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By: Anakin the JEDI

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ASH WEDNESDAY: a start of lent season


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WATER, lets save



I like the notion of oil on the ocean,
'cause it lubricates all of the waves.
When the water is slicker,
the tankers are quicker.
And look at the fuel that it saves.
I like burgers in styrofoam dishes,
Not fishes,
they take up good space in the sea.
Pollution is the solution,
Nature's annoying to me.

It's funny, I think, when things go extinct,
and they become yesterday's news.
When a species ceases, there's no more feces
for me to scrape off my shoes.
Well, some trees stay - I guess they're okay.
(The Prez says they're more toxic than cars.)
Pollution is the the only solution.
(Well, the easiest solution by far.)

I could spend hours in acid-rain showers,
and nuclear power is fun.
Hooray for pollutants !
'ecause they make us mutants,
and two heads are better than one !
Oh, I feel so attractive when I'm radioactive,
and I get my haircuts for free.
Pollution is the solution,
'cause if it's not, what else could be ?

When a strip mine stops, a town's livehood drops,
so the ax that I wield just cuts trees.
What's the answer, my friend ?
It blows in the wind,
which is thickening with CFCs.
We've always had trouble, since the first
critter's bubble popped the primordial slime.
Pollution, my son, is the solution,
and I know that you'll thank me in time.

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Photo Challenge 58: Clueless

Mom, I'm clueless.... Could you provide me a hint?

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The tartanilla used to ply the busier arteries of Sancianko, Leon Kilat, Tres de Abril, that long stretch of N. Bacalso avenue and V. Rama. While there were those who were constantly irked by their presence, none could have thought there would be time they'd be swept out of the city's more conspicuous landscape. The kutseros' (coachmen) were not too keen back then on how to go about the unhygenic ways of how their horses dispose of their wastes. Not even considering the stink.

This however gave birth to the recognition to the making of tartanillas, a full-blown ndustry by the "Companieas de los Tranyias de Filipinas", a joint corporation of Spaniards and Filipinos, was aimed at mass producing as a means of transportation.

The Tartanilla mad of light construcion material, having a capacity of ten passengers and drawn by four horses and was then considered for the growing population in urban Manila. What was then considered was the archaic "carromata", a cart drawn by carabao (water buffalo), could no longer catch up with the fast-paced lifestyle of the Manileños.

The Tratanilla was however exclusive to the elite. But upon the creation of the Companias, 8,000 tartanillas were released to the major road of Calle Nueva on that fateful day of December 26, 1885. Thus a progressive company that shared ownership of the prominent Filipino and Spanish businessmen.

The scarcity of horses led the way to the creation of a new form, a 4-seater tartanilla driven by a single horse.

The tartanilla owners adorned it. The embellished tartanilla was also symbolic of the social status of the owners.

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