Wednesday, March 07, 2007
TV RATINGS - 3/2/2007
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Posted by crazp
Friday TV Ratings- Mega Manila Area
March 2, 2007
Homeboy 11.7%
Sis 11.2%
Pilipinas, Game Ka Na Ba? 19.6%
Yellow 17.0%
Wowowee 23.6%
EB 19.2%
Daisy 15.6%
Inocente de Ti 17.9%
Muli 14.0%
Kapamilya Cinema 14.2%
PC 14.1%
FUll 14.3%
Jewel 16.3%
Pangako sa 'Yo 11.3%
24 Oras 27.2%
TV Patrol World 23.1%
AT 32.6%
Sana Maulit Muli 23.9%
Super Twins 35.4%
Maging Sino Ka Man 26.5%
Bakekang 35.0%
Maria Flordeluna 23.3%
Jumong 27.2%
MMK 20.1
Pinoy Big Brother Season 2 19.5%
Starstruck 19.6%
BG 15.4%
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
At any price... from YOUNGBLOOD of INQUIRER.net
At any price
By Carlo N. Lazaro
Inquirer
Last updated 01:58am (Mla time) 03/06/2007
I am writing this onboard a plane. I have just visited my uncle and his family in Seattle, Washington, for a week, and I am on my way back to my father's place in New York City.
My dad graduated from the University of the Philippines, Los BaƱos, many years back. He immediately took a job in a big agricultural company selling fertilizers and at the same time educating farmers in the province of Pampanga. He was a good lecturer and educator, being pro-farmer. In Pampanga, he met my mother, the daughter of a small-time fertilizer dealer. They had me a year after they were married in 1978.
My mom worked for an airline company. Even if they were both working their bottoms off and thought they only had me at the time, they felt that they still didn't have enough. We didn't have our own house and the budget was always tight.
My dad decided to work in Saudi Arabia (yes, I am an overseas Filipino worker's child). When he was working in the Middle East, we were able to build a house and buy some properties, and later we, the children, were sent to exclusive private schools.
My father was not around when my brother was born. I had such a skewed idea of family that when my brother was born in 1983, I blurted out: "Ma, lalaki ang anak natin!" ["Ma, our child is a boy!"]
My dad tried to find work again in our country, but because of his age, and maybe partly because of politics, he failed to land a job. Thus, after his stint in Saudi Arabia and multiple failures in business and employment, he decided to try his luck in the land of the free and the home of the brave.
He went to the United States on a tourist visa. He had no permit to work and he carried the burden of making our lives comfortable.
Raising us was no picnic for mom. She was single-handedly taking care of two boys, and taking all the physical, emotional and psychological blows they entailed.
My dad, for all his expertise, educational background and vast experience, landed a job as a housekeeping staff in a nursing home. Later, he worked as a nurse's aide. After that, he worked as a carpool driver on the streets of New York. All the time he saved as much as he could so he could send money home to mom. And this was a man who had graduated from San Beda College and University of the Philippines and who had managed people in a large agricultural company.
At the age of 40, he decided that it was time to move up. He studied nursing. And when he completed his studies, he worked as a nurse -- a job that he holds up to the present.
He could not go back to the Philippines because his immigration papers were not in order. So we visited him instead.
As the years passed, we started to drift apart, until we became almost like strangers. My mom loves my father, but she does not really know him well because during their 30 years of marriage, they were only together for a total of 10 years. All their married life was focused on providing a good life for us, even if it meant giving up the romance, the long walks, the "growing old together" that most couples enjoy.
I sometimes wonder why my parents gave up being together and how they were able to go through it day after day. I can imagine them just newly married and making plans to grow old together, to raise two boys together and then retire together—to start and to end together, as husband and wife.
This did not become a reality. It did not come true because of the great American dream.
The American dream is defined differently by different people. This I have learned from long conversations with my relatives. To some, it means living in the USA, building a family there, having a good career, and buying a house in a good neighborhood. To others, like my father, the American dream means working in the US, no matter what the price, to make their loved ones in the Philippines live comfortable lives.
