Saturday, February 18, 2012

I swear, by Apollo the physician...

 
A modern-day doctor who prostitutes himself and in the process causes suffering on the people he is sworn to protect and keep in the best of health is no different from Hitler's mad doctor researchers who turned their backs on the Hippocratic oath and donned, instead of the white gown, the bloody apron of the butchers of humanity.
NAKAKAHIYA KA!!!
- rer

Friday, February 17, 2012

Disease, Poultry, and Pig Pens in Macatbong, Cabanatuan City

Macatbong is a tiny barangay in Cabanatuan City, Philippines. It has been fighting for the health of its nature-loving villagers since the Cabanatuan City government attempted to establish a dumpsite in this pristine environment several years ago. The people of Macatbong succeeded in stopping this dastardly attempt to violate people's rights. However, until very recently, the Cabanatuan City government's quarrying operations have further damaged the beneficial river that runs though this barangay. This river has long been a source of food, irrigation, and drinking water for the people of Macatbong. Quarrying has destroyed all that. Compounding these problems is the stench and air pollution emanating from pig and chicken manure in the commercial pig pens and poultry houses that have mushroomed in this barangay. Day in and day out, the people of Macatbong continue to inhale this dirty and disease-causing air caused by pig and chicken waste. In addition, swarms of houseflies and gnats and have invaded this once salubrious environment, endangering the health and well-being of the residents as well as the productivity of their vegetable, fruit, and palay farms.
What is the Department of Health doing to stop this travesty?
What is the DENR doing to help the people of Macatbong preserve the Cabu River?
Is profit above the interests of the people?
Does the City Government of Cabanatuan have the right to violate the rights to good health and well-being of a small barangay?
We call on our responsible and God-fearing local and national officials, including President Noynoy Aquino to help correct this injustice.
We, the people of Macatbong, continue to suffer while waiting for your response.

The People of Macatbong

Friday, May 6, 2011

Dendrology Forays

                                                                        
The nut-like structures are actually Heritiera littoralis seeds enclosed in a keeled woody casing. Dungon-late is probably the hardest Malayan timber according to Burkill. The bole was used in ancient times as boat masts and in making dug-out canoes. Buttress roots support the trunk and in mature trees look like wavy boards that curve around the base of the tree. This ironwood thrives in mangrove areas near shorelines but the tree in this picture is thriving well in Aliaga, Nueva Ecija, many kilometers inland where it was brought from Mindoro Island. The owner of this tree fondly recalls a time when a neighbor complained of the twining roots that have invaded his lot. Anxious to appease his neighbor, the owner started hacking away at the exposed roots only to discover later that the blade of his bolo had been dented by the very dense wood...

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Ecce Homo

Detail of the wellspring of fiery idealism... At dawn today I found myself tracing a major artery that has long been a source of inspiration to countless souls who have insisted on living that life. What magic does it possess? What spells does it cast on that seething mass whose collective dreams and toils define the nakedness of the primeval cry that is ecce homo? © reramosmd

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Julia Butterfly Hill, Henry David Thoreau, Jane Goodall, Chico Mendez, Odette Alcantara, Rachel Carson, Jose Rizal, John Muir, Von Hernandez...


In a much-awaited visit last April 5 environmentalist priest Fr. Al Albor  discussed groundwater and watershed protection with our motley group of concerned CabanatueƱos. Fr. Chito Beltran who heads the energetic environmental arm of the archdiocese also shared his insights regarding reforestation of our denuded hills and mountains. Acts inimical to the environment, poor planning, the lure of money, ignorance, corruption, etc were likewise scrutinized and discussed in depth, amidst the rollicking laughter and banter of friends with a common cause...

Friday, April 15, 2011

MACATBONG TUTOL SA BASURANG NAKAKUBLI SA LIKOD NG ORGANIC FERTILIZER PROJECT!

