Showing posts with label Human Society. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Human Society. Show all posts

Sunday, August 18, 2019

Fixing the Broken Windows


Fixing the Broken Windows
Valred Olsim – The Eternal Student
The solutions to our society’s ills are right under our noses but we tend to look far, even up to the moon for answers. What if, the answer to criminality and chaos is simple cleanliness? What if maintaining order only requires the fixing of ‘broken windows’?
The broken windows theory, credited for New York’s crime rate decline in the 1990s, is a criminological theory that states that visible signs of crimeanti-social behavior, and civil disorder create an urban environment that encourages more crime and disorder, including serious crimes. That, addressing these through persistent cleaning and maintenance of public spaces will deter said tendencies and ultimately promote order and community development. Academics James Q. Wilson and George L. Kelling first introduced the broken windows theory in an article entitled "Broken Windows", for The Atlantic Monthly.  The title comes from the following example: “Consider a building with a few broken windows. If the windows are not repaired, the tendency is for vandals to break a few more windows. Eventually, they may even break into the building, and if it's unoccupied, perhaps become squatters or light fires inside. Or consider a pavement. Some litter accumulates. Soon, more litter accumulates. Eventually, people even start leaving bags of refuse from take-out restaurants there or even break into cars.”
A disorderly and chaotic area represents mismanagement and inefficiency, and on the part of the people, disobedience and lawlessness. That is why Mayor Isko of Manila made it a point to clean the streets first before any other business of the day, or why many politicians pride themselves of their clean and orderly places, or why Singapore’s Lee Kwan Yew made no apologies in penalizing litterers, or why Japan is the progressive Japan that it is, or why “Cleanliness is next to Godliness”. Obviously, the way our place looks reflects the people that we are. Simple disorder creates more disorder, simple trash invites more trash.
This philosophy ultimately produces a noble repercussion to its citizens and the place as a whole – the community becomes invested in the orderly place and will help in protecting and preserving it. The idea will inspire community policing, and ultimately, community development and pride of place.
Cleaning is not just cleaning. Fixing windows is not just fixing. It is the answer that we sometimes underestimate, the solution that we refuse to accept.

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The VolunTourism Organization is still accepting volunteers not only for tourism, but for all community development works. Interested individuals and groups may visit us at the La Trinidad Tourism Office to register and schedule activities or volunteer works. They may also contact us at 09294619617 or through email at valredsmail@yahoo.com. Our organization also wish to express our heartfelt to our tireless volunteers who sacrifice even a couple of hours for the community. Salamat! Iyaman! Thank you!

Monday, October 2, 2017

Likely Unlikely

I regained my consciousness two hours before midnight and found a different crowd. Still, the spirits have swayed the attendees to imagine intimate friendships – so much for a coffee to gin decision when you haven’t been inebriated for some time. Coffee shops are now a thing in Baguio and La Trinidad, but the old bars in Assumption where we spent our college lives have not lost its charm.

“So who do we believe now?” the younger millennial (or centennial) looked at me like a sage because maybe ten years made the difference on our outlook in life. Believe me, we can sub-categorize millennials further; the ‘Xennials’, or the older millennials who must have breached 35 by now, the “90s kids” like us who had the best childhood, and the “centennials” or the post-millennial generation.

“Definitely not fake news” it hit me that I have spent the last two hours explaining how media works, and how online-trolls become weapons for propaganda – the ‘like-generating-system’ to a web-content which gives the impression that a certain post is popular and therefore publicly-accepted. The teenagers which must have been tailing us for hours, expressed their distrust to the ‘traditional media’, and felt that the alternative/new media is more organic and tells the real stories. If it wasn’t a face-to-face conversation, we would have bashed each other like cyber-trolls do – but, ‘personal dialogues’ will forever humanize us.

