‘Coz We’ve Become Desperate For Change

John Oliver, I can understand your need to spice up your monologue on your talk show. But seriously, you can’t be that clueless. Why don’t you come over to the Philippines and have a look and experience how things really are around here? Foreign press is quick to attack politicians in our land who aren’t of the same mold as their ideal traditional ones. Maybe they don’t get that crime and instability have remained as impediments to our progress for the longest time, and the divide between the rich and the poor has always been large and abominable.

With it the probable burgeoning of another dictatorship and the cropping up of death squads in wiping out the very dregs of our society, you mention? Listen, we’re willing to take the risk. Honestly. As to the front-runner’s jokes and remarks the western media find highly offensive, they’re inconsequential compared to our hunger for change we’ve no problem letting go of them.

I’m still of the opinion the Philippines is beyond salvation. Yet our desperation for something different in the government or for a sincere public servant to bring forth hope is currently supplying us with this much perception.

In concurrence with the millions of filipinos who picked a (hopefully) fresh type of leadership last Monday, I’m pleased with the landslide victory of our country’s soon-to-be Chief Executive. Congratulations to my new president Rodrigo Duterte.

Indifference versus Devotion to Politics

“Who are you going to vote this May?” they ask me. “I’m not” is my curt answer. “Oops, we forgot. Geena is voting for POTUS!” Ha ha you faddy hoots. Now leave me alone.

The problem is I didn’t register. I was extremely busy months ago and wouldn’t want to waste a particular Saturday waiting in line for hours to be able to renew my privilege in selecting the next leaders who won’t be able to save our country anyway. The nation has for numerous generations been in deep shit and there’s scarcely light at the end of the tunnel especially for the grass roots. No, it’s not all the government’s fault; the people are to blame, too. Filipinos have been marked by certain character flaws which work to our very detriment: inside our territory we basically do not like being disciplined. Plus we can be too stubborn and dramatic.

In addition, the complications of lack of education or enlightenment have led to our unmanageable population growth and, for the lord of Batman, I don’t get why we go on electing and reelecting bird-brained movie/TV stars, useless over-the-hill politicians and keep building and supporting their political dynasties. Corruption rules to boot. Yes, we’re that lost and beyond hope.

Although if I had my pick, I’d want the tough willful Duterte guy to become the next president; The Philippines desperately needs an ultimate strong-arm chief executive right now.

In the other half of the globe, the recent update on Trump being ganged up (again) by Ted the puppet and Kasich the ick bugs me. And still, after all this time, I’m perplexed by the posture of many who go like “Oh I belong to the class of the intellectual elites, therefore, I must be anti-Trump.” The hypocrisy.

No matter what they say, I adore the man and am loyal to him. It pains me knowing they’re never allowing my favorite candidate that seat in the White House. I’ve no doubt he’s sincere in his mission to make America great again. If you’re a member of the “Never Trump” movement, we’d better not talk about it. I’ve already discussed enough my stand during my countless defense of the frontrunner on several sites. My ties with a long-time co-blogger and a new one had already been severed for that reason. If I had to make a choice, you know the billionaire would always win hands down.

I voice these things over here; it’s my blog. Comprende? 🙂