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Jacque Bermejo controversy
I came across this controversy Saturday night. At that time, the outraged group has not been started yet. When I checked today, I was surprised to find out that more than 10,000 people have already joined the orgy of bashing and hate directed at Jacque Bermejo.
Here's a quick backgrounder. This Jacque Bermejo, or someone who is using her identity, posted a status update in a facebook account bearing her identity:
"buti n lng am hir in dubai! maybe so many sinners back der! so yeah deserving what happened!"
As can be expected, there was an immediate outrage. She followed up with this status update:
"cuz of u dnt understand!!!judge me sige!!! kya ala kayong asenso.even nature now is making statement big time!!!"
I can understand why lots of people out there are angry.
But there have been attempts to shed light on the issue. You can read it here. Someone who comes by the name of Nicey Yap has also been trying to defend Ms. Bermejo in facebook. The defense being proffered is that the "sinners" comment was not made by Ms. Bermejo herself, but by someone who presumably has an axe to grind against her who hacked her account.
If indeed Ms. Bermejo is a victim in this particular controversy, she needs to come out and clear her name.
I've been having high blood pressure since last Thursday. I had to come home early from work last Thursday because I had a splitting headache and my bp was hovering at 140/120. It eventually went down to 130/90, which in my case is still quite high since my regular bp is 100/70. I've been in bed the whole day yesterday and today - trying not to be stressed out. And yet, my bp is still at 130/100 levels. Sigh.
I would have wanted to join my friends on a pilgrimage to Our Lady of Manaoag, but I was afraid the four-hour trip would aggravate my hypertension. Besides, I had a scheduled visit from a reflexologist who claimed to have healed so many with his healing touch. I figured the massage would be relaxing (yeah, I know and he knew that he had to be careful about putting pressure on the nape area).
So let's talk about the reflexology experience first. What can I say, I wish I had the same level of faith as this particular reflexologist. He kept chattering on and on a…
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