RIP - Kingsgrove Filipino Shop

That karma is an absolute bitch.

As they say - treat unto others how you wish to be treated unto yourself.

Good rules to stick by me thinks.

There ya go Eastlakes gossiping grubs.

OH CRAP - I'M BACK

And who would have thought it.

I wiped my hands of helping in the Filipino community, concentrated on those mates who mean everything and returning to the world (hobby) I once knew before stupidly becoming part of a hate filled community hell bent on destruction.

So why am I here?
Truth is that I wish I wasn't.

But last Thursday, while minding her own business, my wife was verbally attacked, lied to and embarrassed in the Filipino store at Mascot by everyones favourite Racquel.
In the time following her previous Facebook attack, she has been very busy with many more mistruths about us and about friends.
Nobody is immune to the slanderous crap that spurts from the mouth of some.

As was previously offered, we again asked her to get together all the people she says we made prostitutes, all the people whos marriages have apparently been destroyed, all the people involved in her alleged people trafficking.
But as always, she is all scream and no action on this front.
When confronted with genuine answers, it is a quick "I'm not interested".

What is wrong?
Why don't they get these people together?
Is there something to hide, like, well, PERHAPS THE TRUTH!

Show you have some credibility, the credibility to say you have, and actually organise the meeting you constantly threaten you will - but then seem to conveniently forget again.

WHAT DO THEY HAVE TO HIDE?

BUT WHAT IS FUNNIER STILL?

During here tirade at my innocent and uninvolved wife, it was hinted that she was a failure due to only having one husband and not three.
That being loyal to one job for 16 years was a sign of failure.

THEN THE ALL TIME FAVOURITE

Oh yes, the old 'Brad hates Filipinos' claim.
Brad who sponsors events to raise money, Brad who spent three weeks getting two bus loads of clothes for typhoon victims, Brad who works with Filipinos all day, Brad who has many close friends and family in the Philippines.

If TRUTH BE KNOWN, No I don't hate Filipinos, I just hate LIARS.

 

SLANDER UPDATE - 14.23   MAY 6TH 2013

  It has been two days since our first report on the latest attack from one of Eastlakes finest, some 3-4 years after we last had the blessing of hearing from her.
Oh and what an amazing two days it has been, visits and comments from numerous friends have again reinforced how lucky I am, and how idiotic the recent claims truly are.
  The only true negative part in all this is the upset it has caused outsiders, most especially my parents who are urging me to take this far further than even I feel it needs to go. Really, we should try to be tolerant of people whom live a life so terribly miserable that only causing pain for others can bring them the slightest bit of happiness.

EFFORTS?

  Yesterday, as has often been done in the past, we offered the chance for Racquel (as well as husband, Ate Inday and the young girl in question) to meet with us face to face to discuss her claims. The meeting would also include a few friends who, while not directly named, would be mostly considered to be directly part of these claims.
  The husband seems to feel she will say no (obviously having something to hide), but the effort must be made to sort some of this out. Even though, realistically, we will likely just have to endure another scream fest in an effort to cover up any real truth coming forth.

 

The biggest questions that needs to be brought forth is:
  Why has nobody consulted the 'St George Psychiatric Hospital' for the real story instead of slandering my name and the reputation of friends across the internet?
  Has anything been said about a pregnancy and forced abortion, along with references to these in official hospital records?
  Has anyone stopped to place brain in gear and wonder why it was requested that my wife and I were the only people she trusted to pick the young girl in question up from the hospital and allow her time to get her life back on track?
  Is it a fear that the truth is not as damaging as invention?
  Sadly they are right, it is far less damaging, but not only for us, but for her as well.

Stay tuned in coming days for the latest updates.

  In the meantime, check out the history of all this at the original Manila Downunder. The link is on the right side of this page.
  And beware of who you choose to call friends....... It can haunt you forever.