My father is 54 now, but he looks much older than his age. Years of hard work as a nurse have taken its toll on his body. Diabetes has destroyed his joints and impaired his eyesight. He has spent several days in the intensive care unit alone. Despite all this, he continues to serve American patients and doctors.
Maybe a part of the American dream is the feeling of self-worth. When he was in his 40s, many companies in the Philippines turned his job application down because of his age. In America, his patients and co-workers love him and his age and his race hardly matter. Because he pays his taxes on time, he enjoys great benefits in terms of health care. His insurance paid for his ICU confinement as well as his laser surgeries for glaucoma. He has worked hard and Uncle Sam now takes care of him.
Ah, the American Dream: My father is weak but he is happy. His American dream came true in his accomplishments, in the properties he owns in the Philippines and in his sons, one a doctor, the other a lawyer. After more than 20 years of being apart, I think he's trying to make up for lost time.
I am a new doctor in the Philippines. I am my father's son, and I, too, am searching for my American dream.
Carlo N. Lazaro, 27, passed the recent medical board exams.
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Friday, March 02, 2007
YOUNGBLOOD "Refuse to use" of INQUIRER.net
Refuse to use
By Anna Rhea R. Manuel
Inquirer
Last updated 01:46am (Mla time) 03/01/2007
EVERY time I refuse to use straws, or offer my cloth bag to the bagger at the supermarket, or reprimand total strangers for throwing trash or spitting on the sidewalk, or say I'm a vegetarian for ethical reasons, people ask me if I've turned environmentalist. It's as if turning into one is like turning into a "manananggal" at night and assuming a human form during the day, as if one cares for the environment one day, and becomes indifferent to it the next. The term carries a seemingly exclusive and elitist connotation to a lot of people. But it isn't, and it shouldn't.
There are a number of NGOs whose advocacy is the protection and conservation of the environment. I commend the commitment and efforts these people have, and the dangers they put themselves through to fight for their cause. Probably, they're the most unselfish people in the world.
A friend, who belongs to one such NGO, shared with us his experience during his last climb. When he reached the peak of the mountain and saw the gorgeous landscape below, he said to himself, "I want my future children and grandchildren to see this." But he was worried that the mountain with its thick vegetation might not be in the future.
I've been in Manila most of my life, constantly complaining about the smog, the trash, the almost unlivable Pasig River, and the horrendous unhygienic habits of people. Even so, I make time to bike around the Marikina River Park and enjoy whatever is left of the urban greenery. Ironically, that relatively small area alone has both confirmed my feeling of luck that I live in Marikina (of all the places in Metro Manila) and further intensified my need to live elsewhere. Despite the community-friendly River Park, with its nice landscape and attractions, I fear that eventually, the river will stop flowing, and everything along with it, unless something is done soon.
I don't belong to any environmentalist organization, but an increased awareness of what's happening provides enough drive for me to make people respond to the need to change. I make do with what I have and where I am pushing for an advocacy I share with those affiliated with big groups.
In the little school where I teach, I was able to integrate this nagging compulsion with the subject matter in our English class. Considering the students' abilities and experiences, my co-teachers and I deemed it practical to focus our efforts on reducing the use of plastic. So we designed a batch project entitled "Refuse to Use." There was a series of activities followed by a symposium on the environmental toll our use (or misuse) of plastic is taking.
This project has three phases. The first is the personal refusal to use plastic. The students are instructed to refuse plastic items or bags whenever they go to sari-sari stores, shops or malls. Instead, they bring with them cloth bags or recycled plastic bags or, if the item is small (and dry) enough, they put them in their pockets or carry them. The students note down the reaction of the bagger or vendor.
The students found out that most shop owners and salespeople approved of the project because it cut costs and not really because it helps lessen pollution.
The second phase is the signature campaign, in which each student gathers at least 300 signatures from members of their families, neighbors, communities and elsewhere. We are expecting a total of at least 14,000 signatures.
The last phase involves writing a petition to reduce the use of plastic in businesses. We are writing to small-scale industries, mall owners, newspapers and government agencies to seek their help in spreading this concern.
