A 4-point lecture on the newest flavor of the month

Me on my bike, buying a bus ticket for my endless, pathless travels


Contractors are the newest flavor of the month, on the perennial issue of corruption. Or should I say, rather, they and their connects in government are the newest whipping boys of the “class-conscious” commentariat.

Most of us are now focused on the Discayas and the other contractors listed by PH President Ferdinand “Bongbong” Marcos (BBM).

Not a big problem with me. The guilty ones must indeed be pilloried from post to post, at least in social media and other public arena if not in the courts and penal colonies where they belong.

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At the bottom of a ravine

I will put the choices very simply for you.

You’re riding a bus from Baguio to Sagada. You notice that the driver is a brash young boy, most probably inexperienced, perhaps even a college brat out for kicks. The bus already had a few heart-stopping near-accidents just out of Sayangan, then in Buguias, then again in Sinto and after Mt. Data–all because of the amateurish driver’s carelessness.

IRAIA thoughts
IRAIA thoughts

Then, as the bus negotiates the steep trail to Sabangan, it happens. The driver goes into a hairpin turn, barely manages it, finds out the brakes are no longer working, careens inches away from a ravine, and is finally stopped–only through sheer luck–by a short upslope road grade.

The driver insists that the bus can still make it to Sagada, or at least to the Dantay junction. But most passengers want to get down, catch their breaths, hopefully flag down the next bus, perhaps even walk to the next junction where they can hire a jeepney instead. Continue reading “At the bottom of a ravine”