Just Another Weekend in Chaotic Manila in dear Old RP
So I was looking forward to a stress-free Sunday.
Alas, it wasn't meant to be. By 5:00 pm, the TV stations were again breaking their regular programming to report on a supposed brewing incident at Fort Bonifacio. Again, lots of huffing and puffing and spellmaking. The usual suspects immediately descended on the scene like vultures on the lookout for blood. Imee Marcos, Teofisto Guingona, Nino Muhlach, and the leftists were all there. Media people tried to make it appear that there was something truly worthwhile happening that justified all that precious airtime being laid to waste (the kids in the house could not understand why Going Bulilit was being cancelled). I know how this is going to end - with the status quo.
I almost fell off my chair when I saw the leftists there. Huh? These are people who have spent all their lives condemning military people as fascists and all of a sudden, they support te marines? I know that there are no permanent enemies in politics, only permanent interests. But for crying out loud, whatever happened to their ideological struggle?
In the meantime, the Inquirer weekend magazine features APO Hiking Society's Jim Paredes who is migrating to Australia. This is sad and tragic. Jim is a nationalist, a veteran of the EDSA revolution, and a foremost Pinoy artist. If someone like Jim is deserting the Philippines, then this is a portent of things to come.
By 8pm, I decided to read a book. Ho hummm.