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The following article is such bull-shit, and it doesn't surprise me that it's written by someone who works for the New York Times. One of the cogs in the machine of creating mass fear for everything. I mean New York City is a hundred times more violent than any Filipino city! "Philippines is a very violent culture" That is a load of shit. I witnessed more violence and harassment towards my personal character when I lived in San Diego and Phoenix combined!
This is the exact kind of fear mongering that keeps Americans from coming out of their caves and braving the "real" world! Good, stay home cowering in your homes thinking the American government is going to keep you safe, you idiots!
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/07/world ... .html?_r=3
GENERAL SANTOS, the Philippines â€” After a day of barbering, Rodolfo Gregorio went to his neighborhood karaoke bar still smelling of talcum powder. Putting aside his glass of Red Horse Extra Strong beer, he grasped a microphone with a habituÃ©â€™s self-assuredness and briefly stilled the room with the Plattersâ€™ â€œMy Prayer.â€�
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Jes Aznar for The New York Times
A karaoke machine outside a house in Pasig city, east of the capital, Manila.
Next, he belted out crowd-pleasers by Tom Jones and Engelbert Humperdinck. But Mr. Gregorio, 63, a witness to countless fistfights and occasional stabbings erupting from disputes over karaoke singing, did not dare choose one beloved classic: Frank Sinatraâ€™s version of â€œMy Way.â€�
â€œI used to like â€˜My Way,â€™ but after all the trouble, I stopped singing it,â€� he said. â€œYou can get killed.â€�
The authorities do not know exactly how many people have been killed warbling â€œMy Wayâ€� in karaoke bars over the years in the Philippines, or how many fatal fights it has fueled. But the news media have recorded at least half a dozen victims in the past decade and includes them in a subcategory of crime dubbed the â€œMy Way Killings.â€�
The killings have produced urban legends about the song and left Filipinos groping for answers. Are the killings the natural byproduct of the countryâ€™s culture of violence, drinking and machismo? Or is there something inherently sinister in the song?
Whatever the reason, many karaoke bars have removed the song from their playbooks. And the countryâ€™s many Sinatra lovers, like Mr. Gregorio here in this city in the southernmost Philippines, are practicing self-censorship out of perceived self-preservation.
Karaoke-related killings are not limited to the Philippines. In the past two years alone, a Malaysian man was fatally stabbed for hogging the microphone at a bar and a Thai man killed eight of his neighbors in a rage after they sang John Denverâ€™s â€œTake Me Home, Country Roads.â€� Karaoke-related assaults have also occurred in the United States, including at a Seattle bar where a woman punched a man for singing Coldplayâ€™s â€œYellowâ€� after criticizing his version.
Still, the odds of getting killed during karaoke may be higher in the Philippines, if only because of the ubiquity of the pastime. Social get-togethers invariably involve karaoke. Stand-alone karaoke machines can be found in the unlikeliest settings, including outdoors in rural areas where men can sometimes be seen singing early in the morning. And Filipinos, who pride themselves on their singing, may have a lower tolerance for bad singers.
Indeed, most of the â€œMy Wayâ€� killings have reportedly occurred after the singer sang out of tune, causing other patrons to laugh or jeer.
â€œThe trouble with â€˜My Way,â€™ â€� said Mr. Gregorio, â€œis that everyone knows it and everyone has an opinion.â€�
Others, noting that other equally popular tunes have not provoked killings, point to the song itself. The lyrics, written by Paul Anka for Mr. Sinatra as an unapologetic summing up of his career, are about a tough guy who â€œwhen there was doubt,â€� simply â€œate it up and spit it out.â€� Butch Albarracin, the owner of Center for Pop, a Manila-based singing school that has propelled the careers of many famous singers, was partial to what he called the â€œexistential explanation.â€�
â€œ â€˜I did it my wayâ€™ â€” itâ€™s so arrogant,â€� Mr. Albarracin said. â€œThe lyrics evoke feelings of pride and arrogance in the singer, as if youâ€™re somebody when youâ€™re really nobody. It covers up your failures. Thatâ€™s why it leads to fights.â€�
Defenders of â€œMy Wayâ€� say it is a victim of its own popularity. Because it is sung more often than most songs, the thinking goes, karaoke-related violence is more likely to occur while people are singing it. The real reasons behind the violence are breaches of karaoke etiquette, like hogging the microphone, laughing at someoneâ€™s singing or choosing a song that has already been sung.
