Halata ang kamay ni Mike Arroyo

pareng vic, nalulungkot ako bakit hindi ka pa naging abogado kung ganyan ang paninindigan mo. eh kaso nasa pinanunumpaan ng mga abogado na huwag isiwalat ang anomang nalalaman tungkol sa mga bagay na pwedeng aminin ng at ipagtapat ng kleyente mo sayo. hanggat maari gagawa at gagawa ka ng argumento para sa kleyente mo maging taga-usig man o depensa ka. maganda sana kung kredilidad ang laging pag-uusapan, kaso hindi eh. magiging isang de kampanilyang abogado ka lang kung pagbabasehan ang dami ng naipanalo mong kaso alinmang sa dalawa mapa criminal o civil. hindi lang kasi ang kredibilidad ang pinag-uusapan dito kundi ang pinanumpaang code of ethics ng mga abogado. walang pinagkaiba ang tungkolin na yan sa mga pari, halimbawa kung may mangungumpisal na siya’y nagkasala hindi pwedeng magsumbong ang isang pari sa kinauukolan tungkol sa ikinukumpisal sa kanya ng isang kriminal.

artsee:

puro lalaki lang pala ang myembro ng samahan ng mga singkit na yan kasi wala naman palang puputolin kung babae….

maartee, sinadya mo yatang bagohin ang id ko palibhasa ang tinutukoy sa tinatalakay ay ang putolin ang alaga sa baba kaya siguro ginawa mong Alagadown…. tsk tsk tsk …. mutilation is a criminal act… thus they are bunch of criminals…

yakuza in japan ang triad in china…..

hhhmmmm bakit kaya walang nagrarally laban sa mga singkit na yan?….. talamak ang droga sa bansa at sa buong mundo dahil sa kanila at maraming buhay at kinabukasan ng mga kabataan ang nasisira…. pero walang naglakas loob na kumukondena? subalit pagdating sa mga kano aba’y sinusunog pa ang bandila at harapharapang binabastos ang embahada nila?

noon sa pagkakaalam ko galing sa afghanistan kasi na doon ang pinakamalaking plantasyon:

afghanistan, world’s largest producer of opium; cultivation dropped 48% to 107,400 hectares in 2005; better weather and lack of widespread disease returned opium yields to normal levels, meaning potential opium production declined by only 10% to 4,475 metric tons; if the entire poppy crop were processed, it is estimated that 526 metric tons of heroin could be processed; many narcotics-processing labs throughout the country; drug trade is a source of instability and some antigovernment groups profit from the trade; significant domestic use of opiates; 80-90% of the heroin consumed in Europe comes from Afghan opium; vulnerable to narcotics money laundering through informal financial networks; source of hashish

ayon sa iyong nakita doon sa pilikula eto yun USA:

world’s largest consumer of cocaine, shipped from Colombia through Mexico and the Caribbean; consumer of ecstasy and of Mexican heroin, marijuana and methamphetamine; minor consumer of high-quality Southeast Asian heroin; illicit producer of cannabis, marijuana, depressants, stimulants, hallucinogens, and methamphetamine; money-laundering center

tapos sa china naman:

major transshipment point for heroin produced in the Golden Triangle region of Southeast Asia; growing domestic drug abuse problem; source country for chemical precursors, despite new regulations on its large chemical industry.

ang cuba naman:

territorial waters and air space serve as transshipment zone for US- and European-bound drugs; established the death penalty for certain drug-related crimes in 1999

ang hongkong naman:

despite strenuous law enforcement efforts, faces difficult challenges in controlling transit of heroin and methamphetamine to regional and world markets; modern banking system provides conduit for money laundering; rising indigenous use of synthetic drugs, especially among young people

sa pinas naman noon:

domestic methamphetamine production has been a growing problem in recent years despite government crackdowns; major consumer of amphetamines; longstanding marijuana producer mainly in rural areas where Manila’s control is limited

pero ngayon sa pinas na yata kasi nabasa ko mismo sa abante tonite noong linggo april 1, 2007 na:

Hindi makapaniwala ang isang kagawad ng pulisya habang sinisiyasat ang nadiskubreng plantasyon ng mga opium poppies sa may 50 ektaryang lupain sa Atok, Benguet. Ito umano ang kauna-unahan na pinakamalaking plantasyon ng opium poppies na nadiskubre ng Philippine National Police sa bansa. (AP)

How bad is People I Know? Imagine a movie about a man who spends much of the film toying with the idea of heading into the sunset with his brother’s still-sexy, decade-younger widow, and other parts of the film ogling sexy young men. Imagine a movie about politics crashing into the publicity game that is desperate enough to put the hero’s medical doctor at the head of a secret cabal, like a new millennial version of Ruth Gordon in Rosemary’s Baby. Imagine a movie that actually thinks the audience will buy a sequence in which a guy takes a downer just in time to fall asleep in the hotel bathtub – where he won’t be seen – as the killer comes in and executes the “troubled starlet” so that the assault will be a shaky memory. Imagine a movie in which Tea Leoni wants Ryan O’Neal, Kim Basinger wants Al Pacino and Regis & Joy Philbin are the key to a man’s future.

I don’t know what happened in development, in rehearsal, in production and in post in this film, but it is a complete mess. Either Pacino is flailing about, trying to find his character, or this is the first true where’s-my-check performance I’ve ever seen the man give. His southern accent (and his sexuality) ebbs and flows in a sadly casual way. When he and Basinger are on screen together, she looks like a young girl trying to get a boy’s attention and having no success at all. It’s like they are in two different movies. They could have played the scene on separate stages. Same with Tea Leoni. Pacino seems so distracted that it devolves into disinterest.

The story, written by Jon Robin Baitz, has a good idea at its core. Politics is show business, only it’s even nastier. A guy who has seen and manipulated his way through it all has gotten to the point in his life at which he’s willing to risk it all to do the right thing, just this once. The side characters, mixing real and fictional, jewish and black, egomaniacal and earnest, are fun and smart and eye-catching.

But none of that makes it to the screen, really. There were lots of opportunities for greatness, including the chance to set a new standard for the on-screen portrayal of the job of a publicist. (Forget the mostly unreal America’s Sweethearts in this regard.) But instead, you get a murky look at New York through a tired man’s eyes… a man less tired than the guy Pacino played so well in Insomnia, but infinitely more boring.