For many people, the presidential election struck at core convictions — some so visceral that we didn’t even know we possessed them. The reasons are as varied as they are complex: deeply held religious, familial and/or ethnic values; discomfort with something out of the norm; a murky blend of rational and knee-jerk fears.
This coming presidential election on 2010 will fractured friendships started by the proximity of our houses and built on crying in each other’s arms the day our babies went to kindergarten.
Our debates started with Erap versus Corrupt. We moved on to play dama versus cheese, Cuatro Cantos versus Serbesa (for Papa, not the kids), stay at home versus wife goes on OFW to work. Cuatro Cantos won the debate at last Friday’s happy hour. The Tambays ran wild outside, and inside the chat turned to politics.
Where do they go from here?
And now this gem, and who is the newest presidential candidate? Paq Yu or Pak Yu?
Paquito “Paq” Yu, whose name sounds like an obscenity, is a satirical character created by Pagbabago! Who is this Paq Yu? Is he a Pak Man dad?
Paq Yu announced his presidential bid and presented his platform: “I want the Philippines declared the 52nd state of the United States.” Sounds Like Pamatong!The founder of “Spikes Boys”
He had another bright idea on what to do with Bayani Fernando’s tarpaulins after he lost the election. “We should reuse the tarpaulins of politicians for my low-cost housing program,”
But seriously now, Paq Yu, like any other politician, will file his candidacy with the Commission on Elections , attend presidential debates and launch campaigns.Expect to see more of Paq Yu as he will make public appearances until the 2010 elections.
Here’s another clown, Ronnie Puno.
According to him, he is the man who made three Philippine Presidents is gunning for No. 2 and a possible dream combination with Vice President Noli de Castro.
.Puno He said that if it was wrong for him to announce his candidacy, it would be equally wrong for “Mr.Noted” Francis Pangilinan to have announced his own intention to run for vice president, because “a senator can call a public investigation.”
One mom who’s busy watching the Hayden Kho video (not just any mom — the mom whose house I see out my window, the mom whose children I would lay down in traffic for) announced she would just go ahead and say it: She would not vote for Puno nor Mr.Noted .I pour some gasoline on her anger,telling her that Pangilinan is a good man,Sharon is yearning to be a second lady. She explained that she has plenty of friends who are upset with this two, because they helped Arroyo steal the presidency from Frenando Poe, but she doesn’t want them to be vice president,they might steal the presidency again if Noli elected president and that’s just how she was brought up. She. Said. That.
The mom moral gauntlet has been thrown down: Tolerate a thieves in my home in hopes of preserving peace in the neighborhood and our children’s friendships, or install an invisible barrier around my house across which no more tongpats, blatant or veiled, will be allowed to cross — thus giving my former mom-friend the last piece of evidence she needs to prove to herself I am the intolerant one.
Finally, there’s my own faint, by comparison, story about my recent birthday dinner with longtime friends. I’m the minority party in this group, so I had no interest in rehashing campaign rhetoric. But one of the women — dignified by nature and usually private about her political opinions — seethed with a level of anger I’ve never before witnessed in her. And she wadded it into spit balls and spat them at me, the easy target.
From the very start to the very finish, she would have nothing to do with a celebratory mood. First, she humorlessly declared that it had become difficult to like the likes of me. Then she refused to accept any and all invitations to change the subject, spouting those anomalous vulgarities that rants seem to stir.
The scales had fallen from her eyes. I was, in her new view, shallow, gullible and immature. Missing nary an opportunity to rake me over the coals, she even managed to turn the cake — chocolate with butter cream frosting — into a prop. “It’s sa Pula,sa Puti ” she didn’t exactly joke.
I yelled to her at the window that I like “Paq Yu”
She nodded and even asked me if it’s on video, as if I wasn’t already bummed enough about adding a year to my age.
I’ve known this person for a decade. We’ve enjoyed dozens of dates,she paid for the rooms, now she want to have a sex video with Hayden Kho..