Before you click the link to a video below, I must warn you it might sear itself into your memory. It does in mine.
This has got to be one of the saddest news I’ve encountered. I think it’s a perfect example of the extent that materialism has a hold on America.
Black Friday is big in the US. And no, it’s not the big Black Friday back at home. At home it is a day of holy silence (or at least it was), a day to commemorate the death of a 33-year old Jewish carpenter. Here, it is the day when most companies finally break-even, or earn a profit (hence, black, instead of being financially in the red). All the stores bring out their big-gun discounts. It’s a no holds-barred all-day shopping orgy - so much so that a lot of people camp out the night before in front of stores (and this is in almost wintry conditions), just so they will be the first to get whatever it is they want. This time, a very large man has been trampled to death when he opened Wal-Mart’s gates in Long Island. I mean, I kind of understand how you can get trampled when you’re trying to get out because your train is about to explode. Or even, at least to some extent, people who have died in Quiapo’s Nazareno procession. But for a discount? And the worst thing is, even if Wal-Mart announced that they were closing the store because a staff has died, people actually complained that they wouldn’t stop shopping because they’ve been out the whole night in line!
I like a lot of things in the US, but news like this really makes me glad that I have a home - a culture - that I can still go back to. Home is not perfect - God knows it can also be oppressive at times - but the Filipino spirit, I think, has not yet allowed itself to cross this Rubicon.

