Filosofo Tasio Lives
Last Saturday, I passed by a creek after heavy rains and a creek was full of styropor, plastic wrapper, and other flotsam - garbage carelessly strewn all over the place by our good brethren. And when mother nature fights back with a devastating flood, we can only whimper and still be unrepentant. How many Ondoys and Sendongs must pass before we all learn.
Maybe more. The fact about history is we never learn from it.