Maliit ngunit ganap na nabiyayaan, ang Barangay Macatbong ay maaring ituring na isa sa mga huling hanggahan dito sa lalawigan ng Nueva Ecija. Sa silangan ang mga gulod ng Calanutan at ang bulubundukin ng Sierra Madre ay tanaw at waring nagsisilbing mga piping saksi sa unti-unti at malungkot na  pagkasira ng ating mga yamang bundok. Isang maliit na ilog ang dumadaloy sa payak na barangay na ito at dumidilig sa mga katabing luntiang gulayan na pinag-aanihan ng sitaw, talong, kamatis, okra, ampalaya, petsay, at kung anu-ano pang mga pampalusog na luntian. Sa buhay na ilog naman ay nakakahuli ng karpa, tilapia, hito, bulig, lukaok, gurami, suso, at iba pa. Kung minsan may mga pagong din na matatagpuan dito. Sa pampang malapit sa kawayanan ay namumulaklak ang mga pungapong, isang uri ng halaman na lingid sa kaalaman ng marami ay isa sa mga nanganganib na maipagmamalaking halaman na katutubo dito sa Macatbong.
Sariwang hangin at dalisay na tubig ang dalawa sa pinakamahalagang likas na biyaya na ipinagpapasalamat ng mga taga Macatbong. Bukod dito ay kapansin-pansin ang maraming punongkahoy at mga palayan na nagbibigay ng kaayaayang kulay luntian sa kapaligiran. Ang mga prutas na tulad ng mangga, kaimito, langka, kamatsile, sineguelas, duhat, chico, atis, at iba pa ay ilan lamang sa maraming bungangkahoy na dito.
Higit sa lahat ang pinakamahalagang bahagi ng barangay Macatbong ay ang kaninaani yang mga mamamayan na may pagpapahalaga sa Diyos, sa pamilya, sa Inang Kalikasan, sa paggawa, sa edukasyon, at sa pamayanan. Ang Macatbong ay dumaan na sa maraming pagsubok na dulot ng tao at ng kalikasan at bawat isa sa mga pagsubok na ito ay napagtagumpayan ng mga maka-Diyos na mamamayan ng barangay na ito.
Subalit maraming panganib ang nagbabantang puminsala sa kalusugan at katahimikan dito sa Macatbong. Ang mga suliranin na dala ng makabagong pamumuhay – tulad ng polusyon ng hangin at tubig at ang pagkasira ng mga ilog, mga mahahalagang bahagi ng isang malusog at nakaririwasang pamayanan, ay hindi lingid sa isipan ng mga taga rito at lubos na pinahahalagahan at inihahanap ng kalutasan.
Ayaw naming magkaroon ng lason ang hangin na pumapasok sa aming mga baga at ang tubig naming iniinom. Higit sa lahat kaisa kami sa Alma-Ata Declaration na nagbibigay ng pangunahing kahalagahan sa kalusugan ng mamamayan at sa aktibong pakikilahok at pakikialam ng mga mamamayan sa anumang bagay na maaaring maka-apekto sa kalusugan.
Tutol kami sa anu mang bagay na maaaring makapinsala sa aming malusog na kapaligiran – sa anu mang bagay o gawain na magdudulot ng polusyon sa hangin at sa tubig at sa mga pananim na may maselang pamumulaklak. Higit sa lahat ipagtatanggol namin ang pinakamahalagang karapatang pantao – ang karapatan sa kalusugan.
Kaisa kami sa mga adhikain at gawaing pangkalikasan nila Henry David Thoreau, Odette Alcantara, John Muir, Chico Mendez, Leonard Co, Von Hernandez, Rachel Carson, Jose Rizal, Jane Goodall, Julia Butterfly Hill, at marami pang mga bayani na nagmamahal sa Inang Kalikasan.

© Raul E. Ramos, BS, MD, MEd, RN
   Barangay Macatbong
   Cabanatuan City

Thursday, February 5, 2009

A Rare Visit by a Muse

Dear Child,

Life may be short and uncertain,
The path strewn with rocks and a lot of pain
For all the tears and winter’s rain,
Be brave! Your sufferings don’t disdain.

