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I'm in the Philippines and counting myself lucky to be here in time of last night's celebration of Pac's return to his homeland.
Here's an eyewitness account. People, numbering in the tens of thousands (some estimates have it at in excess of a hundred thousand), made themselves part of a street celebration held along Roxas Blvd. whose flank abuts Manila Bay; revelers thus were bathed in the glow of the famed Manila Bay sunset in the early hours of the celebration.
Big name Philippine entertainers turned out to give their best. But no matter how huge they were on other days and in many other ways, there was only one star: Pacman.
My understanding is that some two thousand policemen were on hand to see to it that nothing goes wrong. Their presence was not needed. Nothing went wrong. NO cars were overturned, no store-front windows shattered, no fisticuffs among intoxicated fans, no fire on the streets...nothing. None of the sort that mars celebrations in several countries following a World Cup victory, etc., or in some universities following a big hoops or gridiron championship.
Insane? Maybe. Because they don't do what most others do. They even have "smiling revolutions" which have gone down in their history as "EDSA 1" and "EDSA 2"-- they faced tanks and guns with flowers and smiles. The smiles won. Each time.
It may be argued that not all of those who went to those EDSA's later became Pac fans. Anyone who says that will find the job of finding a non-Pac fan in this country as tall an order as the proverbial "needle in a haystack." One may succeed. Me, I won't even try. And, I'm even here.
The way Pac fans talk is insane? That's bragging rights. They earned it. When Pac lost to Erik the first time out, they kept their faith. Giving 'em some slack won't be too much to ask, just as Erik fans were given slack at their turn.
Here's an eyewitness account. People, numbering in the tens of thousands (some estimates have it at in excess of a hundred thousand), made themselves part of a street celebration held along Roxas Blvd. whose flank abuts Manila Bay; revelers thus were bathed in the glow of the famed Manila Bay sunset in the early hours of the celebration.
Big name Philippine entertainers turned out to give their best. But no matter how huge they were on other days and in many other ways, there was only one star: Pacman.
My understanding is that some two thousand policemen were on hand to see to it that nothing goes wrong. Their presence was not needed. Nothing went wrong. NO cars were overturned, no store-front windows shattered, no fisticuffs among intoxicated fans, no fire on the streets...nothing. None of the sort that mars celebrations in several countries following a World Cup victory, etc., or in some universities following a big hoops or gridiron championship.
Insane? Maybe. Because they don't do what most others do. They even have "smiling revolutions" which have gone down in their history as "EDSA 1" and "EDSA 2"-- they faced tanks and guns with flowers and smiles. The smiles won. Each time.
It may be argued that not all of those who went to those EDSA's later became Pac fans. Anyone who says that will find the job of finding a non-Pac fan in this country as tall an order as the proverbial "needle in a haystack." One may succeed. Me, I won't even try. And, I'm even here.
The way Pac fans talk is insane? That's bragging rights. They earned it. When Pac lost to Erik the first time out, they kept their faith. Giving 'em some slack won't be too much to ask, just as Erik fans were given slack at their turn.
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