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Bong Manayon's Ignatian Guide to Buying DSLRs (or any digital device for that matter)

A mash-up between Photography and Faith in another level...
1. Live For Today: Do not think of upgrades or the future, buy the best you can afford today.  Remember that "entry level" is a marketing term.  Do not be sucked into the idea that you are a newbie or an amateur so that you will buy something that you will end up trading up for a higher spec model.  If you can afford to buy a mid-level spec camera--go for it; if you can afford a professional grade camera--why not?
2. Live Without Regrets: Whatever you buy now--even if it is the latest model--it is already obsolete. They have already designed and are making the next upgrade and it is a matter of waiting to release it.  So if you are into the latest model, the greatest megapixel or the fastest FPS, you will perpetually be living in regret (and upgrading all the time).  Select the specs that suit you now and live with it.
3. Live With It For As Long As You Can: DSLRs have the monetary and sentimental value of a mobile pho…

Treasures and Pearls

Someone privately commented that my language is too technical and culturally obscure for the new generation of hip netizens.  Like if I were to communicate my thoughts to a new generation, I should speak their language.  But I do not like the direction the internet has taken: these days I would rather keep my treasures and pearls to myself.

Hapid 1981

Hapid, Ifugao - Part 1 [ Part 2| Part 3| Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6]

On my way to graduating from Philippine Christian University, I had to do community work/research as part of an elective I took in my last term.  That brought me to a little barangay called Hapid (16.727253, 121.241320).  It is off the beaten path and does not even register on most maps, Google Maps broadly includes it as a part of a nearby barangay, “Nayon”.  Initially, it was a letdown since it was technically in the lowlands of what should be the “Mountain Provinces”, shattering my illusions of pine trees, fog, and cold weather.  As the research part began, it became “interesting” and took on a different meaning.

I was there for about a week in March of 1981 and would come back from that sojourn a different person.

Before Hapid, I was a war-freakish techno-geek who was preoccupied with technology especially in relation to warfare: aircraft was on top of that list.  Before Hapid, I was bent on a life outside my country …

The Return to Hapid

Hapid, Ifugao - Part 2 [ Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 ]

Aging does strange things to you, like recalling those stuff that brought you to where you are now, which explains why I am here writing this…

I originally went on that trip with the simple goal of doing my work, fulfilling the academic requirements to graduate college and moving on.  It was not in my mind or plan that I would ever want to go back again.  So I did not really form deep relationships with anyone—including my own classmates in the team.  Two names stick: Danny, who was my roommate, and Mang Ramon, who hosted us in his house.  But I do not remember anything else: conversations, doing things together—all draw a blank.

And the awareness of an “awakening” of sorts was happening was only realized in hindsight long after I have moved on.

But will anyone remember me after thirty five years?  Going back to Hapid was kind of awkward and empty because who was my connection with the place?  Mang Ramon was way past hi…

Hapid 2016

Hapid, Ifugao - Part 3 [ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6]

To describe Hapid as being in the middle of nowhere may be an understatement: to go there you basically have to go north along the Pan-Philippine Highway (AH26) which veers toward the east side of Luzon, going through Nueva Ejica and Nueva Vizcaya.  Just before reaching the northern end of Nueva Vizcaya, you turn to what appears to be a secondary provincial road that goes to Ifugao; the road narrows a bit but traffic becomes way lighter as you realize that most of the traffic on the Pan-Philippine Highway is going further to Tuguegarao, Cagayan.  That “secondary” road ultimately takes you to Banaue, the tourist destination known for the Rice Terraces.  Other than that, everything is uneventful.  The last major urban area was back in Nueva Vizcaya (Solano) after which the vestiges of civilization (i.e., fastfoods) are gone.

Somewhere after Solano you pass a small town called Lamut and somewhere there you turn off into a…

Hapid: Finding Candice...

Hapid, Ifugao - Part 4 [ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5 | Part 6 ]

Talking to Mang Maning and Joyce refreshed my memory of how we got there: Hapid was an alternate research site decided by folks in Philippine Christian University's College of Social Work when politics got in the way of a primary location.  That transpired in 1975 (a mere three years after then dictator Ferdinand Marcos declared martial law) and would lead to a first group of students visiting Hapid—which included Joyce.  Five years later, a second batch was organized, this time I was part of it.  It was broadened to include, not only social work students, but also sociology and psychology students.  The stories revolved around connections and personalities that decided on things that eventually brought people together—the big picture so to speak.  Mang Maning and Sipin played host to some of the students and Joyce—as a student paved the way for the second batch.  Except for Sipin remembering that Candice followe…