July 4th.

This is day, hundreds of years ago, when Americans, technically declared that it is Independence day (not june 12). Yes, they left the country, but with one underlying catch - We are under a constitution that greatly favored them.

Yes, we left colonial shackles that day. But did the americans faithfully unclasped its talons on this country? No. Everywhere you look, there's still a mark of colonialism. You see, we were never free. From the first time those Chinese people set foot from a foreign land to the time Mr. McArthur said I will return, we were never free.

If we were free-thinkers back then. If we were just favoring our brothers rather than whiteskinned poeple. We could have been much greater. We could create products on our own. We could patent our own inventions. But what is happening now? Our inventions are sold to other countries because our government cannot support it. Why? The money is magically transported to Mr. Governor A whose wallet is getting bigger and bigger while his people are starving and cannot take baths because there's no water supply. We could also export our Markina shoes? But what happens? It is sold to Gucci and they sell it three folds to other countries.

I could go on like this forever, but what will happen? None. My voice is unaudible. Even if I start within myself. I am only a small voice. Small, mute voice against a behemoth of a nation.

Look at the circumstances now. What do we have? Billions of debts to be paid by our children, and the children after them. Debts to be paid because we gave in to the imperialistic desires of people who said they care but they really don't.

So tell me:

Malaya ka nga ba?