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Hybridigm Holiday

As a reward for their terrific performance during last week's TechnoNegosyo event, the entire Hybridigm team was on holiday today.

We started off the day with a  career talk at the National Institute of Molecular Biology and Biotechnology given by one of my associates, Karen Hipol. Karen taught for 5 years prior to joining the firm so as you can imagine her oral presentation skills are incredibly good.  I like watching career talks because it's  an indicator of how well you, as CEO, have communicated the vision of the firm. Plus , you show support for your team, which is always important.

Then we ate a terrific and  very leisurely lunch at Pagliacci (Podium) as always with some conversation with Chef Maurizio.  Pagliacci is THE place for authentic Italian cooking, and the team loved the tartufate and papardelle. Not to mention the scrumptious Gelato!

We had a staff meeting at my house and then we went off to see "John Tucker Must Die" which was the perfect light and fluffy movie to take the edge off what has been seemingly endless work for Technonegosyo.

Cash rewards aren't as effective as days like this when you're trying to motivate Filipinos.

One Internet Day

Catch me at One Internet Day on September 19, Tuesday, from 2:00pm - 2:30pm, at the e-Library 2/F AIM ACCEED Benavides St. corner Paseo De Roxas, Makati (Greenbelt). I'll be talking about "Buzz Marketing with Blogs".

Based on the latest Blogosphere report (available only to Digital Filipino members), there's an untapped way of talking to the young and upwardly mobile segment of Manilenyos:

• 18% of internet users read blogs
• 55% of bloggers are < 20 years old
• 20% of bloggers are between 20 to 29 years old
• 71% are male
• 84% are single
• 48% are students
• 97% have their own computers at home

PR guru Steve Rubel has a lot of advice for marketers and PR professionals who want to "Pitch into the Long Tail". Steve cites Chris Anderson's article in Wired Magazine (October 2004) where he coined the phrase "Long Tail" as he notes that a relative handful of weblogs have many links going into them but "the long tail" of millions of weblogs may have only a handful of links going into them.

From Wikipedia:

The Long Tail is a potential market and, as the examples illustrate, the distribution and sales channel opportunities created by the Internet often enable businesses to tap into that market successfully.

A former Amazon employee described the Long Tail as follows: "We sold more books today that didn't sell at all yesterday than we sold today of all the books that did sell yesterday." In the same sense, the user-edited internet encyclopedia Wikipedia has many low popularity articles that, collectively, create a higher quantity of demand than a limited number of mainstream articles found in a conventional encyclopedia such as the Encyclopædia Britannica.

For more about this new marketing tool, be sure to catch my talk!

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Being part of the Solution

You might wonder why I haven't been blogging in a while.  Don't worry, I'm not in jail. I'm just practicing what I preach: being part of the solution instead of the problem, working instead of merely complaining.

My start-up has been doing well. It's now 2 and a half years old, and we've had successful biotech summits that promote entrepreneurship and investment in Philippine technology. We also have 12 clients on our roster who we are brokering equity investments for.

As part of our advocacy for technology and innovation based entrepreneurship, and in partnership with other local VCs and MIT MBA students and alums, the PESO business plan competition is entering its second year. PESO distinguishes itself from the rest of the pack by providing post-competition support for its winners. Our goal is new start-ups, not PR.

Today, I'm blogging from Technonegosyo, where I had the great joy of seeing my clients, scientists with great products, finally got the respect and even adulation that they deserved. It was one of the best days in my entrepreneurial career. Not because I made a remarkable amount of money, but because my clients succeeded.

Nothing can compare to the feeling that you've enabled another Filipino to succeed.

In the name of Benevolence

At my birthday party, a friend of mine asked me: "Why do you have do be so nationalistic? ... Don't you understand that the people who try to make a difference in the Philipines get shot or beaten down by the sheer weight of stupidity and avarice of others?"

Not only has this particular friend known me since I was in pigtails, she also reads my blogs (yes, all of them). Her question is valid, and in fact, echoes the sentiments of two great Filipino heroes in recent history: Jose Diokno and Teodoro Locsin, Sr.

