The roosters are armed with a curved blade attached to the paw, protected by a mini-sheath that is removed at the last moment for the fight. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)

Fighting cocks die on Sundays...

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In the Philippines, Sunday is often the day of cockfighting. Neal, our dive guide in Siquijorand Raul, who manages the Kiwi Resort, suggested that we go and see these bloody avian duels at the nearest cockfighting arena, the cockpit arena of the village ofEnrique Villanueva.

Cockpit arena, the arena of the fighting cocks

Marika, Shareef and I have gladly accepted this unprecedented Sunday release. To the cockpit arena of the village, the fights follow one another all afternoon. Entrance fee: 10 pesos.

In the small dirt road that leads to the arena, a lot of motorcycles are already parked. It is to say if the show is popular...

Welcome to the cockfighting arena of the village of Enrique Villanueva. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
Welcome to Enrique Villanueva's village cockfighting arena (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)

Well, "show" is a way of speaking. This is obviously not a place for the faint of heart or animal lovers. People come here mostly to bet and/or to have their fighting roosters fight. Some people bet huge sums of money and as in all games of chance, one can lose some feathers (it is the case to say it)...

Hundreds of guys are there, around a small square arena, surrounded by wooden bars. Few women, the audience is overwhelmingly male.

People are crowding around the fence and getting excited about the betting and fighting. A guy harangues the crowd on the microphone. Everyone gives their voices and crumpled bills are passed from one hand to the other.

Behind the arena, an almost exclusively male audience ... (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
Behind the arena, an almost exclusively male audience... (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
Between fights, a "master of ceremonies" sets the mood at the microphone. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
Between the fights, a "master of ceremonies" sets the mood with a microphone (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
When the bets are launched, everyone gets excited. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
When the bets are made, everyone gets excited. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)

A sharp blade like a razor

The fight itself is very short. Each rooster has, fixed to his leg, a long curved and pointed blade, like a small sword. One guesses it is razor sharp and carefully sharpened for the occasion.

The two roosters are presented one to the other, held at arm's length or by the feathers of the tail by their respective owner. It is a question of exciting the animals a little by approaching them beak against beak. They are released for good in the arena when the bets are balanced on both sides.

Afterwards, it goes very fast. A whirlwind of feathers, everyone screams and shakes behind the wooden bars. In a few minutes, it's over.

Before the fight itself, the cocks are presented to each other, to excite them and make them aggressive. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
Before the actual fight, the roosters are presented to each other, to excite them and make them aggressive. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
The roosters are armed with a curved blade attached to the paw, protected by a mini-sheath that is removed at the last moment for the fight. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
The roosters are armed with a curved blade attached to the leg, protected by a mini-sheath that is removed at the last moment for the fight (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)

One of the two bugs remains wallowed in the sand. It bleeds. If ever the cock on the ground moves again, we lift it up and put it back in front of the other one, just to see if it is still a bit fighting. If the other animal pushes the other one three more times, we consider that he won, if I understood Neal's explanations well.

Most of the time, the fallen rooster is already dead. It is picked up to make room for the next fight. A guy goes behind with his broom and shovel to pick up the feathers and blood. The air is a bit sticky inside the arena.

UPDATE (May 13, 2008). I've posted the video I edited afterwards here → Fighting cocks in the Philippines: the video...I'm handing it to you below:

Updated, January 2018 : sorry for the poor quality of these images, shot in 2008 with a modest compact camera, with a video mode at only 480 or 640 pixels, I don't know, at a time when 4K didn't exist yet and when the iPhone 3G was about to become the new fashionable technological jewel...

Valuable fighting cocks

In the dirt courtyard in front, men of all ages come and go, carrying their precious gallinaceous in the hollow of their arms: one crouches in a corner to examine the most beautiful fighting cocks, to make small talk with a neighbor, to carefully tie around the leg the strap which is used to fix the blade...

Outside, everyone pampers his cock and makes him admire the neighbors. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
Outside, everyone is busy caring for their rooster and showing it off to their neighbors (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008).

Few smiles here. We're not here to laugh. It takes three years to raise a fighting cock. With a special diet and everything, like for sportsmen. The chicks are sorted from birth. There are farms specialized in this kind of breeding.

On the day of the duel, some owners add alcohol to the mixture used to feed the rooster to make him aggressive.

In short, we attended a total of four-five fights, then we dragged a little in the yard among the roosters and people squeezing roosters on their hearts, then again at the exit in front of the fish merchants waiting for the customer who bet on the good cock ...

Great smiles of the fish merchants, installed at the exit of the arena ... A good spot to do business. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
Big smiles from the fish merchants, installed at the exit of the arena... A good spot to do business. (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
This sad-faced young man has just left the arena on a motorcycle, his cock dead at the end of his arm ... (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)
This young man, with a sad face, has just left the arena on his motorcycle, his dead rooster at the end of his arm... (Siquijor, Philippines, February 2008)

In the evening, Neal took to the stove to cook us... a chicken! An indirect tribute to all those fighting roosters who passed from life to death in the afternoon 😉 (Barnyard humor...)

Too good his chicken, simmered in a kind of spicy stew, in the Philippine way! We enjoyed it.

In any case, this bloody debauchery of poultry in the arena will not have finally spoiled our appetite. This Sunday evening dinner was also a kind of farewell meal for me before my departure. Very pleasant conclusion of my little stay in Siquijor.

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4 comments

  1. From the Philippines to Mexico, there is an undeniable and striking common point, not to say bloody, the cockfights. Your story immediately reminded me of an article by Pino Caccuci, Italian anthropologist and sociologist; the similarity between your two texts is surprising, really, you'll see, I'll lend you the book when you return.

    Well, here, we could also talk about cockfights in the arena... of the municipal elections in Neuilly! It also seems that the air traffic controllers will renew their strike next week, if nothing is settled... from their point of view.

    GOOD END OF HOLIDAY, ours will soon begin, mil comos siempre si, Mam.

  2. You will be able to return (with regret perhaps ...) without galley, the conflict of the air controllers is finished ....

    We are told that winter will be on the offensive next week, while we felt a foretaste of spring, except for the morning frosts, that beautiful sunny and bright days we have experienced, it seems that it is over, February has not yet drawn its bow.

    Hasta pronto, that disfrutes a tope, mam.

  3. Hello Corinne!

    Nice story about cockfights. Nothing to do with nudibranchs, but just as interesting. And with your photos, one could almost feel in the arena. What a talent! I don't know how much time you have left to spend there. Still too short, you might say, but so rich.

    Well, I wish you an excellent return. I'm leaving for a week on vacation in colder latitudes than yours. See you soon and lots of kisses. sat

  4. Yes, the date of return is approaching ... I will be in Rennes on Tuesday!

    No desire to come back... I would have stayed to make bubbles with Dauin's fish. It's still more my thing than cockfighting 😉

    That said, it was worth the detour, this arena, with all these guys cajoling their feathered fighting beasts.

    Happy Holidays to all!!!