had to make a trip to tiaong to pay ameliar — medyo late, so merong penalty, but also got to pay 3 years in advance with a nice discount — and stayed on in the elias house for some days.
it’s been good, this distance from the literary soap opera unfolding, of adam david”s reluctant david to anvil’s glowering goliath. read adam’s side here: http://himaamsir.blogspot.com/. it would be good to hear, too, from anvil publishing and the two writers, i.e., the complainants/ editors of the anthology Fast Food Fiction Delivery that adam played around with via a randomizer in the spirit of literary criticism. who would have thought anvil et al could would be so displeased, get so pikon, as though there were no other way to take it, except as an affront, when in fact it raised positive interest in the book — i wanted to get me a copy, see for myself what is fast food about it ba talaga and what the short short stories (around 500 words) of literary fat cats are like.
the even bigger surprise was, is, the reaction when adam simply took down the website on the dictated day rather than contend with a costly lawsuit: tila na-disappoint ang literary establishment — man up daw! tila they were really just raring to fight adam in a court of law, and no where else, i guess because in a free and intelligent and sophisticated (as opposed to sophomoric) debate, baka wala silang panalo? worse, kami raw na pumirma sa statement of support for adam ay mga did-not-know-what-we-were-doing sort of people. grabe naman.
disclosure: adam designed my book revo routes, including the maps; i’ve since come to know him better through his works posted online. in his place, i would have taken down the website, too. who needs the extra aggravation. ang pikon, talo.
the distance has also been good for my bernal book project. given minimal distractions — spotty internet connection and no cable TV in the dining room where i’m set up with laptop and wifi — i have finally finished a rough timeline of the life and films of national artist ishmael bernal based on clippings of feature articles and movie reviews published from the early 1970s to his death in 1996, clippings contained in huge albums that ishmael himself, and then jorge arago, kept updated, including the goodbyes and eulogies from june to december ’96. some 200 pieces, along with ishma’s journal and transcripts of taped conversations, that i encoded in the summer of 2012 at the height of my grief over jorge. next, i prepare for interviews with some of his family, friends, and colleagues, hopefully to fill in the blanks and flesh out the curves. work in progress, with quite a way to go.
distance notwithstanding, caught snatches of the house of reps’ BBL hearing graced by the president’s peace corps of elderlies and not-so-elderlies. clearly the hope is that an acceptable BBL will be passed maybe in a couple of months or so, in time for the october filing of candidacy for the 2016 election of bangsamoro officials. clearly there will be no proper transition period to prepare the bangsamoros to govern themselves. in 2010 the MILF said that upon the enactment of a law creating the bangsamoro autonomous region, they would need a 7-year interim period to prepare for a plebiscite, and then for the 2016 elections and self-government. the palace said a 6-year interim would do, obviously expecting that a comprehensive agreement and then a bangsamoro law could be churned out in a jiffy. LOL. no one foresaw that the president’s best efforts would come to this. mamasapano aside, a railroaded BBL in the offing, and no transition period to speak of — is there even time for a credible plebiscite? recipe for disaster. what else is new.
meanwhile, commiserating with mary jane…