In my reassuring company,
Life was easy and full of glee
The mighty ocean and the restless sea,
Were no match for you and me!

All good things must come to an end,
My life like yours God did lend
Creatures like us in every bend,
Cry at goodbyes and hearts are rent.

Hang on, have faith and don’t be sad,
A lifetime of learning will be your rod
In all your tasks – don’t fear, be glad,
I will be there, my cherished lad!

Jose Bonifacio
February 5, 2009

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Kamagong Stump in Cabanatuan City

My heart sank when I saw the freshly sawed off tree stump. For so many years I watched this kamagong tree sprout new leaves, blossom and bear reddish fruits, in harmony with nature's unrelenting rhythms. It had become a landmark that I always anticipated seeing during my daily bus trips to my clinic in Aliaga, Nueva Ecija. Tall, massive, and imposing, this giant was probably a century old before chainsaw teeth sank into its last annual ring. Situated along the national highway in Barangay Bitas, Cabanatuan City, it has been there for as long as I can remember, a proud and sturdy monument to life that had its humble beginnings in the seeds of the distinctly sweet and velvety mabolo fruit. Aptly named "iron wood", the word "kamagong" evokes images of strength, durability, and permanence. In my amateurish forays into Dendrology, the numerous old folks I talked to recalled days when this tree used to be very common and was wantonly cut down because of the value of the ebony core that has been claimed by many as capable of bending six-inch nails and snapping chainsaws. The finely grained ebony core is used in making fine furniture and martial arts sticks. Kamagong is mabolo, an evergreen indigenous to the Philippines. It is a close relative of the persimmon, but I find the crimson and somewhat furry mabolo better-tasting despite its cheesy smell. This of course is subject to debate because I know some people who loathe the weird cheesy smell. I used to believe that kamagong was different from mabolo until I was educated on this matter by Mr Ramon Bandung of the UP Herbarium. I related this new knowledge to a friend because of our ongoing debate which had taken on taxonomic proportions! He probably found the legend aspect of the story charming, and refused to believe, insisting that kamagong is an entirely different species. Fortunately I was shown Dendrology and Taxonomy books by the kind herbalist, removing any doubts that kamagong is, indeed, mabolo, or Diospyros philippinensis or Diospyros blancoi for taxonomic hairsplitters.
© 2008 raulespinozaramos, md

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Ang Holy Week Sa Bayan Ko

Etched in the Filipino psyche, Holy Week continues to serve as a constant reminder of betrayal and the redemptive sufferings of Christ...On a similar plane, Filipinos continue to struggle under the heavy cross of iniquity, injustice, poverty, unemployment, and corruption while the web of lies and deceit is continually woven by leaders who have chosen to play the roles of Judas and Christ's tormentors...For how long will this calvary last ?

Monday, March 10, 2008

Childhood Ramblings in Hagonoy, Bulacan

As a young child in Purok Balut, Barrio San Agustin, Hagonoy, Bulacan, I used to frequent my late Nanang Terang's ornamental garden and the adjoining creek where our motley group of sun-baked kids sucked the marrow out of our early childhood years capturing hapless ant lions, ladybugs, dragonflies and damselflies, beetles and crickets, crabs, frogs, and fish. They were our constant companions as we soaked under the sun, exploring and declaring dominion over countless playgrounds. We filched indian mangoes and tasted nature's bounties in the same spirit as Yevtushenko's "Stolen Apples". At night under the pale moonlight my father would regale us with tales of creatures that lived in the vastness of space. Fireflies flickered in the darkness and occasional meteor fragments rained from the sky. We counted the stars and looked for the big dipper, the little dipper and the "tatlong maria", and often asked how far these stars were and how long it would take us to reach them...Can our children boast of the same childhood ramblings or are they so enamored with the stale and lifeless fruits of technology?
©2008 raul e ramos, md

