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.

Howdee fans,
                      Firstly allow me to isssue an apology for my tardiness.
  I know many of my friends (yes, not all have left me as claimed) have been disappointed in the delay to get out the final chapter in this sage of Racquel's continued claims against me.
  However, by way of compensation, I have some other stuff, to be forthcoming, from a friend of hers on Facebook that has decided to share things relevant from her wall.
 A FRIEND I HEAR YOU SAY? BUT HOW, WITH ALL HER FRIENDS BELIEVING IN HER!!!!
  I know. I to was dumbfounded also, gobsmacked even.

 

Note: Above is publically accessible Facebook title.

  However thats for the next report - for now we must catch up with what has been going on before the unprovable slander that has been aimed my way.

  Earlier mentioned offeres to catch up with the slanderer, her husband, the young girl in question and her mother was greated with a negative response. The slanderer (officially classed as such by solicitor) telling her husband she wishes to meet alone.
  REALLY - what do you have TO HIDE???
  If all is truthful and just, why would you not wish others to be there?
  Why?  A question that will never be answered.

  Then, after said request, why would you ring up on husbands behalf to inform he has quite his job. Can't he do so himself?
  Nice touch in trying to get my wife (who you said was ok) to loose her job.
  Problem is, legally, this does not concern her. Only spite leads to this sort of action.

  Not surprisingly, her husband is again looking for work, while her step daughter (who in my next post she claims to care about) looks also to have been forced to do the same.
  Almost as if there is a fear of the truth coming out isn't there? ISN'T THERE.

  Yet we were blamed for her first husband leaving - laughable.

  Have you contacted the St George Psyciatric Hospital for a report yet guys?

STAY TUNED - The next in our slander series will have some more information FROM WITHIN.
A posting from someone who does not see me as the bastard she thinks I am.

 

Stay safe.

Want more? Thanks to anonomous for your thoughts on the event.
Read them below or HERE.

 

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

~~ CRUISING SYDNEY HARBOUR ~~~

 

A rare break from the everyday drudgery of life saw us head on down to the harbour for an evening of fun, food, views and arguments.
Despite the Arctic winds, rain and temperatures during summer, oh and the fighting, the night was very much enjoyed.

Soon to be part of Sydney history is the monorail that has both annoyed and frustrated Sydneysiders since the late 80s. July 1st sees it torn down and melted down for Korean cars.

A grand old lady of Sydney Harbour is the preserved South Steyne.
After finishing her career plying the Circular Quay to Manly run, she was later sent to Melbourne (presumably a punishment for something bad she did) and was converted into restaurant.
Following serving of her time, we again got her back and today she sits here feeding hungry people with lots of money.

Summer and coats were the go. Yet as I type this it is nearly April and Sydney is sweltering.
The world is screwed I tells ya.

Another of Sydney's grand old ladies is the Baragoola which, after many many years of neglect, has escaped scrapping/sinking through a group set up to restore her.
The massive task is being undertaken by volunteers.
If you wish to help, or donate, feel free to contact them HERE!

 

Not our boat for the evening, but one that has some good and bad memories.
Went on an awesome Xmas cruise with the Kami band on this boat once. A long night of food, drinkies, singing and dancing that will never be forgotten.
What a shame the memory is tarnished by some community hypocrites we chose to associate with. Alas though, would not have swapped the night for anything, pond scum included.

What the? Some strange ones got on the boat before us.

Ahhhhhh, cruising Sydney Harbour is still a pretty cool way to spend an evening, though FRIENDSHIP is not quite as beautiful as her predecessors above.

 

Join me again shortly, as I take you on a continuous look around life in the Sydney Filipino and uncover a few of the dark crappy secrets and attitudes that lay within.

Happy Easter - Stay Safe :-)

 

 

 

 

#### 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

~~ TIN'S BIG BIRTHDAY BASH ~~

Without the gossiping backstabbers who have kindly vacated our lives in order to make it better for the rest of us. To them - we give thanks.

Now join us for a rare photographic adventure into the sordid evening of a Filo party that was cleverly disguised as a kids party. 

Go on - yoooooou know you want to.