Right after the students submitted the output for the first phase, I asked who among them continued to refuse the use of plastic. Nobody did.
It was a disappointing result, but expected. For how can one change a habit (which took 10 or 15 years to develop) over a course of two weeks? How can we expect parents to understand when they themselves don't see the need? Even at home, despite constant reminders from me, my dad still accumulates an average of five plastic bags per day. He says he forgets and he just can't refuse. It is frustrating, and discouraging.
I mulled over this predicament and realized that respect for the environment, readiness, will and commitment are crucial if we want actual changes to happen.
Everything comes from respect. A child follows a parent's advice because he respects the parent's capability to give sound advice. One does not eat meat because one respects an animal's right to live. Lack of respect results in abuse, destruction, indifference.
People should be ready to change their lifestyles. The simple act of refusing a straw can cause strain or perhaps embarrassment to any person doing it the first time, but I don't know why it should. We can buy biscuits in bigger packages instead of small ones. Or we can bring a cloth bag everywhere and explain to the bagger or vendor to use the bag instead of plastic, whenever we buy something.
When one is ready, one has the will to adapt to any changes because one believes in the urgency of doing so. In the long run, one develops a commitment. The scope of commitment is relative to an individual's capacity and resources. If one is committed to something, one is willing to be the catalyst of change.
I can accept that we lack the respect, readiness, will and commitment to change our ways for the environment. The urban Filipino psyche is not geared toward this concern. This is all the more reason to intensify our advocacy. For shall we wait to show respect until we have condemned the earth to an irreversible slide to destruction? Shall we be ready to do something only when great damage has been done to the environment? Will we summon the will only when there's nothing left for us to salvage? Shall we develop a commitment to save the eartth only when we have destroyed everything that nourishes the human race?
When I am asked if I've turned environmentalist, I answer: Shouldn't we all be?
Anna Rhea R. Manuel, 25, is taking up her master's in Reading Education at the University of the Philippines (UP) in Diliman, Quezon City. She is also an English teacher at the UP Integrated School.
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Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Miles away ... from INQUIRER.net
Miles away
By Belen Docena-Asuelo
Inquirer
Last updated 00:40am (Mla time) 02/27/2007
Now
that it’s love month, I can’t help but sorely miss my husband. He is my
number one fan, friend, critic, confidant, soul mate, town mate, all
rolled into one. And he is miles away from me.
I am not alone with my battle against loneliness. My three girls
(ages 9, 8 and 6) who are all their Papa’s girls have not yet adjusted
to the fact that he is physically away from us. No amount of telephone
calls can still the girls’ queries on when we are going to be with
their Papa again. They miss him terribly.
He left with a heavy heart for the land of milk and honey last Dec.
29, 2006. It’s the first time he has been away after 10 years of
marriage. The scene at the airport with my husband and the kids was far
more melodramatic and touching than any episode of “Maalaala Mo Kaya”
or “Magpakailanman.” To say that a river of tears from my kids flowed
at the airport’s entrance is an understatement. The children kept on
waving at their teary-eyed father until he was out of sight.
Tears could not stop my husband’s departure. He had tried to
postpone it by requesting the agency to reschedule his flight, but
after many postponements the inevitable came, and he had to go.
I thought the drama at the airport would be enough. But on the way
home, the kids couldn’t mumble clear words as their father made his
last call before boarding his plane.
Things didn’t improve when we arrived home. They immediately looked
for things that would remind them of their Papa and or simply stared
blankly at the wall.
To this day, his presence is missed at dinnertime and bedtime. My
middle child, who used to sleep beside him, tried to feel his presence
by placing beside her pillow one of the clean shirts he left behind.
But she complained that she could not smell her Papa in the newly
washed working shirt he left.
With my husband gone, we had our loneliest "media noche" [midnight
feast] last Christmas. We were all quiet on the table even if we had
the usual array of sumptuous foods. Nothing could make up for his
absence. One of my daughters, unable to control herself, said in tears
that she should have been with her Papa.
Until now, she often repeats that wish. Sometimes I would find her
holding a picture of him, as tears roll down her angelic face.
