Now,
most of you always wonder why am I calling myself The Pooch. There are
three reasons. First, I love dogs... especially LOYAL dogs, like the
undying legend we call Hachiko. Second, I listen to underground rap. If
you're familiar with Dongalo Wreckords, and with Andrew E., who calls
himself Pooch (actually Muthaphukkin' Pooch), then you get it. I listen
to their songs whenever I'm angry... some sort of anger management.
But the third one is the most significant of the three. You see, I lived in Angeles City for 15 years, and I studied their history and culture.
One day I stumbled upon an article in a magazine published annually (I repeat, ANNUALLY) by a prominent university where my sister (currently in Malaysia) studied and graduated. It was an article about the derogatory term "Dugong Aso" (lit. Canine Blood). It is used by other ethnic groups as an insult to the Kapampangans.
How and when did it start? Let Robby Tantingco from SunStar Pampanga explain:
Yes, take a bow, indeed.
So why do Kapampangans were called "Dugong Aso" back then?
Was it because the Kapampangans were fiercest fighters in Luzon (Warays were the fiercest in the Philippines, for the record, and I'm also Waray)?
Was it because the Macabebe were descendants of a Native American tribe in Mexico called the "Yaqui" (which, in the 17th century, were deployed here in the Philippines by the Spaniards to act as reinforcements, and later intermarried with the Macabebe maidens there, and that their descendants would turn out to be the Macabebe Scouts)?
No one knows the real reason why. But one thing is sure. If you're from Macabebe, be proud you're Mexican.
But nowadays, this derogatory term is slowly fading, and converted from a negative into a positive outlook.
In a perspective from a half-Tagalog, half-Waray like me, The Kapampangans were nice people, like any other Filipino in the Philippines. But the thing I loved them the most was this...
LOYALTY.
They were loyal to their family, loyal to their respective companies they work from, loyal to their friends, loyal to their culture, loyal to their history, and most of all, loyal to their religion.
No wonder why Kapampangan culture is one of the richest in the land.
I am writing this not because I am too biased with the Kapampangans since I live in Angeles City, but because I want to explain to all of you why I am using this name.
I am a dog manifested in the flesh. I'm not kidding. It's because, like the Kapampangans, I am always loyal to my family, despite the numerous lapses I have committed against them for being too ambitious. I am a true friend, yet always victimized by some people who pretend to be true friends yet they always getting me fooled, even giving money to them just because I was "too kind and generous" but was actually "too stupid". I am loyal with the company I work, despite considering myself an employee from hell, which, in their own point of view, is not. I am always fascinated with Japanese culture and history. And last but definitely not the least, I am loyal with the Almighty God, Best in the world and Greatest of all time.
ONLY GOD CAN STOP ME... CANINE BLOOD WILL NEVER DIE.
I, THE POOCH, HAVE SPOKEN.
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But the third one is the most significant of the three. You see, I lived in Angeles City for 15 years, and I studied their history and culture.
One day I stumbled upon an article in a magazine published annually (I repeat, ANNUALLY) by a prominent university where my sister (currently in Malaysia) studied and graduated. It was an article about the derogatory term "Dugong Aso" (lit. Canine Blood). It is used by other ethnic groups as an insult to the Kapampangans.
How and when did it start? Let Robby Tantingco from SunStar Pampanga explain:
Tagalogs coined the term out of bitterness over the (supposedly) treacherous role of Kapampangans— the Macabebes in particular—in the capture of the Tagalog revolutionary leader, Emilio Aguinaldo. But they coined it out of ignorance, because the real traitors in that sorry, sordid episode were not the Macabebes, who were mere foot soldiers, but the three key players: the Spaniard Lazaro Segovia, who had defected to Aguinaldo’s camp and defected again to the American side; the Ilocano Cecilio Segismundo, Aguinaldo’s emissary who had revealed to the Americans Aguinaldo’s hiding place; and most significantly, the Tagalog Hilario Tal Placido, another defector from Aguinaldo’s army, who led the entrapment of his former leader. It was the hapless Macabebes who later bore the full brunt of the nation’s anger, but they were never defectors and definitely never traitors, because they had consistently been against Aguinaldo right from the beginning.