From our conversations, I could clearly imagine the alarming extent of social media as part of their lives. Although I do check my facebook a lot, these teenagers confessed of much worse tendencies like; deleting an uploaded photo when nobody hits a ‘like’ button in ten minutes, choosing a boyfriend who has a good camera “so he could take great FB/Instagram perfect shots”, and even joining a certain Facebook ‘FAME’ group which assures hundreds of ‘likes’ and can elevate their posts to ‘viral-status’ (because topping their bucket list is to become ‘viral’ someday). That desperate need of social media attention is definitely today’s youngsters’ tragedy.

“Not everything that is viral is true” I repeated. Having a few viral posts in the last two years, I personally knew the feeling of affirmation in having a post that was ‘liked’ by thousands of people. It will be hypocrisy to deny that fleeting euphoria that it gave. But just like most people I know who experienced brief social-media fame, disillusionment often follows. After their popularity, most of them became inactive social-media users. Perhaps just like in real life, we only strive for something that we do not have. We finally lose interest when we finally get what we wish for. Unless, it is part of our jobs. Hopefully not because we are addicted to it.

In this generation measured by buttons and where our value depends on digital thumb-ups, we have to log out more often to protect ourselves from the chaos and stress of the ‘social media’ world. It is likely unlikely that our idea of social-connectivity through social-media does not connect us at all. On the contrary it divides us to binary codes; Dutertards or Dilawan, Liberals or Republicans, Like or Exit, black or white. Stressful indeed.

What we really need now is to get out more often. Be in the moment, away from the sucking whirlpool of this modern digital tradition. Maybe get a coffee, tea, or gin with a good crowd. It is likely that this is what we need this Tuesday. After all, coffee shops are now a thing in Baguio-La Trinidad.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

My Japan Experience (Part 2 of 5)

We arrived at Tokyu Inn at Okaido, Matsuyama City about past dinner after many hours of passing by farms, forests, and coastal towns. The city is different from Kobe where we came from. Kobe City is a very new city which was actually rebuilt from the rubbles of disaster, while Matsuyama is an older one which had survived the rage of typhoons for many years because it was sheltered by mountains. Still, it has the cleanliness and order of Singapore, and the feel of a Baguio city night because of the autumn season.

We met a towering Japanese man in his 30s who introduced himself as Masuda (san). We later found out that he was the coordinator from JOCA (Japanese Overseas Coordinating  Agency) who will coordinate all our activities for the program. He guided us until we checked-in in our comfortable rooms. There was the bath tub, the bed, the TV….and of course, the wifi. Great! Not bad for a two week stay at the hotel.  

Surely, the day went fast to another dinner, and because we were in a foreign country, we decided to have it somewhere with a foreign touch – no convenient store, no mcdonalds…it must be a Japanese restaurant. We finally settled in a place with “300” on it because we assumed that the meals must be about 300 yen. After spending an average of about 800 yen for every meal, we figured that we can save our allowance with this 300 restaurant. Without any picture on their menu, and servers who can’t speak much English, we were doomed to just order ramen (haha).  Well, some were brave enough to just order anything to their delight/ surprise/ disappointment depending on who you ask. What surprised us most actually is when one of us attempted to offer a ‘tip’ to the server. The young server’s color drained as he immediately said: “no stealing!” We were quickly reminded that we are not in the Philippines anymore, and that the Japanese find giving ‘tips’ offensive or insulting.
The famous/'infamous' 300 resto/bar haha
It finally hit us that we were really in a ‘sake bar’ (surprise, surprise). My thoughts drifted to what I am doing with my life, while my batch mates are taking the Bar exams, I’m here in a bar..drinking my beer. It makes a funny story, but what’s funnier is the realization that there is so much in our Filipino culture/attitude that we have to change:

First is our culture of “entitlement”.  A friend said you would distinguish a filipino from a foreigner, not by how he looks but for how he acts. A Filipino will leave his plates on the table after he dines, he doesn’t have the initiative to help the servers by returning his tray to the wash area. In his mind, such is the waiters’ job and that he is entitled to that full service. In Japan, and in many developed countries, what they get they put it back. This applies to a lot of issues – we do not segregate our garbage because we think that it the basurero’s job, we do not clean our surroundings because we think that we are paying taxes, and that it is the government’s job: trabaho nila yan eh, ba’t pa natin gagawin? We felt entitled to a lot of things. This tendency can even explain the view that the Philippines has a ‘beggar culture’ (I’ll explain this in another blog article), or even our 'pa-sosyal culture'. Or even the reason why we don't promote bicycles as a common mode for transportation when many of our neighboring countries have already done so.

