Today in Labor History April 27, 1521: On this day, Philippine Natives fought the battle of Mactan against Ferdinand Magellan. Lapulapu’s warriors ambushed him and overpowered the Spanish forces. They killed Magellan with a poison arrow. Their victory delayed Spanish colonization of the Philippines by forty-four years. For centuries, native Muslim Filipinos fought wars against their Spanish rulers. The Spanish saw these as a continuation of the Reconquista of Spain from the Moors. They brought in conscripts from Mexico and Latin America, including many Native Americans. Mortality was high on both sides. Many conscripts fled into the countryside, or joined with the Filipino forces. Yet, despite all the slaughter and repression of Native Filipinos, the colony was never profitable to Spain. During the 1800s, Filipino immigrants fought alongside Latin Americans in their wars for independence from Spain. In 1896, Filipinos fought their own war for independence from Spain.

When the U.S. initially landed in the Philippines, in 1898, they supported Filipinos in their uprising against Spain. However, by August, 1898, the U.S. had ended their collaboration with Native Filipinos and soon annexed the country. American rule was brutal. In 1899, American went to war against their colonial subjects. The war was far deadlier and more costly than their war against Spain. 4,200 American soldiers, up to 20,000 Philippine soldiers, and at least 200,000 civilians died.

The Japanese occupation during World War II was also brutal. In the most infamous example, 10,000 Filipino and 1,200 U.S. soldiers died in the Bataan Death March. However, during the occupation, Filipino guerillas fought an insurgency against the Japanese. Consequently, the Philippines became the costliest theatre of war for the Japanese. Nearly 500,000 Japanese died fighting in the Philippines. But it was much worse for Filipinos, with over 1 million dying during World War II. The Battle of Leyte Gulf, toward the end of World War II, was the largest naval battle in history.

Mark Twain, who was vice-president of the American Anti-Imperialist League from 1901 until his death in 1910 said “I have read carefully the treaty of Paris and I have seen that we do not intend to free, but to subjugate the people of the Philippines. We have gone there to conquer, not to redeem… And so I am an anti-imperialist. I am opposed to having the eagle put its talons on any other land.”

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@MikeDunnAuthor @bookstadon

"VANCOUVER, British Columbia —

Vancouver police ruled out terrorism in a car ramming attack that killed 11 people at a Filipino heritage festival in the Canadian city, saying the suspect has a history of mental health issues.

Dozens of others were injured, some seriously, as the ramming shook the country ahead of federal elections.
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A man driving a black Audi SUV entered the street just after 8 p.m. Saturday and struck people attending the Lapu Lapu Day festival. A Vancouver man was arrested."

https://www.wxii12.com/article/people-killed-car-plowed-vancouver-street-festival-crowd/64599403

@LevZadov @bookstadon that's fucked!

@MikeDunnAuthor @bookstadon

Herself and I stay out of crowds. Crowds are a soft target for ramming attacks, snipers, etc. A few years ago we even had a maniac with a knife charge into a Halloween in the Castro celebration.

Herself and I went to an anti-Tesla demo yesterday. There's no defense against snipers, but we were careful to position ourselves so we could dodge a ramming attack.

Life during wartime. C'est la guerre.

@MikeDunnAuthor @bookstadon

FWIW, I myself was once run down by a car. Fifty years later I still limp. It was hit and run so I didn't get any money out of it. My femur was broken 200 pieces. All but two were splinters. I came to in traction numb from the pits down. I thought I was going to be paralyzed. I wasn't. Nothing got severed. It was just edema pressing on my spinal chord. Eventually it subsided. Later they let me out of traction and I graduated to crutches. Then they discharged me. Two of my workmates took me in and took care of me in till I was capable of getting along on my own.

I'd been hitchhiking just outside New Haven. I was well off the pavement when he hit me. I'd like to believe he was drunk, but it was a deeply divided time in America, and I had a beard and longish hair. PlusI was hitchhiking. So maybe he mistook me for a hippie, and it was attempted murder. Either way, he left me there to bleed to death. I didn't, but to this very day I can close my eyes and see his face in the windshield at the last second before he hit me. It's as clear as a photo. I thought it was going to be the last thing I ever saw. I never did see him again though, for years I scanned for it in every crowd I saw in Connecticut. Then I moved to California and tried to just put it out of my mind. That hasn't happened. But at least now I know *exactly* how every survivor of ramming attack feels.

@LevZadov @bookstadon awful experience!

@MikeDunnAuthor @bookstadon

You betcha. I don't recommend it at all.

But bad things happen sometimes. It's part of the human experience. No matter what happens though, no matter how bad it is, there's always a silver lining. Sometimes you have to search for it. Sometimes it's right in front of your face. But it's in there somewhere, always, every time.

Before that guy ran me down I honestly believed that if I were ever paralyzed I'd just kill myself. But that was just in my head. When actually confronted with the imminent prospect in real life I never thought of killing myself. I didn't dwell on what I couldn't do. Instead I immediately started take stock of what I could do. There were a lot of things that I couldn't do, but one thing that I could do is adapt. That canceled out a lot of the other side of the equation.

Not adapting never crossed my mind. I don't have to worry about what I might do if I had to. I know in advance exactly what I'd do. I'd adapt. I don't even have to think about it. It's my default mode. It seems to be working, too. I'm seriously old but I'm still running around loose and I've never been murdered, not even once. That's a comfort to know.

So I got that out of the whole experience. It's worth more than silver. There's always something good to be found in even the worst situations. You just have to look enough.