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11May/100

Automated Elections 2010

The Philippines' first automated elections is over just a few hours ago. In the past years, we are using manual counting of ballots, and the voting process takes only few minutes to less than an hour. Now, it took me 4 hours lined up in a queue (some under direct sunlight) before I can cast my vote.

7:00 am I woke up, expecting a hassle-free election just like the previous years.

8:00 am I went to the "precint", which in reality is an elementary school. Looked at my Voter's ID for my Precint number and matched it to the Cluster number posted in the walls of the school. Hmm... it seems like at least 7 precint numbers are combined in a "cluster"

8:15 am I searched for my queue and to my horror, IT WAS VERY LONG.

9:00 am The queue is moving at a snail's pace. I said to myself that if I still haven't finished voting when it reached 12 noon, Ill give up and go back home.

9:48 am Still a long way to go.

Looong line at covered court

Looong line at covered court

Lined up under the sun

Lined up under the sun

The queue even reached up to the second floor of the building

The queue even reached the second floor of the building

10:00 am I finally reached the covered court. At least now I don't have to worry about passing out due to heatstroke.

Shade... at last

Shade... at last

10:10 I am almost at the end of the queue in the covered court...

Queue everywhere!

Queue everywhere!

People getting impatient

People getting impatient

Just a little more...

Just a little more...

10:30 am I am now queued on the other side of the covered court. The line now is for entering the voting rooms. I thought I can finish this early because the line is very near to the rooms. I was wrong.

The final queue

The final queue

People ignoring the heat of the sun just to vote

People ignoring the heat of the sun just to vote

Minutes passed but still the queue is very very slow. Later, we found out that some "important" people in society are bypassing the line and are queuing ahead of the rest of the "masses". Some of the "logic" used by these "important" people are

"I am a doctor and I have a patient waiting..."

"I have to accompany my lola so she can finish early..."

11:15 am I am so close to the voting rooms but still the queue is really slow. People from the back of the line are getting impatient and angry, and they are arguing with the Poll Watchers about the organization of the queue.

So near yet so far...

So near yet so far...

11:40 am The voting rooms can now be clearly seen. At last!

Just a little more patience

Just a little more patience

The very "organized" line prone to "singitan"

The very "organized" line prone to "singitan"

The queue towards the voting rooms; the connecting queue still waiting at the covered court

The queue towards the voting rooms; the connecting queue still waiting at the covered court

11:50 am I am now outside the voting rooms and can now see the inside. Seniors are taking their time shading the ballot, maybe they are still not accustomed to the new system.

A voter passing the ballot to a BEI for entering into the PCOS machine

A voter passing the ballot to a BEI for entering into the PCOS machine

A voter verifies his number in the Voter's List

A voter verifies his number in the Voter's List

Guidelines for shading the egg-shaped indicator

Guidelines for shading the egg-shaped indicator

12:05 pm My turn to vote. At last! Even though its a few minutes late, I can't go back home now. :)

The loooooong ballot symbolizing the looooooong queue we had to endure

The loooooong ballot symbolizing the looooooong queue we had to endure

And so after they dirtied my finger with the indelible ink, my task is complete. Its weird, that even after submitting myself to four hours of heat and desperation, I felt light and contented because I finally fulfilled one of my main duties to society.

In the end...

In the end...

In the end, the President I wanted to take the office did not gain favor to the majority of the people.

Is this all a wasted effort? Maybe. I voted not because of my emotions and because of my "intellectual" research of their qualifications, but because of personal experience under their rule. And for me, no poll, survey, or fact sheet can compare to the weight of personal experience. An experience I so wanted to share to the rest of the country.

28Apr/100

Phoenix

Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'

We are not now that strength which in old days

Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,--

One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

24Feb/100

The Duty of Leadership

This was a very interesting post from one of my comrades from the New Pacific Order. I was amazed that this phenomenon does not only happen in real life, but in online communities as well.

Communication breaks down in all online discourse, especially in stratified communities like ours. Human language is deeply nuanced, and its complexities are often lost in the mind of the reader. What one may read as a playful comment, others may read a cruel remark, cold cynicism, etc. It is a matter of familiarity. This is exacerbated by the hierarchy presented by an alliance. New members are often left in awe of older, more highly decorated members of the group. The new members may be talented, or have creative new ideas, but they are afraid that their place in the structure of the group is too unimportant to interrupt what they perceive as the greater workings of their superiors. This is true in all hierarchical groups, large and small.

For example, I was the Emperor of a 50 nation alliance for some time. I did my best to be a warm, friendly dictator; I tried to work personally with members at all levels, tried to stay among them, to keep myself grounded. But the trappings of office and the duties inherent in my position set me aside from other members. Despite my best efforts, many still felt an air of institutional coldness. My Officers understood. They had been with me since the beginning; we were friends. What young nations perceived as a cold and distant leader, they still knew as their wartime brother, their comrade-in-arms. Keep in mind, this was a small alliance by most standards... I can only imagine the effect is multiplied in a group as large as the Order.

The cruel truth is that this is the burden of leadership. One cannot lead transparently. No matter a leader's desire to be among his people, to retain humanity and earthliness, the nature of hierarchy does not allow it. Inevitably, leaders become separate from the day-to-day. The key is to accept that this is the fate of the powerful, and use it to your advantage. The aura of mystery which envelops you is a natural result of the perceptions of others, not any particular actions on your part.

Accept your burden, but be mindful not to be swept up in it. Though you may feel estranged from your earthly bonds, or your underlings may view you as though atop an insurmountable fortress, you *are* human. You have the same secret weaknesses buried within you that exist within every other human. So do not despair; you cannot help but be human. Your people will understand. They know the truth, even if they are not conscious of it.

Obviously this is not a suggestion that communication between leaders and regular members should not be constantly examined and improved, rather that it is impossible to perfect such communication, especially online. Don't let it eat away at you. Your work will speak for you, and even if they do not hear your words, they will feel your hand. That is the duty of leadership.

- Nihilist Dandy

This happened in my previous job as well. An employee starts out as a development engineer, the management is impressed with his contributions that the employee gets promoted and was assigned management tasks.

The new manager adjusts to his new role, but since he also was once a development engineer, he thinks he can change things, he thinks his management style will be more "suitable" for the engineers. After all, he was once in their ranks and he knows what the engineers want in a manager.

Time goes by, the new manager is torn between the demands of the upper management and his "duty" to the engineers. At first he is annoyed, dismayed, and finally he feels powerless to change things. The engineers slowly begin to distance themselves to the manager, and thinks that another one was "sucked into the system".

That is the reality of leadership.

   

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Marvs is an electronics engineer who does web applications for a living.

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