‘Tol must have been thinking of his campaign strategies making himself looked like a useful “Tool” to the public. Unlike his senatorial candidate endorsers, “Tol settled for a Manny-Pacquiao-V2.0 (who is good in acting-singing and 0% in boxing) and a Kilabot-Ng-Senado-Escort-PBB-Celebrity-Winner (whom we all remembered as Rustom’s confidante who pee in Big Brother’s garden) to boost his handsome image. Name retention wise, we can remember Mike because of Miriam Defensor-Santiago but then again, who is he?
Earlier this morning, on my way to the office, I took a good look at one of VECO’s post where “Tol’s face was plastered. The first thing that came out of my mind was nothing new… “Our carnival politicians are back in action wooing the public with their ancient antics.”
May is my month. It’s not my birthday. And it is not because it’s the election month but it’s the month that I’d end my contract. Aside from the orange and purple marks on my calendar counting down the days to the glorious month of May, I was also making a silent list of my senatorial bets.
'Tol definitely is out of my list. No second thoughts.
We are to replace twelve senators, right? But what if I only have seven in my mind (names I still didn’t know as of press time)?
Ok. Let me remember their names (but this does not mean that they are my bets, it is just for the purpose of recalling those who are jogging for the position: 1) Sonia Roco 2) Ralph Recto 3) Kiko Pangilinan 4) Prospero Pichay 5) Ed Angara 6) Cesar Montano [a joke] 7) Richard Gomez [this a bad joke]
That’s it. Those are the names that I can remember… oh, wait... yeah I remember Manny Villar (S.T. –sipag at tiyaga, diyan tayo aasinso-- now it's Super Twins), and is that Oakwood Mutiny Leader running too? I thought he was in jail. Trillanes. Now, I remember.
I wonder what kind of politicians would be jogging when my great grandchildren were born? Hmmm… Fangs and Wings for easy campaigning in our country’s archipelagic doctrine? Evolution of their species. I wonder if there would still be pork barrels for the congressmen and women. Why not beef? Would Nerissa-Soon-Ruiz be running in our district? Is it gonna be an Ouano-Ouano battle in Mandaue City? With the help of Nature Spring maybe the watch-model could win. Well, whoever wins, I sure do hope my father would still be working in the city government (as long as Ouano wins).
Are the lamp posts gonna be pegged at Php 1.00 in the year 3007’s ASEAN SUMMIT?
Well, the future of our country (if we still have one) depends on our pen. Not on their pens.
And I think I should be reserving my tears.
As for mybroken heart err.. heart? Well,time could only tell. Basin maBurn-out ra kadugayan... May the kind witches who witnessed my wrath may also be kind enough to sprinkle those cloudy dusts unto me for a peace of mind.
Earlier this morning, on my way to the office, I took a good look at one of VECO’s post where “Tol’s face was plastered. The first thing that came out of my mind was nothing new… “Our carnival politicians are back in action wooing the public with their ancient antics.”
May is my month. It’s not my birthday. And it is not because it’s the election month but it’s the month that I’d end my contract. Aside from the orange and purple marks on my calendar counting down the days to the glorious month of May, I was also making a silent list of my senatorial bets.
'Tol definitely is out of my list. No second thoughts.
We are to replace twelve senators, right? But what if I only have seven in my mind (names I still didn’t know as of press time)?
Ok. Let me remember their names (but this does not mean that they are my bets, it is just for the purpose of recalling those who are jogging for the position: 1) Sonia Roco 2) Ralph Recto 3) Kiko Pangilinan 4) Prospero Pichay 5) Ed Angara 6) Cesar Montano [a joke] 7) Richard Gomez [this a bad joke]
That’s it. Those are the names that I can remember… oh, wait... yeah I remember Manny Villar (S.T. –sipag at tiyaga, diyan tayo aasinso-- now it's Super Twins), and is that Oakwood Mutiny Leader running too? I thought he was in jail. Trillanes. Now, I remember.
I wonder what kind of politicians would be jogging when my great grandchildren were born? Hmmm… Fangs and Wings for easy campaigning in our country’s archipelagic doctrine? Evolution of their species. I wonder if there would still be pork barrels for the congressmen and women. Why not beef? Would Nerissa-Soon-Ruiz be running in our district? Is it gonna be an Ouano-Ouano battle in Mandaue City? With the help of Nature Spring maybe the watch-model could win. Well, whoever wins, I sure do hope my father would still be working in the city government (as long as Ouano wins).
Are the lamp posts gonna be pegged at Php 1.00 in the year 3007’s ASEAN SUMMIT?
Well, the future of our country (if we still have one) depends on our pen. Not on their pens.
And I think I should be reserving my tears.
As for my
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