Random Things I learned Last Week
Occurred: 7th week of 2012
Written: Feb 17, 2012
Juan Luna. I just learned that Juan Luna is a murderer. As Ambeth Ocampo narrates, “In a fit of jealousy, anger and other emotions that mixed into a lethal cocktail called rage, Luna shot and killed his wife Paz and his mother-in-law Juliana Gorricho. He also shot his brother-in-law Dr. Felix Pardo de Tavera who tried to intervene, Felix survived with a wound on his chest. So sensational was this story that Paris feasted on it, but it is seldom mentioned in our textbooks where Juan Luna, the artist who created the moving allegory of the colonial condition “Spoliarium,” is memorialized as a patriot. We cannot have a murderer as one of our National Heroes, so the story has been retold with Luna “accidentally” shooting these women through a locked door he tried to open with a revolver rather than keys!”
I am inclined to ask how many times did our schools/education system “manipulate” the truth just to bring only the good side of our heroes. It reminds me that heroes are humans too. Another case in point: How many of us knows that Andres Bonifacio’s death was a result of early Filipino politics? He was sentenced to death (by the Aguinaldo kangaroo court) and killed by Filipino soldiers because of treason.
Blackout poetry. This is a new kind of art I learned from Addie. You get a page of newspaper (or a book), blackened the whole thing, except for some words you like. Then you “stitched” the words to form a poem. Interesting.
Carpet muncher. My officemate is working from home since he had his carpet installed at home. Upon learning this, Roy asked Sunil (an Indian co-worker) to ping him. He dictated to Sunil what he’s gonna say. Here’s their conversation:
Sunil: So how’s the carpet?
Co-worker: It’s okay. They’re installing it now.
Sunil: Are you munching on it?
Co-worker: Haha! Nice one Roy!
*Co-worker immediately knows that Roy is the one “pinging” him since there’s no way Sunil will ping him about that.
All that time, Sunil didn’t have the idea what was that about. Later that he (and me too) learned that carpet muncher refers to a lesbian. We had a good laugh about it. We meant no offense guys.
Last Friday on our way home, Roy added a joke about the carpet thing. He said, “If you happen to meet a red-haired or blond gal, you may want to ask her if the carpet matches the drapes.” Lols!