Second, is our money-centered attitude. The server’s reaction towards the ‘tip’ sprouted from their very old culture that those who hold the most money are the dirtiest. In fact in ancient Japan, the merchants (business people) are said to be the lowest in the social ranks (lower than the farmers). This is also evident in their economic practice of “stakeholder capitalism”. Such system doesn’t put the biggest regard on money-gaining, but on ‘efficiency’ in their work. Mostly, their dream is becoming the best of what they do, and not about getting the most money. In the Philippines, many people are worshiping money in a sad state of corrupt “garapalan” system. A friend told me that a japanese who visits the Philippines every year notices that the road is always re-blocked every time he visits our country. He whispered, “If this happens in my country, the engineer or contractor would have committed suicide…” In the Philippines? Nahhh…

Third, is our culture of mediocrity. “Tama na yan…Okay na yan..” Such is our mantra towards a sad state of backwardness. We do not have the initiative to do the best and become the best because we tend to easily box ourselves in a helpless case of excuse. I’m just being honest:  I also find this in my character.

Fourth, is ‘blaming’. We have the tendency to blame everyone and everything for something that we could’ve changed and we can change our selves. As of writing this, a so-called intellectual accused me of praising a colonial power which had abused our country in the war, (while he is working for a Spanish company). We must understand that we are living in different times in which we all have learned the scourge of war. But to blame them for our economic status, or for our personal problems? Besides, one cannot blame a whole race because of some political policies of a few people. But then, we are one of the most racist people in the world.

Perhaps we were raised that way. When we were kids we were conditioned to believe that Filipinos are the best people in the world, even though in many times, we are not. How does the story go again? There was the Filipino, American, Japanese, and 'Negro' (yup we were raised not to be politically correct from the start) having a contest in which the Filipino always wins somehow. So its no wonder that we regard ourselves so special to entitle us with many things, or to just 'blame others'. (Another blog article about Filipino monkey pride is coming).

Sorry for going on heavy again. But, I don't want to be that guy who was given the rare opportunity to travel and learn, but haven't learned anything, or haven't shared anything. So sorry again but, the truth will hurt most of the time. There is still hope though. There is still hope for change...:)
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The next day, we attended the briefing for the activities in Ehime. We met with the JOCA heads and JICA representatives. Well, lectures can be boring sometimes, so I’ll just post our picture with our coordinators (below). (Maro-san (yup, just like the km.4 restaurant hehe), the one with the fan on the right, would guide us in our Omishima Islands adventure in the coming days).

Briefing at Matsuyama Community Center

Click link for Part 1 ---------> Japan experience (Part 1)
Click  link for Part 3--------->Japan Experience (part 3 of 5)


Monday, June 4, 2012

Recollection of Culture


A recollection of my culture
(By: Valred Olsim)

When I was in high school, we were often grouped according to the language we spoke in preparation for cultural presentations. Those events left me a lasting impression that language, culture, and ethnicity are parts of the same concept. Perhaps, I was not matured enough to bother myself in knowing their difference, even though  I can proudly identify myself as a “full blooded Igorot” and speak Kankana-ey and Baguio-Benguet Ilokano fluently aside from English and Filipino. It is, however, in my college years that I contemplated about culture and discovered that culture is not merely language, or those ethnic dances and tribal art, but a very “complex whole encompassing almost all human activities and ideas that is shared by members of a society”. Thus, the way of life of a society in a period of time is a defining factor in studying individual cultures, including my own.


