THIS is now is the conclusion of the three-part mini-series, which is nothing but a really long scathing, but entertaining, essay that is a reaction to one teacher calling me on my strong language, and political allegiances.
I think the aim of my reactor was to red tag me.
Make me look that I am anti-Duterte administration.
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People forget that I helped put the president to power.
I campaigned, and voted, for him.
Of course, I realized I didn’t like the rest of his policies one and a half years into his office.
But I have mostly kept mum against the administration.
I was willing to wait it out until the end of his term, just like how the Americans waited for Trump to be voted out after many have realized their initial mistake of making him president in the first place.
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I very much believe in democracy and peaceful transfer of power.
But when people f*ck up the education of young Filipinos, that’s where I draw the line.
And I will not be holding back; I will be bold to speak out.
Here again, witness:
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Ayoko lang na binababoy ng mga nagmamarunong ang mga Pilipino.
Kung wala po akong nakikitang mali, hindi po ako magsasalita.
Busy rin po ako.
May lovelife din po ako kahit papaano.
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Excuse me rin po pero hindi na ako naniniwala sa kasabihan ng matatanda na kung wala kang masasabing mabuti ay manahimik ka na lang.
Namatay na po ang mga matatandang iyon; sila po ang tuluyang nanahimik.
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Habang buhay po, mabuting nagsasalita.
Lalo’t masakit ang tiyan — para agad malunasan.
Kung wala pong ink at papel para sa modules, mananahimik ka na lang?
Pa-martyr ka at gagastos ng sariling pera?
Patay na rin po ang mga dakilang martyr.
‘Yong mga buhay pa, ‘yon naman ang mga tanga!
Umaasang babalikan.
Umaasang mapapansin.
Umaasa sa wala.
Umaasa sa DepEd!
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Hindi ko rin po ginustong maging matalino.
God-given gift yata ito.
Pero it’s like a curse talaga.
Kasi if you are smart like me, kailangan mo talagang kalampagin ang mga gumagawa ng katiwalian, kabobohan at kapalpakan.
Or else, babawiin ni God ang boses at wisdom mo.
Nasa Bibliya po iyan, “The Parable of Talents” yata ang title.
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So, uulitin ko lang.
Wala akong ambisyon sa politika.
Wala akong kulay na pinapanigan, maliban siguro sa pink.
At brown, na kulay ng mga dukha at dugyot.
At pwede rin marahil na wala na lang akong pakialam.
Self-sufficient naman ako.
Hindi naman ako dependent kahit kanino para makakain.
Retired na nga ako at age 45, ano ba!
E, dito kasi sa Facebook, sinisigaw nila, #PSNLangMalakas.
Pinaninindigan ko lang.
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Mabuti rin naman kasi ang maging relevant lalo at may sense ako, kumpara sa mga pa-relevant at pabebe na walang sense.
Sabi ko nga, Hindi ako nakikipagkumpetensya sa mga fanatics at bobo. Pero kung mananahimik ang matalino, kabobohan ang magiging new normal ninyo.
(I’m not competing with noisy idiots and fanatics. But if the smart side stays quiet, stupidity becomes the sad and bad New Normal.)
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Alam ko ring ipapako rin nila ako in the end, pero okey lang, kasi parang Jesus Christ Superstar naman ang peg noon.
And it makes me feel good, for now, that people see me as someone who can speak out for them.
Kasi as a writer, this is #petersolisnery, this is #ThePSN:
He who gives voice to those who don’t have it; and he who uses his most well-chosen words (not necessarily “nice”) to create the most impact, and to hopefully get a strong response.
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What’s a strong response?
‘Yong maraming uma-agree sa akin; but also katulad ng response ninyo — ‘yong hindi kayo pinatulog ng post ko. ‘Yong kinailangan mo mag-react.
DepEd needs to react.
So, now, get me to DepEd!/PN
