Tuesday, February 19, 2008

A Sisyphean Battle

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

I went home for lunch yesterday. Turning on the TV to channel 23 and expecting to watch a rerun of Gilmore Girls, I saw, instead the now famous face of Mr. Lozada, hailed hero by some and half-truth teller by others. As I waited for the rice cooker to do its job, I sat enthralled to what the star witness had to say. He recounted how the former NEDA chief presented the “ecosystem of corruption” in the Philippines. Mulling over the whole thing, I thought to myself, is he or are they not merely waging a Sisyphean battle against the forces that be? Will it be remembered as a struggle in futility and absurdity?

Albert Camus, in his 1942 essay, The Myth of Sisyphus, sees Sisyphus as the embodiment of the absurdity and futility of human struggle. And here is the answer to my questions above:

“A face that toils so close to stones is already stone itself! I see that man going back down with a heavy yet measured step toward the torment of which he will never know the end. That hour like a breathing-space which returns as surely as his suffering, that is the hour of consciousness. At each of those moments when he leaves the heights and gradually sinks toward the lairs of the gods, he is superior to his fate. He is stronger than his rock.” (Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus, 1942)

2 comments:

Daddo said...

Who the hell is Sisyphus? Baka naman ibig mong sabihin ay "sisipot".

Kamag-anak ba ito ni susulpot o Mr. Lozada?

Angeli said...

tagatulak sya ng bato. :)

 
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