You can’t blame my kids for loving their Papa so dearly. He was
always sensitive to their needs. He couldn’t come home without
something they loved to munch. My girls did not run out of Dunkin
Donuts. It didn’t matter if he was short on cash, he would bring
without fail something for the kids.
He also couldn’t leave home without cooking for the girls their
favorite "champorado" porridge with Milo. He couldn’t sleep without
putting medication on the kids’ skin. He was proud to say that his
angels were flawless. He would usually stock on skin medications like
Katialis and other topical ointments for the kids.
When they were sick, he was more bothered than me. He insisted on
bringing the kids to the hospital even if I assured him they had
nothing more than a slight fever. He was a mother wrapped in a father’s
body.
Now that he is miles away, his loved ones really feel the vacuum
that he left. And we do not know how long it will take before we can
adjust to his absence. Every so often, the kids would ask when we are
going to the US Embassy for our interviews so we can join him.
He has been urging me to apply for a job in the place where he lives
now so that I can bring the kids there. I am assured of his fidelity to
me and I am convinced of his great love for the kids whenever he vows
to move heaven and earth so that we can be together soon.
I would be lying if I said I am not excited about joining my dear
husband abroad. After the many stories he has told me about the US and
the many opportunities it opens, I cannot help but wish to join the
bandwagon of professionals going abroad. We cannot deprive our three
girls of the bright future that they deserve. We will not risk giving
them a bleak tomorrow due to poor education, an unsafe environment, an
unstable economy, self-serving lawmakers, etc. Indeed, there is nothing
we won’t do for them.
I am certain that the love that binds my husband, our three girls
and me will survive the test of time and distance. Geography doesn’t
matter. The firm family bond will always be there. Our love will keep
us going.
Belen Docena-Asuelo, 29, teaches English at Don Alejandro Roces Sr. Science Technology High School in Quezon City
Copyright 2007 Inquirer. All rights reserved. This material may not be
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Google charges for web programs... thanks to BBC.co.uk
Google charges for web programs
Dentists could get their own programs via Microsoft's software initiative. |
Google has introduced a paid-for version of its web applications it hopes will be popular with small firms.
The paid version adds more storage, phone help and
guarantees of availability to the Gmail, calendar, word processing and
messaging package.
Industry analysts suggest the move is aimed squarely at Microsoft and its Office suite of programs.
At the same time BT and Microsoft signed a deal to create a marketplace of web-based programs for small firms.
'Brutal timing'
Google's new service costs $50 (£27 or 40 euros) for
every account and for this customers get phone support, a guarantee
that the online applications will work 99.9% of the time and 10
gigabytes of storage for each e-mail address.
The package of programs available includes e-mail, word processing, spreadsheets, calendar and Google Talk.
By paying, users also get the option to turn off the adverts that usually populate the free versions.
The free version of this package was introduced in August 2006 and Google said that more than 100,000 businesses had signed up.
Google hopes that the chance to collaborate on key
documents via the web will prove popular to small firms who are more
used to e-mailing copies back and forth.
Analysts said the announcement was intended to give people an alternative to Microsoft's Office 2007.
"The timing is just brutal for Microsoft," said Rebecca
Wettemann, vice president of research at Nucleus Research. "It's
definitely a shot across their bow."
In related news Microsoft has revealed details of a
partnership with telecoms firm BT to create a marketplace for a series
of business programs designed for small businesses.
The subscription-based marketplace will host all the
programs itself and allow small businesses to use the different
applications as a service.
As well as generic applications such as payroll programs
the marketplace will also host niche applications designed for
particular types of small businesses such as dentists and estate
agents.
A spokesman for BT said it would be signing up software
firms to make the programs soon and that it was aiming to launch by the
summer.
Friday, February 23, 2007
TV RATINGS - 2/21/2007
TV RATINGS - 2/21/2007
>From PEX
Research by Jun Jun aska26ph2001@...