In hindsight, I belong to the human society.  Throughout its history, humans have fashioned universal ways and concepts which are closely linked to their existence. For instance, the concept of working to eat, regardless of how it is done, received great regard from different societies. Trade and industries sprung from this need, and knowledge became a pre-requisite to working in such production-based societies.  As a child, I was conditioned to stay in a learning environment in preparation for a degree and ultimately to work in the professional society. Although I was not influenced by the ‘fad’ of taking-up nursing after high school, it is my belief that the whole educational system was a culture in itself which is very important to the life of humans. Clearly, that alone is an indication that society promotes a culture that is basic towards human sustenance – work.

As a member of the human society, it was also a natural tendency for me to “communicate”. I was lucky to know a few dialects together with the national language, and although there were complicated debates on whether ‘culture created language’ or the other way around, which is; ‘language created culture’, I am inclined to believe both, at least to some extent. In my opinion, the main human culture is to communicate, and language is only a tool, thus, culture may have created language. However, I also believe that language may create culture in a way that language can create a subculture. For instance, the ‘Jejemon culture’ in today’s generation sprouted from the radical creativity of today’s youth in ‘text messaging’. Perhaps, the message is the medium, thus, language may have been redefined by the wave of technical gadgets and the abundance and younger generation’s celebration or reaction to everything that is “new”. Back in my years for instance, as a teenager, we played heavy metal rock as a way to express ourselves and consequently as a way to communicate. Our music preference which contains rebellious language guided us to wearing dark clothes and tattered pants, having ear-piercings and long hair. We also engaged ourselves into excessive drinking, and other compromising activities – a subculture which must be enjoyed by the so called “rockers”. Hence, language may create culture, although language remains to be the basic vehicle of cultural life including various belief systems.

I was born and raised in La Trinidad, Benguet. The town is originally an agricultural town but was dramatically urbanized due to the inviting development of Baguio City, its neighboring town which is a center for various trades in the Cordillera region. The development encouraged migration from its neighboring municipalities and provinces – from the Kankana-eys and Bontoks from Mt. Province to Ilocanos and Tagalogs from the lowlands. This predicament turned La Trinidad into a multi-cultural society – each migrating groups bringing, to some extent, their ideas, belief systems and other ‘ways of life’. As a child, I am exposed to these different cultures, in fact my parents are not originally from here; my father came from Bauko, Mt. Province and Irisan, Baguio City, and my mother, from Bontoc and Sabangan, Mt. Province, that is why I recognize the familiar celebration requiring butchering of pigs and inviting the community to partake in it, or those ethnic dances from those different cultural origins. However, even these old traditions were modernized and influenced by different cultures. Celebrations in a typical family in La Trinidad serve western foods, and adopt the cooking of different provinces, aside from the traditional “a-nger”. Another manifestation for example is when the traditional dances were modernized or made into a ‘modern-traditional’ hybrid. There is much influence and inter-marriage of cultures that I can’t seem to bother if what I witness is a main culture or not. The good thing about a multicultural society, however, is that diversity and variety which, for me, prevents boredom and monotony. We simply have the taste of all worlds. Aside from these apparent cultural influences, another influencing factor to my tendencies, or rather, to my belief system is religion.

Christianity was ultimately embraced by the Philippines in its centuries of struggle against the Spanish colonizers, albeit, it took time penetrating the strapping mountains of the Cordillera region. Nevertheless, I was raised by my parents in a Christian family home – going to mass every Sundays, attending Sunday schools, and the adherence to a Christian-guided concept of morality. However, there was a nagging self in me that asks ‘why?’ and ‘what?’ and ‘how come?’ - I am, fortunately, a natural skeptic. Thus, aside from religion, I embraced philosophy as a way of how I study and evaluate my life, my existence and almost everything that I can grasp in this world. I was first fascinated with existentialism before I took metaphysics seriously. Is it possible that one can deviate from a commonly accepted faith and embrace a self-acquired belief system? I am not sure. If the premise of culture is something that is “acquired by humans as members of a society”, it is also quite noting that the history of humans had echoed tales of conflict, rebellion and opposition as an essential pre-requisite to the rise of another culture, thus, deviation to another belief system can grow to another culture or sub-culture.

