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First
published: March 16, 2000 on LocalVibe.com |
It's taken
me quite some time to come up with this column. Partly because I have
a tendency to take on more than I can handle, and partly because of the
topic. It's not funny. It's not a load of laughs. It's doesn't have any
simple solution either. I know. No
surprise there. Maniacs lurk everywhere, waiting for the chance to get
away with some sick sexual attack. Problem is, most of the time you can't
even tell who they are until they strike. One can only be wary. Especially
during night-time commutes. The following,
sadly, are true stories from the mouths of fellow urban commuters. Read
on and promise me you won't stand idly by when something like this happens
near you or TO you. |
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THE WANKER THE HANDY
MAN THE PIMP
CABBY When the route the cabby takes starts looking suspiciously diffferent, she asks where they're heading. The cabby says: "Wag kang mag-alala, hindi naman kita aanuhin. Siguro mga isang libo pwede na sa iyo, ano? Mga 'Kano naman iyon, hindi sila nananakit. (Don't worry, I won't harm you. One thousand pesos is probably your rate? Don't worry, these are Americans I'm taking you to to, they're harmless.)" She protests that she's not "that kind" of gal, but the driver is mute. At which point she grabs her celphone (which is low on battery power) and fakes a call to a military boyfriend. Driver panics but doesn't stop. She demands point blank: "Iuuwi mo ba ako o hindi? (Are you taking me home or not?)" The driver still isn't swerving from his path. She opens the door and tumbles out into the night. She survives with bruises and broken bones. The child however is lost.
Don't let
those fuckers get away with it. + + + |
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