It’s only fitting: yesterday was Day of the Deadbeat, today is Day of the Dead.
When the Philippines was a Spanish colony, a period that spanned three hundred years from the time of Magellan (whose punk ass we killed — circumnavigate this, colonialist beeyotch!) to 1898, many people from another Spanish colony, Mexico, were also transported there. The Day of the Dead, along with other bits of Mexican culture such as menudo (the dish, not the boy band) and hot chocolate and churros became part of Filipino culture. Unfortunately, while we picked up the visiting-your-dead-relatives’-graves thing, we never adopted the really cool parades of people dressed up as skeletons. For a country that goes all hardcore during Easter with guys actually getting crucified in Passion plays, you think we’d have embraced the skeleton parades.
Besides, I think I could come in handy at one of those parades:
