California King Bed

Last Monday, I rode the LRT going to EDSA station to renew my passport. (See entry here) As usual, the MRT supersedes all definition of being “packed”. If the people in the train were atoms, we would be solid matter. So packed that you can sniff your co-passengers breakfast from their shirts!

While battling myself for survival at the LRT, it dawned to me that this madness would’ve been a good concept for Rihanna’s California King Bed. The line “Chest to chest, nose to nose, palm to palm, we were always just that close” would’ve been depicted as vividly and with much literal realism going on (a seemingly nonexistent part in the official video) by the passengers. Scrap the song’s metaphorical meaning, viewers to be fed with raw information!    

Here are some proposed scenes in the music video:

Chest to chest. :)

Back to the LRT ride. I boarded the train at Doroteo Jose. It was empty when it arrived. As we entered the train, I and the other passengers, composed mostly of men, got seats and were all comfortable. 

The train then had more and more passengers as it advanced from one station to another. This time, more on the female population were boarding. At the earliest glimpse of an old lady who found no seat available, I immediately gave mine. I was expecting that other males would also do that but to no avail, they just sat there apathetic from all women who were standing up. And I thought Filipino culture teaches us to give way to women.

Later on the trip, I saw a sign on the window of the train that says, “Seats are strictly for the women and the disabled”. Can’t we read as well? Haynaku.

Original photos from here and here