He was, my friend said, a very nice guy – by nice I presume it meant something else, but I didn’t bother interrupt my friend when she was in reminiscing mode. “Medyo close lang naman kami,” my friend recalled while gazing upwards on our tambayan’s tent’s ceiling. Although I’m from CAL – the College of Arts and Letters, the acronym being the most commonly used jargon in UP – I rarely go to the College’s building unless I have official business to do there, i.e. class, and I am always present at the AS building – the Palma Hall, non-UPians. Being a devout loiterer of the AS building I am pretty sure I have seen Cris before, when and where and how it happened I already forgot. In case you didn’t know Cris Anthony Mendez died from serious internal hemorrhage incurred from fraternity hazing. My thesaurus didn’t find the word “hazing” itself, but it suggested a related term, “haze,” meaning state of obscurity, dazed, tranced. If these were the implied definitions in fraternity hazing, it could be that neophytes, just inches away from being true-blooded members of their respective frats, are supposed to be in a considerable level of being out of kilter. This is only a theory for I am no frat man myself, but if you analyze the term and it’s contextual projected use, there should be no mention of the word that starts with a letter D and rhymes with Death (you get my point, I presume), right? But it happened, had recently happened, and it will continually happen IF authorities concerned would just shrug their calloused shoulders in the faces of the victims’ bereft. Of course, we see some valuable effort in trying to figure the whereabouts of the perpetrators, but it just isn’t enough. You can have all alumni drop off their membership, and the stench remains. We don’t have to wait until every aspiring brod turns into an amorphous mass of tissues and muscles, unless of course they advocate the idea in which case we have to assault them with battering rams. I couldn’t be so pessimistic and apathetic – he’s from my school, I should give a fart. Let’s hope the investigations carry on and all efforts will not be futile. Don’t raise that white flag yet or I’ll have to stuff your throat with a flagpole. We can’t bring Cris to life, but we can do something to revive the hopefulness of the distressed.
My friend fondly remembers Cris having danced the song “Bebot” in their class. He cavorted with glee, and I guess a little feeling of embarrassment, but they had fun. Now, Cris will be fondly remembered.
Horrifying news in UP. Smoking is now banned – can you believe that, in UP? Last Thursday my friend Anne and I were having snacks at one certain canteen at the
You have to be a smoker to say that there really is no point in doing all these. But of course nothing can dissuade us. We still smoke even in the designated NO SMOKING areas. I just feel bad that our suki had all their stocks of cigarette withdrawn from their shelves. Now we have to buy yosi outside the campus. How sadistic can it get? Even my professors who are smokers totally disagree with such a stupid move for the simple reason that it is stupid and not well thought of. For one, the campus is so huge the authorities concerned wouldn’t be able to monitor every single person inside the campus’ premises – how would you keep a c. 500-ha university free from cigarette smokers? And can’t they pass a very useful law for the benefit of every one else? Besides, I have this weird feeling that one or two of the proponents of this law are smokers. Don’t try bludgeoning me with facts about the risks of smoking – I’ve heard all of them.
The more stupid thing is, they’re trying to ban students from smoking but they can’t even do something about frat-related issues. Says much about the officials, don’t you think?