Monday, June 29, 2009

Latest Rants or Ramblings?

Right on! Well who else will dump their junk on my computer other than the first blogger suspect that I had in mind. Yeah the same person that had my computer infected with virus. She is actually notorious! Mind 'ya she's got too many friends here in the blogosphere. Is she in jail? That's too bad. OMG! Aahahha.

Now you know why too many wants to be in jail nowadays. WHY? They were first priority being given the workload!

Yeah people we are back in the NAZI Camp I think.

You have to be a cellmate to keep on WORKING. What a life!

While us the very significant people who are more QUALIFIED were out of job. Something to think about. You know this reminds me of those who were imprisoned in the jailhouse in Philippines.

I was in High School in that period of time and near our school is the MP Station. MP= Military Police. In that Military Police Detention there are at least 50 prisoners there inside who were charged with minor offenses like AWOL, those who were charged of rebellion like caught in demo-rally against the government, robbery, brawls, etc. The gate to that detention has an upper steel bars, barbed wires along the top concrete walls and those prisoners can able to look outside. The gate is facing the road where me and my classmates used to passed by going in and out of school. We're allowed to pass that area besides we have the ID's and also those prisoners are not really dangerous. My friends are just fearless maybe because of what our parents instilled in us. We are PROTECTED from any aggression. That I have to be thankful of. Also there are too many MP guards in and out of the area. Know what? These prisoners are taught how to make a living while inside the prison. Sometimes they will call us at the gate if we want to buy some of their handicrafts.

"Sige na neng, bilhin mo na ang ginawa naming crafts dito. Kailangan namin ng pangyosi" sabi nung isang prisonero.

Shocking! Ngek! No way. Ano kami uto-uto! We keep on moving and just passed the area without saying a word. Even they keep on haggling for their crafts.

However we stopped by when there is a court session also beside the detention site. The court room has jaloussy windows that are open for public viewing. My classmates and I used to peeped in through the windows to the delight of the judge and lawyers. We listened for about a minute or two just to listen or curious to know what's happening at the court room. When the debate gets warmed up like some kind of "slapstick" going back and forth between the defendant and the prosecutor we stayed for a while while we eat hot fishballs with dripping spicy sauce.