Think I am in the running for the 2013 award as well :-) WoooooHooooooo

#### THE FUNDRAISING EVENT ####
Even Backstabbing Couldn't Kill!

Well those of my illustrious, and may I say extremely lucky, readers who know me are already well aware of my passion for the idea of fundraising for the Philippines.
Originally helped gather donations for other peoples efforts at time of calamity, doing whip arounds at our former karaoke nights, asking people who otherwise could not have given a shit to donate money to peoples who lost their homes and families.

  Later going on to set up our own fund with my late friend Bill Sullivan, to help raise money for restoration work of our then new 'Railways and Industrial Heritage Society Phils Inc' in Manila.

 Sadly, while we were getting off to a good start, Australian red tape delayed us six months. Something that is not quite understood in the Philippines, while the application of performance standards lead to an issuing of the traditional Aussie single finger salute. We do things out of kindness here, not our of pressure.

Hmmmmm KINDNESS.

  After numerous years of being pissed off by the communities self obsessed, I decided to be involved (as a sponsor) of a friends wonderful money raising charity for disabled kids in a, still to be identified, disabled school in Manila.
  I mean, what a worthy cause, disabled kids in Manila. It was straight down my alley and I was even more overwhelmed to see the chairman of Colordstar, who has never been to the Philippines, open his heart to help those less fortunate.
  I was touched to see caring, above and beyond those I used to call my barkada, from someone who probably is unaware what a barkada even is. He is a true description of what an Aussie is.

  So, the organising went on, mostly with help from within members of the Campbelltown Filo community. This was fine, surely my experience with the Eastlakes/Rosebery Filo community would have to be an isolated incident - lets MAKE IT SO.

  But, as with the smallest of karaoke nights, the darkness soon came forth.
  The school suggested by one Campbelltown community member unable to be verified as existing, not even the required legal documents could be brought forth, while well connected friends of mine in Manila were unable to find any trace of the school she claimed existed.
  It is alleged that said person spread false rumours and gossip through the whole community and attempted to destroy the event following the finding out of information and her inability to produce the minimum required documents for approval by the Australian government.

  I'm sorry, but I feel that this is repugnant and possibly one of the more vile acts since an Eastlakes Pinay tried to place a curse on me through her shear ignorance of reality.

The whole point of the excercise was to help poor struggling children, not to boost a possibly ailing ego in the community. You f*** up and do the wrong thing, then you will be caught out.
  You take the usual road of using Aussies and thinking they are stupid in comparison to your immense inteligence, then you will soon find out the hard way that you are wrong. No amount of lying about it will then go on to help your cause - NONE.

  Or will it? There does seem to be a willingness to make ones self look stupid in the community by believing one side of a story.
  You should always try to hear both sides, lest you be misinformed or thought of as an idiot by the person peddling you the lie.. Birth nationality and age does not naturally make someone the dispenser of nothing but truth - believe me, I know only too very well.

  Then (but wait - theres more), then you have another person who takes a large portion of tickets but then, a few weeks later, misplaces them and expects the Australian government, in all their strictness, to accept this.
  Again the fundraising chairman again is left to explain what happened and account for it.
  Now, misplacing an Iphone, a train ticket and maybe even your car keys are all a regular part of life, but a big pile of tickets aimed at helping the starving of the Philippines? If you had any ounce, any milligram, of love for your HOME country, then you would think you would take better care of the tickets, even perhaps shoulder the responsibility of your loosing them.
  But NO, nope, to hell with those back home.

  Excuse me while I go VOMIT.
 
  I was born in Australia, my parents were Aussie, my grandparents as well. Prior to this my ansestors were all British. I have no family connection to the Philippines.
  However, despite all this I love the Philippines, its people, its way of life and to a great extent its culture. Yet, in a community full of Filipinos here in Sydney I do seem to feel so very alone in this feeling.