Diokno voiced the concerns of many Filipinos when he wrote:

"Why be honest, when it pays to be dishonest? Why fight for others when they won't fight for you? -- or even for themselves? Why think for yourself when it is easier to let others think for you?"

Teddy Locsin Sr. questioned another great man who endured seven years and seven months of imprisonment. He narrates their conversation this way:

"I was very shocked, disgusted... the Filipino people did not seem to care. There were no demonstrations against martial law. Nobody gave a damn. The businessmen were happy. Nobody seemed to value liberties. What kind of a people are we? There was even that American Senator who was reported to have said that the Filipino people consisted of forty million cowards and one son-of-a-bitch. It was very hard not to agree with him.

But Ninoy said, 'Teddy, don't take it like that because you will remember what Rizal said, that a man who would lead his people must learn to forgive them'"

Rizal and Ninoy have much in common. They were both privileged. Those who would criticize either man will always be suspicious -- if not spiteful of the goodwill and conscience of the rich. Both men had a compulsion for knowledge. Ninoy was obsessed about being a statesman. He was a technocrat with flair and the common touch. I'd even go as far as saying that Ninoy was made of the same stuff that the Kennedy's were. For all these men had a passion for the killer speech and the grand gesture.

Most importantly, Ninoy and Rizal knowingly made the final sacrifice -- because from an early age they had the conviction -- or even the arrogance -- to believe that they were meant for extraordinary things.

I think of Ninoy now, on the anniversary of the revolution he started but we have never finished. I was too young when it happened. I wasn't touched by his life or his death until I was in my 20s. I wasn't one of those people who, in the words of Butch Dalisay: "shuffled towards the coffin, paused, prayed and then, perhaps, resolved to be -- in Ninoy's words -- a Filipino worth dying for".

I can only understand martial law and EDSA from books and documentaries -- the kind of products that languish on the shelves of the local bookstores or are consigned to gather dust in warehouses.

Was Ninoy really a great man? I don't think we'll ever know for sure. He certainly was irascible, abrasive, and boastful. He certainly had communist leanings. But it cannot be argued that he did a great thing.

Today, Washington Sycip leads the growing number of Manila's modern illustrado in advocating a "benevolent dictatorship". Others say that a bloody revolution is inevitable where the poor finally get fed up and kill all the rich people -- regardless of guilt or innocence.

Putting aside the example of EDSA, one must also remember the sins that were commited in the name of benevolence. As Shirley Bassey said, it's all just a little bit of history repeating.

Not to mention that the qualities such an individual must possess-- if Tony Abaya is to be believed -- are hardly grounded in reality:

To be acceptable to the middle class, the Benevolent Dictator must be morally clean, knowledgeable of the national issues, free of any connections or loyalty to the trapos, has real leadership potentials [sic], and must be genuinely popular with the broad mass [sic] so that he or she can institute revolutionary changes in our society that will knock the wind out of the communist revolution.

Instead, let's be realistic.

Ain't nobody going to be free of connections and morally clean. Our political system isn't set up that way and no amount of fiddling with the charter will change that. I have no idea what Mr. Abay was trying to refer to when he talked about "real leadership potentials" but I have to agree that he'll need that same combination that Ninoy and Rizal had: knowledge and panache.

This combo is already hard to find, but to have someone instigate "revolutionary" changes? Don't get me wrong, we definitely need strong progressive policies in this country. However, to propose and implement them is tantamount to political suicide.

What you need, therefore is not a benevolent dictator, you need a figure-head and a de facto dictator... a benevolent power behind the throne. One who realizes that:

Where the very safety of the state depends upon the resolution to be taken, no consideration of justice or injustice, humanity or cruelty, nor of glory or of shame, should be allowed to prevail. Putting all other considerations aside, the only question should be, "What course will save the life and liberty of the state?" (Machiavelli, Discourses on Livy)

On a smaller scale -- say in business --- it's easy enough to align incentives via the hope for profit and the fear of litigation. But on a national level? How in the world would we get the puppet/master combination in place without resorting to bloodshed?