My exposure towards a multi-cultural and unstable society often makes me doubt who I am in this world. If a repetitive pattern of action or tendency presents itself into a society, shall I be compelled to abide by it? Should it necessarily arouse general acceptance? I have a strong leaning to believe that my generation did not only openly accept cultures or sub-cultures that were presented to us by our parents, neighborhood or the community, but by simple tools, like say: the television. Television which found special places in the house of every modern family, in a way, became an escape from reality – the immersion to this ‘great moving images formed by little dots of insignificant light’. In its own self, television has become a new religion, albeit, the same traditional need for entertainment by societies. People watch it to be happy, to get through by the day, to relieve them from things that they don’t want to see. However, it also bombarded us with numerous information; of commercials and Ads which have turned us into willing consumers, controlled by the psychology that reality exists on that box-like frame. It controls us and forces us to oblige on a standard; that being beautiful is to look like models, and that we have to try their product to become one, that we have to eat “this” or to do “that” in order to be “in” – it fed us with a rotten culture of vanity which ultimately became a sub-culture that is blindly accepted by a society. I saw this happened in my younger years, unfortunately, it had increased considerably in this time because of the internet and other social-media.

When I was in college, I stumbled upon the concept of “culture industry” while doing a literary research for my prose. This concept introduced me to the idea that while culture is acquired from spontaneous experiences of groups and changes to adapt to their needs, there is also a powerful system that is maintained to manufacture culture for profit, hence the term ‘culture industry’. In my teenage years, I willingly succumbed to these manipulating strategies; I bought bracelets which I do not need because the television said that it is a fashion trend, I listened to pop music because the radio taught the general public that pop music is “in”, I remember buying baggy six-pocket-pants, because almost everyone was wearing it in my time and because, for some reason, a powerful market head decided to introduce and create a “cool fad” which is, ‘wearing baggy pants’. To have thought of using culture to dictate tendencies of people only shows that culture, in its complexity, is very important in the human society

Although sociologists may still maintain that culture should be spontaneous, there are, albeit, few attempts of groups to create a culture that may be suitable for themselves. Parisian art students, for example, vandalized their wall with a quote that reads, ‘Culture is dead, now let us start creating’. Perhaps one reason that prompted them to do such move is the existence of cultures that are not just favorable to the modern generation but also promotes a culture of backwardness. As a law student, we often encounter laws that are oppressive which are based on a bias society. There are laws that lean to a chauvinistic male society, like concubinage in comparison with adultery, or the difference of penalties between sexes. Come to think of it, law students and lawyers also have a sub-culture of their own that only they understand.

Indeed, culture encompasses a complicated entirety that is related to the human way of life. There are uncertainties on the basis of how people regard things as culture or not because its complexity is as intricate as the human tendency itself. Lord Raqlan once defined it as “..rougly anything we do, and monkeys don’t”. Personally, I have given a few glimpse of what I regard as culture and sub-culture according to how I’ve experienced life in my 24 years of living. I have given my doubts on how I can weigh that which is a culture and sub-culture because I also doubt my own perception on how to distinguish them from each other. I have doubts because I believe that my generation was the most affected recipient and victim of the technological explosion which distorted the traditional definition of culture. Mahatma Gandhi theorized that, “..no culture can live if it remains to be exclusive”. He may be right. The society today is different; a neighbor can be a cowboy from Texas, USA or a factory worker in China. Through the internet, television, and mobile gadgets, our societies have closely knitted itself into the human fabric. This predicament displaced the traditional cultures or sub-cultures that were introduced to us by the older generation. As the tools and the mediums change according to the need of humans, cultures have also been transformed, and needless to say, mine was not spared. As a resident of the world, looking at the TV as a window, and talking to foreigners through the internet as neighbors; I am a member of many societies where I can adopt many cultures.

I may be wrong on some of my ideas about culture, but then, I can only deduct that everything which I have embraced according to my own perception of a ‘way of life’ is my culture. I’m not pessimistic about the existence of culture; in fact I highly regard its importance in our society and civilization of humanity. As my existentialist hero, Albert Camus, said, “Without culture, and the relative freedom it implies, society, even when perfect, is but a jungle. This is why any authentic creation is a gift to the future.”