I am Nikon
I was a bit surprised to find that “jerjer” is fast becoming part of the common vernacular in the capital city of Manila. So common and popular that it’s now what people there call each other, kind of like “ka-berks”, “ka-tropa”… “ka-jerjer”.
It’s even what a popular Manila radio station call its avid listeners during its broadcast and in its posts through a globally popular social media website.
Check out the evidence.
I wonder do they know what “jerjer” means here in Cebu and its close provinces? It’s a made-up term with a naughty connotation, it means “fornication”, “sex” for the Cebuanos/Bisayans.
So this Radio Station is actually greeting its “friends with benefits”, “sex-buddies”… har har de har har.
A friend of mine suggests that the term “jerjer” and “kajerjer” became really well-known through a GenSan native who is participant in a bigtime local reality show (who is now also the Big Winner of said reality show). When she spoke the term in broadcast TV, it got caught up by her errr… reality showmates who then give more further references to “kajerjer.”
As far as I know, since I don’t really watch the reality show, there were a couple of the reality showmates who are also from Cebu. Did they have secret giggles, along with the participant from GenSan, when their showmates greet, “Yo, kajerjer!”?
Goes to show, what’s sounds popular doesn’t mean it’s clean.
Sibin Sigbin, signing in…
You know how in bookstores, newspaper and magazine stands you see signs saying “Reading is NOT Allowed” or “Please Refrain From Reading”?
Well this post isn’t about people who can’t seem to read those signs but able to read anything else on the shelves. Today, Waddapak features a local mini-magazine that’s angay butangan ug (suitable to place a) “Please Refrain from Reading” sign.
All this squabble in Philippine Politics and Press, whether a President should or should not eat a hotdog for dinner? WADDAPAK!
This celebrity, scion of an influential political family and daughter of a beloved icon of freedom, was– even until the very end– never her mother’s daughter.
I respectfully held my peace for a family and a nation grieving for the passing of One who’s been the calm core of Courage during a time of Fear, a Great Lady, a Queen of a Woman, who was a banner that a whole people followed in unity towards that dawn of democracy.
Now the dearly departed’s remains has been bound to the earth, beside the One so dear to her, I think I can declare my disapproval of her celebrity daughter’s actions.
In my free time, I do some wandering about~ it’s just the avian within me. In my wanderings in and around Cebu, I come across certain signages that catch my eye and stun my mind with a Waddapak?! moments.
I captured these with my ever-handy Cybershot to share.
Sinsilyo lang sa Buntag!
I’ve been commuting to and from in Cebu work for 6 years, riding the Filipino jitney or jeepney (or just plain, “jip/dyip”). Observing, and being the butt of, the behaviors of my fellow passengers has been the source of many peeves. Here’s One of my top Ten.