Because of that event in Palanan, Isabela in 1901—or probably even earlier events during colonial times, when the Macabebes fought side by side with the Spanish Army—Kapampangans have been called names, the most painful of which is dugong aso, which means that Kapampangans were so blindly loyal to their colonial masters that they would do practically anything, including betraying and killing their fellow Filipinos.
Only Tagalogs could have coined this Tagalog term. They don’t know, or choose to ignore, that it was the Kapampangans, not the Tagalogs, who led the first resistance against Spaniards when they landed in Luzon in 1571, and the first Filipino to die fighting invaders was a Kapampangan from Macabebe. And 300 years later, when Filipinos finally decided to end the Spanish regime, Kapampangans were among the first to revolt; even poets took up arms and shed their blood in the name of freedom—which is why one of the eight rays of the sun in the Philippine flag belongs to Pampanga. And they call Kapampangans traitors?
History is full of Kapampangans who helped this nation achieve independence, from Francisco Maniago of Mexico town who led the Kapampangan Revolt of 1660 that nearly sparked a nationwide uprising 230 years before the Revolution, to Agapito Conchu of Guagua who was one of the Trece Martires de Cavite; Francisco Makabulos of Lubao who liberated Tarlac and Pangasinan even after Aguinaldo had abandoned them; Maximino Hizon of Mexico who harassed American troops until his capture and exile; Isabelo del Rosario of San Fernando who smashed his violin right before his American executioners hanged him; Jose Alejandrino of Arayat who helped Rizal publish El Filibusterismo; Nicolasa Dayrit, Praxedes Fajardo and all those women who risked their lives supporting the cause of freedom; the poets Juan Crisostomo Soto, Aurelio Tolentino, Felix Galura, Mariano Proceso Pabalan y Byron and Monico Mercado who fought the colonizers with their pen as well as their sword.
Kapampangans have paid whatever debt they had to history, if indeed they owe history anything. These people who once wallowed in the favoritism lavished on them by their colonial masters, already paid for it when they wallowed in the lahars of Mount Pinatubo and crawled like dogs stuck in mud, and also when they clung to the last shreds of their dignity as they queued for relief goods in evacuation centers. It was their lowest, darkest moment.
Today, Kapampangans not only have risen from the ashes of that calamity, they have also regained the two most important things in the whole wide world to them: their pride, and their good name.
So, take a bow, Pampanga!
Yes, take a bow, indeed.
So why do Kapampangans were called "Dugong Aso" back then?
Was it because the Kapampangans were fiercest fighters in Luzon (Warays were the fiercest in the Philippines, for the record, and I'm also Waray)?
Was it because the Macabebe were descendants of a Native American tribe in Mexico called the "Yaqui" (which, in the 17th century, were deployed here in the Philippines by the Spaniards to act as reinforcements, and later intermarried with the Macabebe maidens there, and that their descendants would turn out to be the Macabebe Scouts)?
No one knows the real reason why. But one thing is sure. If you're from Macabebe, be proud you're Mexican.
But nowadays, this derogatory term is slowly fading, and converted from a negative into a positive outlook.
In a perspective from a half-Tagalog, half-Waray like me, The Kapampangans were nice people, like any other Filipino in the Philippines. But the thing I loved them the most was this...
LOYALTY.
They were loyal to their family, loyal to their respective companies they work from, loyal to their friends, loyal to their culture, loyal to their history, and most of all, loyal to their religion.
No wonder why Kapampangan culture is one of the richest in the land.
I am writing this not because I am too biased with the Kapampangans since I live in Angeles City, but because I want to explain to all of you why I am using this name.
I am a dog manifested in the flesh. I'm not kidding. It's because, like the Kapampangans, I am always loyal to my family, despite the numerous lapses I have committed against them for being too ambitious. I am a true friend, yet always victimized by some people who pretend to be true friends yet they always getting me fooled, even giving money to them just because I was "too kind and generous" but was actually "too stupid". I am loyal with the company I work, despite considering myself an employee from hell, which, in their own point of view, is not. I am always fascinated with Japanese culture and history. And last but definitely not the least, I am loyal with the Almighty God, Best in the world and Greatest of all time.
ONLY GOD CAN STOP ME... CANINE BLOOD WILL NEVER DIE.
I, THE POOCH, HAVE SPOKEN.
Source:
http://
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