Thank God, I’m a Filipino!

The desperately unpopular view of our country from an urban curmudgeon

Another year is going by, and as I do each day I am privileged to draw breath, I thank God once again for His funky sense of humor and His attention to detail. Everyday, I find myself thinking: Thank God, I’m a Filipino!

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! Heir to the genius of Rizal, the words of Recto, the spirit of Bonifacio, the diplomacy of Sultan Kudarat, the eloquence of Tañada, the bravery of Sakay and Tandang Sora, the style of Moreno and Natori, the voice of Andion Fernandez, the art of Amorsolo and Manansala, the science of Zara and Velasquez, and the exquisite bounty of nature that we never seem to have logged or polluted to shreds.

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! Vibrantly alive in this vortex of the surreal, where penitents shed blood, decorations are made from rice and nacre, pride in one’s children is broadcast from the trunks of taxi cabs and the mudguards of jeepneys, where people offer you food as a reflex and bow low if they have to pass between two people (or between you and the TV).

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! With a diverse culture that is as colorful and as full of flavor as the halo-halo. Here you can get music from Europe and America, anime from Japan, telenovellas from Korea and Mexico, and pirated versions of everything. Here we have a thriving population: 40% of them singers and dancers, 20% of them vocal impersonators and back-up dancers, which still leaves 16.8 million Pinoys who are better off as audience members!

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! With over-protective, incredibly conservative, “wat kind of a girl comes home at dis time op da nite”, wonderfully flawed and uniquely great parents; with a never-ending stream of relatives; with “Manang” and “Kuya”, with“po” and “opo”; with cantankerous and loving grandparents who would not think twice about conking me on the head with their baston if they thought I was misbehaving; with an extended family by joy and tears if not by blood: our staff, our friends, our colleagues.

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! For every bad habit you can name, the other side of the coin is a good one. The only difference is the edge of the coin, which I call discernment and balance. Pinoys love their families and like to get good deals for their friends, which sometimes leads to nepotism and corruption, but is also responsible for filial piety and expansive business networks. Pinoys are ingenious and resourceful, which sometimes leads to intricate schemes and plots, but also leads to creativity and innovation. Pinoys are ambitious, which sometimes leads to crab mentality, but can also fuel our successes. Pinoys take everything personally and are loyal to individuals – not concepts, which leads to a lack of civic duty and nationalism. But if we extended our definition of the family or clan to include the entire nation, we would rule the world. Call me whatever you like and laugh at me for my optimism; but I assert that Filipinos are a wonderful, if ill-disciplined, people.

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! Because if you want to find someone who can do something well and quickly, it will be a fellow Pinoy – someone who is too busy catering to the demands of his boss, his spouse, his kids, his sprawling extensive family, his barkada, and has a side-line selling used mobile phones to boot. This is the kind of person who will do acceptable work in the most expedient manner possible. And he can do so with limited or no funds, electricity, water and computers!

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! While in England, people thought I was loving – simply because I didn’t confine my affection to dogs and horses. While in America, people thought I was cute and “too nice” – simply because I was short and treated others with respect. And now in Manila, people are so unused to a reasonable level of initiative, efficiency, accountability, compassion, and the open declaration of a win-win agenda that I have fooled other people! Were I of any other nationality, I would be mediocre; in Manila, I am a refreshing oddity.

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! One of 84 million curmudgeons who laugh because it is too painful not to, who know we will never have a fiscal crisis because it would run counter to the oligarchy’s interests, who know that we should never drive around at 4pm lest we run into hungry traffic cops, who know that our government is corrupt and our countrymen are petty, but find ourselves donating to relief efforts, paying taxes and helping each other out anyway. The idiotic optimism of our people is responsible for paying for my high school education and subsidizing my six years in college. The knowledge I learned – both in success & failure, within the classroom and outside it – enabled me to study abroad.