â€œThe Philippines is a very violent society, so karaoke only triggers what already exists here when certain social rules are broken,â€� said Roland B. Tolentino, a pop culture expert at the University of the Philippines. But even he hedged, noting that the songâ€™s â€œtriumphalistâ€� nature might contribute to the violence.
Some karaoke lovers are not taking chances, not even at family gatherings.
In Manila, Alisa Escanlar, 33, and her relatives invariably gather before a karaoke machine, but they banned â€œMy Wayâ€� after an uncle, listening to a friend sing the song at a bar, became enraged at the laughter coming from the next table. The uncle, who was a police officer, pulled out his revolver, after which the customers at the next table quietly paid their bill and left.
Awash in more than one million illegal guns, the Philippines has long suffered from all manner of violence, from the political to the private. Wary middle-class patrons gravitate to karaoke clubs with cubicles that isolate them from strangers.
But in karaoke bars where one song costs 5 pesos, or a tenth of a dollar, strangers often rub shoulders, sometimes uneasily. A subset of karaoke bars with G.R.O.â€™s â€” short for guest relations officers, a euphemism for female prostitutes â€” often employ gay men, who are seen as neutral, to defuse the undercurrent of tension among the male patrons. Since the gay men are not considered rivals for the womenâ€™s attention â€” or rivals in singing, which karaoke machines score and rank â€” they can use humor to forestall macho face-offs among the patrons.
In one such bar in Quezon City, next to Manila, patrons sing karaoke at tables on the first floor and can accompany a G.R.O. upstairs. Fights often break out when customers at one table look at another table â€œthe wrong way,â€� said Mark Lanada, 20, the manager.
â€œThatâ€™s the biggest source of tension,â€� Mr. Lanada said. â€œThatâ€™s why every place like this has a gay man like me.â€�
Ordinary karaoke bars, like the Nelson Carenderia here, a single room with bare plywood walls, mandate that a singer give up the microphone after three consecutive songs.
On one recent evening, at the table closest to the karaoke machine, Edwin Lancaderas, 62, crooned a Tagalog song, â€œFight Temptationâ€� â€” about a married man forgoing an affair with a woman while taking delight in their â€œstolen moments.â€� His friend Dindo Auxlero, 42, took the mike next, bawling songs by the Scorpions and Dire Straits. Several empty bottles of Red Horse crowded their table.
â€œIn the Philippines, life is difficult,â€� said Mr. Auxlero, who repairs watches from a street kiosk, as he railed about government corruption and a weak economy that has driven so many Filipinos to work overseas, including his wife, who is a maid in Lebanon. â€œBut, you know, we have a saying: â€˜Donâ€™t worry about your problems. Let your problems worry about you.â€™ â€�
The two men roared with laughter.
â€œThatâ€™s why we come here every night â€” to clear the excesses from our heads,â€� Mr. Lancaderas said, adding, however, that the two always adhered to karaoke etiquette and, of course, refrained from singing â€œMy Way.â€�
â€œMisunderstanding and jealousy,â€� in his view, were behind the â€œMy Wayâ€� killings. â€œI just hope it doesnâ€™t happen here,â€� he said.
"The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane." Marcus Aurelius, Roman Emperor and stoic philosopher, 121-180 A.D.
I have sung My Way at karaokes here but I am still alive. But it is true that My Way has had a curse on it in this country. But to call the Philippines violent begs the question- as compared to what? It is still a very dreamy and relaxed place with little random violence.
A brain is a terrible thing to wash!