Today is Saturday, September 25, 2010 and it is 705AM here in the South Bronx, New York City, in the US.
Recap: I spoke about an experience I had had on Mindanao maybe 2 years ago,and then went on to talk about some asshole American with an Oxycodone (Oxycontin) jones who raped Manila and ruined several lives all for his personal vice.
This Post: It has been an interesting (almost) 5 weeks since my last entry. I was back in the Philippines for 12 days, and in Israel for 4 days.
Jackie had missed 3 days of IMing and I became very concerned. Before I had left for NY in August I had beatn 1 of her neighbours very badly. The panty thief, the "secret admirer" who had been texting her got drunk and fucked up his game, admitting to Cris (Jackie's friend who had been staying with her in the house I rented) who he was,etc. I do believe I mentioned that admission in a past entry. I was prepared to let it go,Jackie isn't my woman but I have taken it upon myself to be responsible for her (for at least 1 year) and that includes her safety, naturally. Going to Jackies though, I saw him and 2 other losers drinking rotgut in the corner of the compound where Jackie's house sits. Snickering,he made a comment in Tagalog, calling me a queer.
I really didn't have a choice as I saw it and beat him bloodily. Ergo 3 days with no IM and I was more than concerned. Neither answering her phone OR texts I was considering what to do. Afterall, I was in NY. Then,on the 4th day,Cris who had returned home to Mindanao IMd me.
She began by berating me.I patiently waited for her to finish her tirade and then calmly asked her what was wrong. She said she thought I was a good man but she had been wrong,afterall she said, I let Jackie take a job as a maid.
A maid in the Philippines is not far removed from a slave. For example,in Jackie's case,as I soon found out, she was working 7 days a week,from 530AM until 930PM and though given free meals was sharing a room with an elderly maid for the whopping renumeration of 62US a month.
Jackie coincidentally contacted me the next day, via IM. I asked her how things were going and why I hadn't heard from her in 3 days.She told me she ran low on money and couldn't get a "load" (internet phone data minutes),and apologised.
I played my card. I asked her how she liked being a maid. She was shocked. She started stammering excuses,saying it was for me, so I wouldn't have to support her.
Fine I said,its her life,what did she do with the house I rented? She said she had told the owner she was moving and had gotten the deposit refunded and bought Cris' ticket with it...after I had warned Jackie NOT to give Cris money.
I told Jackie that she's a fucken liar (well that's old news) & to enjoy her life as a slave.
Meanwhile, I had to go for my twice monthly visit to Mindanao. On my flight to Manila I met an old friend of mine. I won't drop his name here for obvious reasons but he is a Kennedy School academic specialising in terrorism and suicide bombing. I had met him in 2005 when he served with the American Special Forces contingent based in Zamboanga City's Camp Navarro, as an American Special Forces Jr.Grade Officer. A Special Forces officer who then rapidly became a recognised expert in his field, I admire him a lot. He told me he was going to Pampanga,to Angeles City,on the island of Luzon, the island where Manila and Makati are located.
Angeles borders Clark, the old US Air Base that was vacated when Mt.Pinutabo but is best known as the Sex Capital of SE Asia.Fields Avenue in the city is world famous for that.
What happens there is that there are umpteenth strip clubs, though its much different than in the West. Legally women canot bare it all,so instead they wear thongs,or skimpy costumes. Men come in,buy a drink for them and,if they want,they pay 1500 Pesos (32US) as a "Barfine." Barfine is the house commission for what will take place. Barfine paid you go to a hotel or whatever and pay up to 1500 Pesos more to have sex.
He was going not for sex but to visit a woman he had met when he served in the south.
I told him I would think about it and let him know in a couple of days.
To be continued..
Recap: I spoke about an experience I had had on Mindanao maybe 2 years ago,and then went on to talk about some asshole American with an Oxycodone (Oxycontin) jones who raped Manila and ruined several lives all for his personal vice.
This Post: It has been an interesting (almost) 5 weeks since my last entry. I was back in the Philippines for 12 days, and in Israel for 4 days.
Jackie had missed 3 days of IMing and I became very concerned. Before I had left for NY in August I had beatn 1 of her neighbours very badly. The panty thief, the "secret admirer" who had been texting her got drunk and fucked up his game, admitting to Cris (Jackie's friend who had been staying with her in the house I rented) who he was,etc. I do believe I mentioned that admission in a past entry. I was prepared to let it go,Jackie isn't my woman but I have taken it upon myself to be responsible for her (for at least 1 year) and that includes her safety, naturally. Going to Jackies though, I saw him and 2 other losers drinking rotgut in the corner of the compound where Jackie's house sits. Snickering,he made a comment in Tagalog, calling me a queer.
I really didn't have a choice as I saw it and beat him bloodily. Ergo 3 days with no IM and I was more than concerned. Neither answering her phone OR texts I was considering what to do. Afterall, I was in NY. Then,on the 4th day,Cris who had returned home to Mindanao IMd me.
She began by berating me.I patiently waited for her to finish her tirade and then calmly asked her what was wrong. She said she thought I was a good man but she had been wrong,afterall she said, I let Jackie take a job as a maid.
A maid in the Philippines is not far removed from a slave. For example,in Jackie's case,as I soon found out, she was working 7 days a week,from 530AM until 930PM and though given free meals was sharing a room with an elderly maid for the whopping renumeration of 62US a month.
Jackie coincidentally contacted me the next day, via IM. I asked her how things were going and why I hadn't heard from her in 3 days.She told me she ran low on money and couldn't get a "load" (internet phone data minutes),and apologised.
I played my card. I asked her how she liked being a maid. She was shocked. She started stammering excuses,saying it was for me, so I wouldn't have to support her.
Fine I said,its her life,what did she do with the house I rented? She said she had told the owner she was moving and had gotten the deposit refunded and bought Cris' ticket with it...after I had warned Jackie NOT to give Cris money.
I told Jackie that she's a fucken liar (well that's old news) & to enjoy her life as a slave.
Meanwhile, I had to go for my twice monthly visit to Mindanao. On my flight to Manila I met an old friend of mine. I won't drop his name here for obvious reasons but he is a Kennedy School academic specialising in terrorism and suicide bombing. I had met him in 2005 when he served with the American Special Forces contingent based in Zamboanga City's Camp Navarro, as an American Special Forces Jr.Grade Officer. A Special Forces officer who then rapidly became a recognised expert in his field, I admire him a lot. He told me he was going to Pampanga,to Angeles City,on the island of Luzon, the island where Manila and Makati are located.
Angeles borders Clark, the old US Air Base that was vacated when Mt.Pinutabo but is best known as the Sex Capital of SE Asia.Fields Avenue in the city is world famous for that.
What happens there is that there are umpteenth strip clubs, though its much different than in the West. Legally women canot bare it all,so instead they wear thongs,or skimpy costumes. Men come in,buy a drink for them and,if they want,they pay 1500 Pesos (32US) as a "Barfine." Barfine is the house commission for what will take place. Barfine paid you go to a hotel or whatever and pay up to 1500 Pesos more to have sex.
He was going not for sex but to visit a woman he had met when he served in the south.
I told him I would think about it and let him know in a couple of days.
To be continued..