After the intense events inside the hospital, the caretakers of Dinofayoggs, Dino, Faye and Oggs, agreed to avoid trouble and hassle as much as they can. That plan came tumbling down when the trio and the blog baby encounter an angry mob just outside the hospital premises.
I don't know what you've been toldbut Microsoft is earning goldWhile we're here with computers oldBowing all to what's been toldThe military-like chant echoed from one side of the street to the other, as if every building of that bustling community was chanting with the angry mob. Oggs hugged Dinofayoggs and tried to keep the blog baby asleep despite the multitude of people chanting in an orc-like fashion.
I don't know what you've been toldbut foreign corps are just so boldThat PC system they've just soldis very ancient to what they holdA sniff and a slight bubbling noise came from the blog baby, and almost instantly, Dinofayoggs gave a tremendous cry. Panicking and without any knowledge on how to keep babies asleep when they've been disturbed by a tumultous racket, Oggs gave the crying blog baby to Faye, and went forward.
"What the frock is all this about?" shouted Oggs.
From the multitude came a miniscule guy with a weirdly oversized mouth carrying a piece of paper.
"I, my comrades, is Mr. William Bigmouth, you can call me Bill for short," politely declared the mob's representative.
"This, my dear friend, is a sign up sheet, and my role here, my frenzied fellow, is to ask you to sign this sheet and give a contribution of a few pesos for our noble cause," calmly continued Bill.
"And what noble cause is that, my over-assuming bigmouthed friend?" sarcastically remarked Oggs.
"Yeah, what noble cause is that, my short and puny comrade?" repeated Dino.
"Yup, yup, yup, what? What? What? asked Faye, who was currently changing the diaper of the crying blog baby.
"Let me explain, my impatient grumbling pals," answered the slightly offended Bill. "We are rallying because of Section 52 of the Philippine Commerce Act which states, and I quote, unless otherwise expressly provided for, the interpretation of these Rules and the Act shall give due regard to the Act's international origin - the UNCITRAL Model Law on Electronic Commerce... you may clap now."
Nobody clapped. Silence.
"So what?" asked Faye, finally breaking the silence.
"Well, my neanderthal mistress," annoyedly remarked Bill, "can't you see that our country, the Philippines is clearly not yet fully progressed into an electronic community. Therefore, we cannot really compete with other nations so as to justify making something a foreign element created part of the law of our land. That section, if you've read completely, asks us to seek guidance from the model law, for interpretation of the law. I tell you now that our governmental systems aren't completely connected to the Internet as compared to the governments of the United States, Korea, or Switzerland. Does that mean that we have to keep up with the Jones and whatever technological advancements they utilize in their commercial systems? I cannot agree to that lest Bill Gates and other technology companies keep consumer systems generally low-priced for third world counties like ours... It's just fair, right?"
"But I sincerely think that that provision just provides an answer to whatever is lacking in our legislation, I got no problem with that," smugly said Oggs.
"Yeah, me too," agreed Dino.
"But think about this, fellows, you only see the small picture," added Bill, "The big picture here is the fact that the Philippines is not entirely electronic. If international laws, which I may add is very very nebulous since it doesn't have standards to follow. The UNCITRAL's rules are pretty vague and can be open to advancements from whatever nation that will advance technology, and sadly, the Philippines just follows that. Given international contracts where a Philippine company is a party, that company is completely outnumbered given its technological deficiency and the fact that the model law is more attune to modernity rather than keeping the third world nations happy."
"I guess, anyway, we just want to get past your angry mob so here's a twenty peso bill and just write there, Dinofayoggs. Goodbye." abruptly ended Faye.