Do you ever get the impression that you can’t be seen in Philippines? Whether you are driving or walking, nobody gives way. It’s like you’re not even there.
Let’s start with driving. I have a few serious questions;
- Why do cars have turn signals here in Philippines? I get the impression that when you see the car in the lane next to you with his turn signal on, it means that you speed up to prevent his intention to turn or change lanes. Or you certainly don’t react in any way like you even see the turn signal at all. Ignorance is king. Ignorance is the culture here.
- Have you ever tried to get out onto a busy, congested highway at peak traffic time? Traffic is just inching along, and you think you and your car is invisible because even though traffic moved up another 8 or 10 feet, NOBODY will leave that hole open for you to get in. The stupid ignorant inconsiderate Filipino will not cooperate. The Filipino won’t even allow much more than 1/2 meter of space between his front bumper and the rear bumper of the car in front of him. And you know he sees you, but the stupid fucking ignorant typical idiot Filipino will sit there and just stare at you as if they have the right to be a stupid fucking dumbfuck Filipino. Because what he did, by any world standard, is an ignorant stupid dumbfuck thing to do. There is not a a single centimeter of common courtesy or common consideration, or common-fucking-sense anywhere on him, in him, or around him. Just a mindless ignorant stupid-fuck idiot who cannot think if his life depended on it.
- Why do they waste time and paint to paint lane lines on roads here on Philippines? Why?? I don’t understand it. I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. Enough said on this point.
Now let’s talk about walking….anywhere. Walking in a mall, on the sidewalk (in the rare case there IS a sidewalk).
- I don’t know how these idiots keep from bumping into each other. You’re walking, and a Filipino is walking toward you, complete with the mindlessly blank stare, and no real awareness of anything around him or her, especially you. If you don’t alter your course, they will just walk right into you, or so it seems. They’ll wait until they are about to crash into you then decide they better deviate from their trajectory. When Filo’s are walking, they’re like an asteroid. Just an inanimate object on a trajectory. It has no awareness that it’s about to slam into a planet or whatever else may be in it’s path. That’s the sense I get when I’m out in public.
- You’re heading for a door. Be it an exit from the mall, or an entrance to a restroom. You’re 1/2 a meter from passing through and here comes the mindless non-thinking Filo asteroid behind you, overtakes you right in the doorway, even so much as nudging you out of his/her way. For them to think to slow their path to allow you to finish going through the fucking door would be a god damned miracle! Such idiots!
- You’re in a crowded restroom. There’s plenty of people waiting for a urinal. You’re next (or so you think). The current user zips up his fly and as you’re walking up to take your turn, SWOOSH! Incoming stupid fucking idiot Filo with not a single gram of courtesy or consideration. He just walked right on past about 4 others waiting and swooshed his selfish ignorant asteroid self because Filipinos have this “ME FIRST” attitude. They pay no mind to who was there before them. Whether you are waiting for the pisser, or waiting at the package counter to get your things. Filipinos are worse that kindergartners. I’ve seen more order and courtesy by observing a trail of ants. Idiots.
So that’s just a few examples of why I sometimes believe I am invisible in Philippines. But then when I look into people’s eyes here as I’m walking around the mall, I honestly see no real awareness or sense of anything. It’s like I can almost hear the sound of a blank radio station static emulating from their brains. Just an empty, open frequency of static and snow. It sort of reminds me of a zombie movie like “Dawn Of The Dead”. Especially when I’m in a mall. If you’ve seen that movie, you know exactly what I’m talking about.Published in