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! Because speaking of idiotic optimism, if there’s one other thing that Pinoys have in common its insanity. Don’t believe what the media tells you – bad news sells. There is a large and growing number of people who are not only crazy enough to stay here, they actually love it! Who else but a Pinoy could thrive in the Philippines? Lunatics like my long-suffering teachers, unsung and paid a pittance their entire careers, but dearer to me than I could ever express. Basket-cases in the public sector: rural doctors, honest government workers (they do, indeed, exist); Weirdos in the private sector: the charities and foundations, the Brain Gain Network, thousands of enlightened entrepreneurs and business owners. Senseless acts of kindness and honor happen everyday and an incredible amount of money is made honestly in this country; unheralded and unnoticed by all.

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! Our unfinished revolutions – which are actually grand parties where fictional speeches are made, singing, dancing and prayer go on into the night and you invite everyone via text to participate – are a remarkable display of democracy. A democracy that may not be working very well, but saves us from being invaded in the name of “liberation”. A democracy that preys on its own people and will eventually force everyone to wake up, keep praying (and complaining) but CHANGE. Eventually it will be so detestable that we will realize that to try to change the system is like trying to boil the ocean, but to change ourselves (pain in the butt that it is) is the only solution. Thank God, that you drive us so relentlessly towards personal responsibility and integrity. Without the avarice and incompetence around us, we would remain the teenagers of the earth: possessors of freedoms we misuse and abuse, civic duties we neglect, and consciences we openly deride.

Thank God, I’m a Filipino! Thank God we suffer so! No nation or individual in the entire course of human history has become great without suffering. Thank God for the pollution, the crime, the poverty, the squalor and the misery. Thank God for all the people who moan and bitch and complain, thank God for all the people who pray and weep and proclaim: “Something has to change!”

Filipinos are not grateful or optimistic, we hate ourselves because we see nothing good in our country. We laugh because it would hurt too much not to, we complain because it would be too risky to act. So we should make it a point to remember our history and teach it to others. Not merely our centuries old struggle against colonialism but also the more recent fight for justice, fairness and prosperity. We should visit the newly re-opened Ayala Museum, and take our kids with us. We should pass on good news, and there is a lot of it to be found! Though the infidelities of artistas are more newsworthy than the years of hard work of Dr. Carmencita Padilla and our Lingkod Bayan awardees or the laudable conduct of our relief and rescue workers, there is more good news than bad. The bad news is just more fashionable. But something has to change first!

Filipinos have no self-discipline, we do not follow the rules because no one else does. So we must do the right thing, adhere uncompromisingly to our moral standards. We cannot control the behavior of others, but we can control what we do. We are a country rich in faith, both in quality and in diversity, but whether we proclaim the Apostle’s Creed or the Shahada, there is one thing I’m sure we would all agree on: If we are only good because of fear of punishment and hope for reward, then the faith we posess is hollow. If we were better Catholics, Christians, Moslems, Hindus, Jews and Buddhists; we would be better Filipinos. If we were to say: “I do the right thing and I do it for myself, no matter what the conduct of others”, then you would see a renaissance. But something has to change first!

Filipinos are petty, so we must stop being petty ourselves. We have shot down ideas and shut down programs, not because of their quality but because they were born in the minds and built by the hands of a rival or a predecessor. Our definition of success is individualistic, even though our own history teaches us that no radical change has ever occurred in this country that did not incorporate the goals of the powerful with the goals of the many. The government cannot be depended on, so we must think of public-private partnerships, of entrepreneurship for economic development. But something has to change first!

Filipinos are corrupt; our government is incorrigible, our children are gambling, cheating each other on Ragnarok, addicted to whatever drugs they can afford, our graduates do not meet the standard of education that industry requires; so we must donate to our schools, both public and private. We must give back to teachers the luster of their profession and the dignity that comes with a proper salary. We must think of win-win situations, of living in integrity. But something has to change first!

That something is me.

That something is you.

So to hell with what the world, the media, the millions of cynics may say! Because “yes, the Filipino can” and soon the Filipino will! I refuse to lose hope in the Filipino, because I refuse to lose hope in my family and friends, I refuse to lose hope in myself. Thank God, I can change. Thank God, I can work, inspire, lead, act and care!

Whatever else the future brings, thank God, thank God I’m a Filipino!