In the light of all the name calling of people reacting to early election results (with Grace Poe and Nancy Binay in top 12), I’d like to share how I’ve learned to use the word “bobo”.
We’ve heard the word “bobo” since we were kids, maybe some of us even heard it from our parents or teachers. It probably dates back to the time of our conquistadors, calling us “bobo” or “indio” to keep us subordinate and make us feel unworthy.
I’ve learned a powerful reframe of “bobo”. Let me share this story.
Walang bobo
I was fitting my barong at SM Makati a week before my wedding. Right outside the cubicle was a seamstress and her friend.
I overheared the seamstress telling her friend with much conviction: “Bobo kasi ako, eh.” [click to continue…]
I’m browsing through the social networks, and reading how some respectable friends are bashing Nancy Binay, Grace Poe or any other candidate who they feel do not deserve to win.
My friends, that’s how a democracy works. If some candidates you abhor are winning, that just means other Filipinos voted for the candidate. That’s all. Let’s respect that.
I feel bad because people I respect have allowed the bashing, have become part of the bullying. I see the insults and jokes spreading through tweets, fb, photos, memes.
Yes, maybe some are funny — I was laughing out loud at some memes. LOL! And when I think about the memes, I realize it’s actually MEAN. I decided to stop and call it FOUL! It’s cyber-bullying. FOUL! I’m calling it FOUL!
People don’t even realize how disrespectful it is. When we lash out insults at people, we actually reflect our own humane-ness or lack of it.
