I scourge NBS yesterday and found the latest book by one of my fave Pinoy authors, Bob Ong. I was disappointed, though, seeing that the book was published last April. Argh! I wasn't aware! Duh?! I understand the slowpoke writing industry of the country. But the hell...even NBS? After four months?
Neways, I used to swear never to read Ong's books again. Seems like I already know how his mind works, not that of other authors who surprise you with their new masterpieces. Seeing MacArthur, however, I was curious. It was no anecdote collection but rather a novel. Ows? Ang Alamat ng Gubat was something some sort but it was lame to be a work of fiction.
MacArthur tells of the story of four best friends, living in the squatters, sniffing the discomforts of everyday Pinoy urban life.
Cyrus is a snatcher, and worse, a drug addict. OMG! Everytime he's caught with his modus operandi, he would swallow all his epektus so that the police would never found out. However, he can't outwit the devil cop named Topak, who would force him to expel everything via his anus and keep the jewelries for himself. Cyrus lives with his grandfather whom he calls Tatay. When the old man acquired some renal disease and thinking that hemodialysis is a torture in the pocket, Cyrus did everything for his Lolo to undergo a kidney transplant. Unfortunately, he ended up killing the old man when he had mistaken him as a monster when he was high on shabu.
Noel is a rebel son, spoiled by his mother, neglected by his once OFW father. He would sell or steal anything from their house to survive...as he was poor in school. Their family's hope, his sister named Lyla who is a student nurse. She would always ruin his day by suspecting him stealing his belongings, of which he's guilty. He would pour his angst to his friends who are as futureless.
Jim is a young father. He would do everything to feed his family, even selling pirated DVDs. He's the oldest of the four friends but not wise enough to advise. driven by their poverty, his wife threatened him of leaving him alone in the squatters. His son was sick, described by Bob Ong as always having a number 11 on the nose (yeah...the mucus). At the end of the novel, he went with his family to Bohol for good since they could no longer afford to pay fare back to dreadful Manila.
Denver, aka Voltron, is a frustrated college boy. His mother was a widow and he has five younger siblings to aid. He would go along with his friends for a racket. In his desperation to escape poverty, he involved himself with some crime lord and ended up beheaded with his body rotten with garbages. It wasn't revealed but I suspect salvage.
Now here's an expert's opinion about the book: it can bring the hell out of you. OMG! Every setting can make you puke. I can't blame Bob Ong...it's the bitter reality. I can't relate with a squatter's life, in obvious reasons...I even get nauseated by just visiting a relative's house in Magsungay. Neways, the book warns me not to live in Manila. Yes, I've been to Manila...not able too see the squatter's area though. But yeah, there's hell in the metro.
The grossiest part of the story was when Cyrus had a public CR for a dead end and Topak was after him. To conceal what he stole that day, he performed his usual swallowing of the epektus, add the packs of shabu he bought earlier that day. Gee, swallow jewelries. That's intestinal disaster! And oh, when one pack of shabu fell on the the toilet bowl, Cyrus picked it up not minding the fecal dumplings, wiped the wet pack and swallowed it before Topak arrived. YUCK!
Tang ina, taena, and tangna are words redundant in the text courtesy of the boys' squatterly tongue. It's enigmatic how the book got its title. But I remember one chapter, the four friends were talking about a malfunctioning toilet bowl. In it, the feces would not flush and goes back again and again. "I shall return!" That maybe a clue.
On the brighter side, Bob Ong depicts the resiliency of Pinoys. Life is sometimes cruel but enjoy the sweet moments. Imagine, the four friends managed to enjoy themselves at a carnival while one of them has a serious a problem. And Voltron's mother, oh how I like her, despite of their situation, still managed to get drunk with his eldest son's friends and joke about their lives. Cheers! Pinoys, after all, are the happiest people in Asia.
The book's proceeds would go to Gawad Kalinga. Good thing for Bob. Hmmm...I can't help myself but to foresee a Palanca with the book or just an indie flick. Three stars.