But the waitin’ feel is fine
So don’t treat me like a puppet on a string
‘Cause I know how to do my thing
Don’t talk to me as if you think I’m dumb
I wanna know when you’re gonna come, see…
-Singer/Songwriter: Bob Marley
ON AUGUST 25, President Rodrigo Duterte, in his nationwide televised address, mentioned that his doctor told him his ailment Barrett’s esophagus was nearing stage one cancer. He was advised to stop drinking alcohol to avoid worsening the ailment.
And before the usual suspects – the “devotees to the cult of the yellow ribbon”, Frappuccino-infused so-called millennials, the pseudo-communists, social climbers and the rest of the idiots – start dancing in the streets and hire an event organizer to prepare the inauguration of Leni Robredo as President of the Republic, take note of Duterte’s statement: “nearing stage one”.
So, it’s stage zero, meaning no cancer. Stop salivating. The man’s not going to die anytime soon.
Here’s more disappointment: the chances of Barrett’s esophagus developing into cancer is less than one percent… ahay.
For all intents and purposes, Duterte was playing you again but I’m not saying “the barefoot lady from Naga” a.k.a. Leni Robredo’s latest “SONA” was a complete disaster. At least it gave us something to laugh about, which is a good distraction from the pandemic quarantine.
Weeks prior to this unsolicited and totally irrelevant “SONA” with the usual motive which is upstaging Duterte, talks were abound from the usual citizens of the Republic of Twitter that Duterte was either dead, critically ill and flown to Singapore for treatment via an ambulance jet that happened to land on the Davao International Airport.
You know, there are a lot of uber rich Davao citizens who can more than afford to hire an ambulance jet, not just Duterte.
I guess the usual suspects are not aware of that in the same way they’re totally ignorant of the fact that Southern Philippines Medical Center (SPMC) in Davao City is the biggest and probably the most modern government hospital in the Philippines.
So when pictures came out of Duterte having a meal with his family in Davao, all of a sudden the usual suspects became experts on Photoshop and whatever photo editing application there is.
All sorts of analysis were done on the picture – from lighting to angle, including if the food was fresh, real or just plastic. Not to be outdone, there were also analyses on Duterte’s shirt – if it was just washed or if it was ironed or not, including a debate if fabric softener was used or not. Even the material of the table was not spared, and so on and so forth.
It was completely ridiculous! So what if it was photoshoped or not when they all woke up the morning after sleepless nights analyzing the photo, Duterte is still president and Leni is not, while Leila De Lima is still in jail.
And there lies the reason for all these nonsense. Six years of living under a Duterte presidency is something these three percent of the entire population noisy minority cannot accept. So to somehow soften the pain and make it bearable they engage in these mindless analyses of just about anything Duterte – from staying up to watching his live televised address hoping to catch something not to their liking and analyse it among themselves then posting it on Twitter.
But no amount of props will erase or even change the fact that Leni Robredo is an idiot, a second-rate nincompoop. Why she even became a lawyer is one of life’s second greatest mysteries; the other one is how she won as vice president.
Yes, she is pretty. But your impression changes the moment she starts to talk in the shrill girly ersatz pseudo-colegiala talk that would even make Kris Aquino cringe.
Never mind that what comes out is just nonsense or what her handlers give to her. What makes it more irritating is Leni Robredo is pushing 56 years yet she talks like someone from junior high school and all in Taglish. This woman, supposedly the Vice President, cannot even speak a sentence of straight English. And on top of it, she never was a colegiala in the first place.
Leni Robredo seems to be waiting in vain.
Meanwhile, we segue to something totally unrelated to Leni Robredo: “Waiting In Vain” is a song written by reggae musician Bob Marley and recorded by Bob Marley & The Wailers, for his 1977 album Exodus. It was written by Bob Marley to a lover – rumoured to be Cindy Breakspeare, the mother of Damian Marley.
This song details Marley’s frustration with having to wait for her love without knowing whether or not it will work out./PN
