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Crime against Nature

Acacia trees line the highway between Angeles City and San Fernando. Photo by Rey Maniago (From the Facebook album: End of an Era).

Acacia trees line the highway between Angeles City and San Fernando. Photo by Rey Maniago (From the Facebook album: End of an Era).

Call me strange... call me an old fashioned tree-hugging hippie... but the killing of trees have always sent chills down mine spine since I was a kid. For the past few days now, the Philippine government, through its local agents, has been murdering the trees that line the highway between Angeles and San Fernando for its road widening project. You can always build roads...but you can never replace the lives of thousands of tree that have been there since our grandparents' time.

Posted on: July 22,2009 07:07 PM  |  comments ( 6 )  |  » read more

Daya ding Magdarame

Bloody bamboo flagellae. Photo by Brunu Tiotuico

Bloody bamboo flagella (whip) photographed by Brunu (Alexandre) Dayrit Tiotuico, April 2009.

 

Last Good Friday, 10 April 2009, I went with young Kapampangan artists Borj Meneses, Allan David, Brunu Tiotuico and Dennis Guiwan to witness the annual Pamagparaya kareng Magdarame (Bleeding of the Flagellants) at the Pampang Public Market Area in Barangay Lourdes Northwest, Angeles City. I used to be fascinated with the event and always made it a point to tour my visiting foreign friends to the area every Good Friday.

But this year I just found it a bit makapangablad (dreadful) and makariri (gross..."eeewy," ngana pin Borj). The atmosphere was like Cebu's Sinulog Festival gone bloody mad...literally...very bloody. Everything was surreal. The streets as far as the eye can see are caked with dried blood under the extra heat of the summer sun...with the occassional fresh pools of blood here and there. The walls, posts, and street stalls selling food are also caked with droplets of blood splattered by hundreds of magdarame (flagellants). The whole street is packed by gangs of magdarame from end to end. You see a young magdarame sitting by the food stalls, still caked in blood, drinking a softdrink with his girlfriend, while another magdarame has his arm around his buddy, magdarame sharing jokes, rubbing bloody flesh to bloody flesh. In the background you could smell the scent of roasting meat from the countless barbecue stalls that line the streets. The barbecue sauce was just too dark red for comfort. It's just like Tidtad Massacre (Copyright Teytey Bermudo and Tito & Toti Tanganco) gone wild.

I've seen lots of festivals where people splash each other with water (San Juan-an in Betis, Libad nang Apung Iru in Apalit and Songkran in Thailand), or the Indian festival where they pelt you with coloured dusts, or those Japanese festivals where they rub your face and clothes with mud or soot...but a festival where you spray, sprinkle, splash and rub blood at each other? As an advocate of Kapampangan culture, I would not like the  age old tradition to die out...but would it be a bother for the understaffed and underbudgetted Department of Health to at least test all participants for HIV before they allow them to become magdarame?

Photo of Kit Tayag as a Magdarame by Jon Tanganco last April 6, 2009

Kit Tayag, a young Kapampangan artist from Angeles City, Philippines, still practices pámagdaráme, the ritual flagellation practiced by young Kapampangan Catholics during Holy Week. Photo by Jon Tanganco, April 6, 2009.

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Posted on: July 22,2009 07:17 PM  |  comments ( 1 )  |  » read more

Batikan a Magdarame

Photo of Kit Tayag as a Magdarame by Jon Tanganco last April 6, 2009

Kit Tayag, a young Kapampangan artist from Angeles City, Philippines, still practices pámagdaráme, the ritual flagellation practiced by young Kapampangan Catholics during Holy Week. Photo by Jon Tanganco, April 6, 2009.

MAGDARÁME (var. SASALIBATBAT), the Kapampángan word for Catholic devotees who flagellate themselves during MALÉLDO or “Holy Week.” It comes from the word DÁME, which means “to commiserate” or “join in one’s suffering.” The practice is accompanied by the chanting of the TAGULÉLE, the indigenous Kapampangan lamentation. The practice coincides with the traditional practice of PARÁYÂ or blood offering to the earth mother INDÛNG TÍBÛAN during KALÉLDO (the peak of summer) as a prayer for the coming of the rainy season.

 

BATIK is the Kapampangan word for tattoo. BATIKAN is an expert in any field whose exploits are commemorated as tattoos on his body.

 

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Posted on: July 22,2009 07:16 PM  |  comments ( 1 )  |  » read more

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