donate money is to be precisely spent on making those videos and posters. If Invisible Children would spend such money on other things not related to their cause then that would be using the money recklessly.

2. His point on Invisible Children supporting direct military intervention: I do concede that military intervention should be the last resort, but in this case, this is actually the last resort. Peace talks have been made and were futile. If the writer is only avoiding collateral damage due to the war, a fact lies that collateral damage in a war in unavoidable. We are weighing the lesser evil here. Ask this question, are you willing to sacrifice the lives of 3 children just to save the lives of other 66,000? Of course as much as possible we would want to protect all of their lives, but you have to do a reality check. Collateral damage is unavoidable and will never be avoidable. We live in the real world where wars happen and diplomatic talks fail. If we attack now, we could have hundreds of children from being kidnapped because whether we like it or not, diplomatic talks will not stop these militants from kidnapping. Kidnapping could still be done while peace talks are going on.

3. His point on Kony being no longer active since 2006 based on the own admission of LRA. It doesn’t mean that if Kony is no longer active, he cannot be prosecuted for all the war crimes that he did. Moreover, how can you trust a rebel group with their admission. They could immediately change their mind or worse, they could be lying.

4. His point on the exaggeration of Invisible Children of the events in Uganda. Although I am not a fan of the media and I do agree that they exaggerate and sensationalize news, in this case, there is nothing more to sensationalize. When you talk about sensationalism, there is a little problem that needs to be presented as grave to get as many attention as possible. However, I believe that the argumentation of the writer is a shot in the dark, because the events in Uganda are the worst! You don’t need media to sensationalize it anymore. Kidnapping, rape, murder and sexual assaults are innately henious and the numbers of victims are of thousands. There is nothing more to sensationalize. It is already that grave already. 100% grave. The problem is not small for you to need people’s attention by making it a grave one. The problem is already big! And the reason why people doesn’t know about these things is that no one had the guts to present them in a manner more accessible to the mainstream public. Of course people in international organizations have known of this problem for decades, but how many are those people who know about this? The information is only limited to the intellectual class. Hence, it necessarily follow that if originally only a few people know about this problem, it is not grave enough, and once it is presented in youtube and a lot of people reacted on it, it is sensationalized. The bare facts of the case is grave enough. Sensationalizing it would not make any difference, because we have reached the worst case scenario here.

I repeat, these are just my opinion and I am not trying to defame or destroy the credibility of anyone. And if you are in doubt on how I made all those assessments, let’s just say that I am just a typical and simple debater and a law student. :)

You felt like hope under a sea of current

A ray of light under the dark lit sky

An impending angel gracing my heart

Everyday seemed lighter, every moment a bliss

We are one and the same prisoner

Trapped by things which we must do

Dying to see the light, dying to feel what it feels like to live

Dying every second hoping to live another day

Walking pass strangers, hoping to feel another soul

See another one, feel another touch

One more, just one more

Its quarter past nine

Were walking along street lights

I looked into your eyes

I saw you, I saw forever

From that time on I wished it was never quarter past nine

I wished for one minute longer, just one more brush of your hand on my shoulder

Just one more heat of your gaze, just one more smile on that face

Just one more

Just one more

Then I’ll let the light of darkness come my way

I will face a life of hunnger

A soul hungry and weary, hoping for life

Hoping

Just hoping

But the clock is round

I cannot freeze time

Quarter past nine must come, must pass

I bid farewell to the blossom that never came

To the touch that I’ll never feel

To the love that I can never tell

Farewell

tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

im sure its in the deepest parts of my subconscious. :))

I always considered myself as a person hungry for revenge; for blood- baths and other kinds of things that would damage a person tantamount to the damage and hurt he or she had caused me. However, recently, something started to unfold. Reality sunk in. I got really hurt. For real this time. I was a party directly involved. I wasn’t just the supporting actress this time, I was a main character. Let’s not dwell on the issue, but the bottom line is that, instead of finding myself wanting for revenge, I found myself utterly forgiving and understanding. I did not want any fight, I just wanted to get away as far as possible, to be silent as possible, to burry it in the corners of my being as deep as possible, so that no one and not even me can see it. My reaction was extremely in contrary to what I imaged I would do. In one of my darkest hours, I became and optimist. Funny isn’t it? I have always branded myself as “not the good girl, but simply the proper one”. However, in this chapter of my life, I found myself to be the person who kept silent when everyone around her stood up and fought for her. I have no idea why I kept silent, where for the past 20 years of my existence, I always speak up my mind. May be that’s it! I have always spoken my mind, not my heart. May be that’s the reason why I have kept silent, because I always kept what I feel buried so deep. But then I can’t really say that because I’ve talked to people about my feelings. My barkada as well as my family for example. Well I guess im not just the kind of person who shouts what I feel to the rest of the world. I find that quite melodramatic. Another thing that I found out about myself was that I have always been a fighter. I got through things by sheer force of will. And this time, I realized that there are fights that are not worth fighting for. There are battles that are best fought by keeping silent. Or that there are battles that are best lost. In this chapter of my life, I would not fight, I would accept defeat. I’m still hurting. Sometimes in the wee hours of the night I still feel the pang and sting of it. But there’s only one thing left to do. I have to pull myself together and move on. I would not fight in this chapter. I lost in this chapter. I’ll let this one pass. This chapter is meant to come and go. That’s just its purpose. I consider it as a “prologue”. A chapter that would “prepare” me to the meatier part of the novel called “my life”. Who knows? May be in the next chapters, in a completely different but somehow related story of my life, I would be the winner. As of now I am improving myself. But I made a pact with myself that the motivation that I would use would be the future and not the past. I always remind myself that I am doing this not for hsitory to repeat itself, but for the future. Recently, I encountered a line on a tv show, it says “The future is scary, but you can’t keep running back to the past just because it’s familiar”. I will improve myself and be someone I never dreamed of becoming. I would be a new and improved version of myself so that the future would be something that I trully deserve. I am now an optimist. I would live every single day of my life with positive outlook. Of course, it would not eliminate my fears, but I would try to conquer them one by one. I would refuse to get angry and seek for revenge. Sometimes, the best revenge is just by doing nothing. The hands of fate will unfold someday. I just wish the best for everybody. For all to live as peaceful as possible in our own little world. No attempts to make others feel bad about themselves. Let’s just focus our time and efforts to improve ourselves. We cannot avoid being hurt. We don’t have nerves of steel. We have hearts that feel. We have cried millions of tears, but we must not let ourselves drown. We are invincible. I am invincible. (Alam ko, kanta to!) :))

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