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Posted by cybermyx
AGB OVERNIGHT RATINGS
Wednesday - February 21, 2007
Sis 13.0
Homeboy 12.0
Yellow Handkerchief 19.6
Pilipinas Game KNB? 23.0
Eat Bulaga! 21.5
WoWoWee 23.7
Daisy Siete 19.4
Inocente De Ti 16.4
Muli 16.1
Princess Charming 15.2
Full House 16.4
Kapamilya Cinema 13.4
Jewel In The Palace 15.4
Pangako Sa 'Yo 9.8
24 Oras 26.8
TV Patrol World 22.3
Asian Treasures 31.2
Kapamilya Deal or No Deal 27.3
Super Twins 32.4
Maria Flordeluna 24.4
Bakekang 33.7
Sana Maulit Muli 27.1
Jumong 28.0
Maging Sino Ka Man 28.4
Starstruck 19.4
Princess Hours 19.8
Nuts Entertainment 14.0
Bandila 10.5
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Pride and piracy... from YOUNGBLOOD of INQUIRER.net
Pride and piracy
By Hans Pura
Inquirer
Last updated 01:05am (Mla time) 02/22/2007
I HAVE always known that buying pirated videodiscs is a crime. But because of the outrageous prices of movie tickets, buying bootleg copies of movies seems to have become socially acceptable. What used to be an embarrassing act is now being done by every Tom, Dick and Harry. Sometimes I see priests and even celebrities buying DVDs from the local dealer.
But who can blame them? Why spend P120 to watch a movie once when you can pay P50 to watch the same movie as many times as you want, at your convenience and in your own home? Why buy an original copy of a movie for P800 when you can buy an 8-in-1 DVD for P50?
We Filipinos are a pragmatic people. Many will say that the practical way to watch movies is through piracy. They seem to have a point. Why would a student like me buy original DVDs? I only get money by asking my parents and I'm surely not going to throw it away by buying overpriced products.
It's not surprising that the sales of original DVDs have dropped due to the proliferation of movie pirates. But what surprises me is that original DVD producers haven't done a thing to reverse the trend. If pirates can sell DVDs at affordable prices, can't the DVD producers do the same thing? If pirates can sell a DVD for P50, then I'm sure legitimate producers can also sell it at a price that is much lower than P800, considering that most movies make a lot of money.
Remember that infamous commercial, the one comparing stealing someone's things to buying pirated discs? The advertisement was meant to make you feel guilty. Its message was that the "legal" way to watch movies is going to the cinema.
Well, I have been doing just that for years already. I shell out a couple of hundred pesos a week just so I could watch current movies the "legal" way. I also make sure that I don't buy pirated DVDs of movies currently being shown in theaters.
But given the quality of movies being shown recently, I have been wondering whether to still watch movies in the theaters. Is it worthwhile to spend P100 to watch a non-substantial movie when I can just buy a DVD and give the difference to my church? It won't hurt the movie producers anyway since most bad movies make all the money.
I have been waiting for a certain movie musical ever since it started playing in the United States last Christmas. I wanted to watch it even more when it recently won the Golden Globe for best picture. It is the most-talked about movie in the United States and it still hasn't been shown here. But do you know that I can buy a clear copy of it anywhere where pirated DVDs are sold?
A large sum of money could have been earned by local theaters if only they had shown the movie before it was pirated. If I haven't bought a copy, it is not only because I'm supporting the movie but also because I love the movie industry. I am a movie enthusiast and movies are for me, the highest form of art. They are not just moving pictures but are also inspirations. I am not going to kill them by supporting pirates.
Stopping piracy is going to be tough. The entertainment industry must first convince the people to stop tolerating piracy. I know it looks impossible, but it can be done. They have started showing anti-piracy commercials but those efforts are futile. They should pursue the campaign by lowering the prices of movie tickets in theaters. Filipinos love to watch movies, but many have stopped going to the cinemas because it has become too costly. But if they can afford to watch movies again, then they will probably go to the theaters more often.
It would also help if Hollywood movies were brought to Manila faster. Nothing beats watching movies in a comfortable theater with a big screen.
But as soon as the entertainment industry is done with its job, the citizens should do the rest. We must never tolerate any form of piracy. We must work together to prevent the movie industry from dying.
Hans Pura, 17, is a senior at De La Salle Zobel.
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