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Fire and Ice

FIRE AND ICE
Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Kanser ng Bayan

Those who sneer at the nobility of the past are in for a rude awakening. Our lives cannot rest on laughter and gaiety alone. Those who refuse to look at our present wounds by covering them with layers and layers of frivolity will awaken one fateful day to the reality of a cancer gone mad... Can the lesion heal itself? Can a malevolent spirit send us to heaven? What treatment does a physician prescribe for a pestering lesion? A boil or even a cancerous mass deserves extirpation. Half measures will only prolong the patient's agony and give ample time for the infection or the cancer to spread and destroy the body...Lalagyan lang ba natin ng plaster ang kanser ng bayan? raul espinoza ramos, md

Friday, February 15, 2008

In Defense of Bloodsucking Leeches (mga limatik sa Pilipinas)

Unlike their human counterparts, bloodsucking leeches fall off once they are engorged. As they reach the point of satiation, they disengage and start to digest their meal. Much maligned and often portrayed in movies and literature as capable of bleeding their hosts to death, these poor annelids from subclass Hirudinea are all carnivorous but only a few are truly bloodsucking brutes ! Their value in medical research and in maintaining nature's delicate balance cannot be overemphasized. Along with other "unloved" creatures like barnacles and sharks and crocodiles and snakes and fungi they know what satiation means and they help us survive and live peaceably in the blue marble. Unfortunately, insatiable, scheming, and power-intoxicated politicians can suck the lifeblood of this nation!
reramos, md

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Zankterva

Tatum, Patricia, Bernice, Yurii, Xavier, Nicole and Nadine flash their impish smiles... The magical days of childhood never cease to amaze and to draw a sentimental tear. How can one ever forget days of innocence and pure delight at the things life has to offer? Dusty little feet, eager hands and bruised knees, terrible ant and bee encounters, the pesky neighborhood dog and the sweetest lemonades... all these form a priceless chain of irretrievable and hauntingly poignant events that define childhood...

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Paradise Found

dragonflies coconuts bananas mangoes guavas tilapia mudfish carp bato-bato maya tamarind macopa mahogany narra molave ipil-ipil castanas king mango apple mango star apple cicadas frogs catfish gourami barn-owls turtles crabs shrimps butterflies crabgrass oranges eucalyptus duhat binayuyu giant gabi santol susuhong salagubang kabuting hapon lemon grass palay corn apulid snakes termites praying mantis grasshoppers kamagong guyabano calumpit ilang-ilang breadfruit cashew bamboo buho bayawak catmon kamias jackfruit crane damselflies paramecium algae caterpillars cogon alibangbang earthworm ants bees dragonflies talahib quails mimosa dayap mice saluyot turkey mansanitas men...

The astounding biodiversity of the Philippines is a very rich heritage that many of us Filipinos take for granted. Always looking over the horizon, we fail to realize that what we have always been looking for is right under our feet...
© RaulERamosMD

Saturday, February 2, 2008

The Cabinet of Dr Caligari

What was inside Dr. Caligari's cabinet? Potions? Voodoo dolls? Evil Intentions? Political Schemes? Greed? Lust for Power? Ineffective Drugs? Stupid Laws? Thank God the mad Dr Caligari and his sleepwalking Cesare limited their evil designs to a few victims in the quaint mountain village of Holstenwall, Germany and not the Filipino nation! Unfortunately in these modern times the lives of the great majority of world citizens are caught in the deadly web of greed, lust for power, and malevolent designs masquerading as acts of benevolence. Who decides what for whom? Who directs? Who follows? The deadly mix of widespread poverty on the one hand and scheming and power-hungry politicians on the other creates another Holstenwall in our midst, a macabre setting where the ordinary man is caught in the middle...
RERamos, MD

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

A Time For Us

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

Silent Beauty, Macatbong

Silent Beauty, Macatbong
The pond is teeming with freshwater fish. The trees in the background are home to brightly colored avians and occasional migratory birds. Ramos Pond is Eden revisited !