Have a Kit Kat

I made a silly mistake of signing on to take three modular ICU courses in my appraisal last year. A maximum of two months is given to the staff to complete each module. It took me a year to finish one, only because the most part of it - I completed three days ago. I should be so damn proud of myself.

I still have two more modules to tackle then I should be ready to sit down with my Boss to review whether I deserve to jump up to the next pay scale: I reckon a few pennies to catch inflation, pay the monthly mortgage and keep me off sleeping rough outside under the streetlamps. Not to mention the cosmic bloody tax. The fate of my bank book’s equilibrium depends on whether or not my Boss agrees that I meet the knowledge and skills required for my post. Such a pretty sad wanky life I had this week.

And I feel really bad for being unable to update this blog. Most of the time I spent trying to make sense of the tedious squiggles on a strip of paper caused by electrical good fortune or mishaps that occur inside a grumpy old turd’s heart. It is fascinating to find out how the heart could draw an ugly picture of you. Especially if you’re miserable, eat lots of pies, and your best friend is a fag called Benny (I mean Benson & Hedges). I don’t mean to put you off the smokes, guys. I still think smoking remains the one stiffened finger raised to authority. It is definitely cool. Although. I have to say, your heart’s rhythm may look like Count Dracula’s bad teeth if you’re not lucky. No worries, you can always give up red meat if you’re not ready to stomp your butt of choice. I heard that chocolates are good for your heart.

Phytochemicals known as flavanols, which are found in chocolate, fruits and vegetables, can boost the levels of nitric oxide in the blood of smokers and reverse some of their smoking-related impairment in blood vessel function according to a study by the American College of Cardiology two years ago. So I’m tucking in a huge chunky milky bar and lots of veg. Somebody slipped this rude magazine with loads of free goodies ( a kitkat, dvd and funky eyewear) in the groceries this morning. I’m not sure what to do with the 3D specs.

The Revolution Will Not Be Televised

If you watch way too much TV, is against the war, and care about the environment, there is a pretty high chance that you are a communist or even better; you could be the Antichrist. Yippee! Thanks to Neuro Linguistic Programming and Neuro Associative programming. The red colour is a Neuro-Associative re-conditioning for the RED flag. We have all been brainwashed to communism. I have read from a fellow nurse-blogger who came across this information from nutters he would rather not link to so as not to increase their website’s Google ranking.

I tested it the other day by staring hard at the red BBC logo. Et Voilà! :

“Wala tayong maaasahang
Bathala o manunubos
Kayát ang ating kaligtasáy
Nasa ating pagkilos.
Manggagawa bawiin ang yaman
Kaisipáy palayain
Ang maso ay ating hawakan
Kinabukasáy pandayin…”

I was singing the communist anthem whilst marching to an imaginary orchestra playing "La Marseillaise". I also couldn't stop raising my left arm with hands clenched as if I was a puppet and some mysterious power was pulling the strings. Scary.

This reminded me of my gramps ( I mentioned in my previous post here ) who showed us in the 80’s that by erasing a few of the sun’s rays in the RPN 9 ( a local Philippine TV network ) logo, you can come up with the hammer and sickle communist symbol. He told us of the subliminal message that will apparently prepare us for the revolutionary takeover. Then came another historic period in my childhood TV life. ‘Voltes V’ was banned by President Marcos. Children all over the land cried as they really love the action-packed anime series. How could children understand the political messages ‘hidden’ inside the story line is beyond me.

“Speculations abound that the show could be used by activists who might use it as a tool to create a revolution similar to the Ilokula, or use it as part of a class struggle leading to socialism or communism, or the freeing of the "slave" class in the Philippines (Voltes V might serve as a code name by the rebels and its song as a password, such as the phenomena of Grândola Vila Morena in Portugal's Carnation Revolution in 1974).” Another issue claimed by some was that the Emperor Zambajil's name (sometimes spelled Zambojil or Zambujil) was changed into Ferdinand, General Bergan's name was changed to Fabian or Vergan(for Fabian Ver - Marcos's Chief-of-Staff of the Philippine Military at that time), etc. which intended to mock the administration. Also, Voltes V was planning a people's revolution throughout the series and Marcos feared he would end up like Zambajil, overthrown by his own people including the "nobility". [wikipedia] Ha ha ha ha!!!
I couldn’t find that old logo but the simple RPN in red background will do just fine. “What utter bonkers!” I thought. Okey, Benedicto, the founder of the TV station is from Negros where peasants working in large tracts of sugar plantation were dying everyday of starvation: good ground for mass uprising, but how could a super-rich media tycoon like him allowed subliminal messages about his downfall on his network? Well, just like Ripley’s ‘Believe It or Not’, after the 1986 EDSA People Power Revolution, all of the stocks and assets of RPN were sequestered by the Presidential Commission on Good Government (PCGG) under Aquino. Not exactly communist, but still revolutionary at that time.

That was twenty years ago. Now you can watch 'The Lost Tomb of Jesus' in the Discovery Channel without the annoying dictator pulling the plug. And nobody takes the mick when an arch-conservative cardinal in his Lenten Speech last week gives a warning of an Antichrist who is “a pacifist, ecologist and ecumenist”. It's funny that the Antichrist is a bit like Christ Himself. LOL!