### THE EVENT ###

  Despite all the selfish attempts to destroy the night, I am proud to say the charity fundraiser carried on with the great event, now raising money for the Payatas Baptist Church in Quezon City, who have the aim of helping the poor kids around Payatas (an area that I am both very familiar and very fond of). To be able to help Pastor Jack with his efforts with the kids there, well, that mean't everything to me.
  The night itself was great,the food was awesome, the people we met very fun.
  The entertainment ranged from a very young girl singer who was beyond phenomenal and who must have a really bright future ahead of her, to an Elvis Presley impersonator who spent more time being unintentionally (?) funny than actually trying to impersonate Elvis.
  The final entertainer was a bit more unusual. He came in and started arguing with the organisers, at one stage sticking his fist up to punch them. TRULY RESPECTFUL of people helping those in need back home.
  Ironically, after all the violence, which I first thought was alcohol fueled, he went on the be quite a good guitarist and singer. Indeed he is one of would have fully recommended, if not for the earlier threats of violance again, of all things, a charity.
  I tried to talk to him after the event, but he was always busy with other people and then disappeared.
  All quite unusual.

  Anyway, the balance of the night was great, it seemed to be enjoyed by all there, even the bitter ones.
  I am hopeful that through the ashes of all this, something great will go on and we can go on and help the people of the Philippines in the future.
There were many teething troubles with this first attempt, these expected to be finalised by the 18th of January, but people there need our help and, despite what many of the mongrels of the community think, doing it for their benefit only is the right thing to do.

 The above video shows some of the more sad action carried out at the event.

COMING SOON

More video and the awards ceremony at the end of the night.

CONTACT ME
Please feel free to email me ignorant abuse, constructive comments, educated disagreements or contributions to the website.
pnr902 at  yahoo.com.ph

~~ WAS I BEING USED? ~~

AND

~~ MY NIECE AIREEN - FOUND ~~

Sorry it has been a while since I last posted. After the last attack by the Eastlakes Ferrals I sort of couldn't have been bothered with the local community for a while.

It did give me time to reflect and consider all the accusations that one garden knome has made about my apparent lying and where this may have come from. I mean these are people I have tried to do nothing but help, yet when things don't go their way, they instantly have to turn around a abuse you, accuse you of things that just aren't true, and otherwise do whatever it takes to boost their ego in the community.

It was after a few extended talks with the kinder in the Filipino community here that I have realised that there may actually be some basis to what they are saying.
What is my actions, my thoughts and my words had all been based on those of someone I thought was a close friend who could be trusted?
What if this trusted friend fed me with misinformation, knowing that I would act on it, knowing that I would cause the trouble they themselves were trying to cause.

WHAT IF I WAS JUST BEING USED???

WHEN YOU COME DOWN TO IT, WHEN YOU REALLY TRACE BACK ALL THE LIES AND RUMOURS, IT ALL SEEMED TO COME TO THE SAME PERSON!

To be honest with myself, I never actually witnessed most of the stuff that I was fed.

1- Wifes cheating on husbands.
2- Boyfriends cheating on girlfriends.
3- People whinging about quality of food.
4- People using hospitality then calling them low class.

So what if, just what if, both myself and my website was actually used as someone elses tool in their campain of hate, knowing that I hate liars and knowing that I would go on my own personal crusade against them if I was to thing this was what they were doing.

I find myself with a reasonable sized list of people who I used to think were the most evil of all, Mascot Drive excepted as they have already proven this, and an equal sized list of how these thoughts stemmed from the comments of just one or two in the Filipino community of Botany Bay (at the time).

As the realisation continues to flow into my mind, I find myself more and more relieved at the truth which gradually sets me free. But alas, while it is way to late to change some of these things around, I am now a far more wiser person when it comes to dealing with this sort of person.
Never again will I put the thoughts/rumours/gossip of one person above all others. Never again will I implicitly trust anyone in the community who masquerades as a friend.

HERES TO REALITY - HERES TO CLARITY

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In happier news, I heard from my long lost niece Aireen the other day.
She now be living and working in Beirut (Lebanon) and finally heading towards the life she has always wanted.
I am so happy she is doing well, but miss our 2am chats about Filipino belief and superstition, not to mention the terrific karaoke session.
Take care Aireen, we will meet again one day.

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