Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Beauty in the Eyes of the Social Media

I am happy for Xander Ford. I am happy that Marlou Arizala is dead. I am not a hypocrite. I embrace the “beauty is all” mentality. I am neither the hottest hunk nor the most gorgeous douchebag next door. But I would still choose the hunk and the handsome over the ugly and smart, UNLESS, he’s rich. That’s another story.

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In the words of younger co-millenials of mine (yes I’m a fucking millennial, don’t you dare doubt that. Though I am the eldest of our kind, borderline Gen X), the netizens were shooked (that’s a word nowadays, can you fucking believe it?!). Mixed reactions really.

Many people are saddened because, for them, the becoming of Xander Ford is the unbecoming of human values on aesthetics- that is becoming more and more superficial. To me, it’s sheer bullshit and hypocrisy. Marlou was famous because people were making fun of him in the internet. Eventually he had a strong following, because people usually think that the ugly are good comedians. I think his comedy days are over.

We all love beauty. We all cheer for the beautiful. I have written so much about this hot young cousin of mine. He’s no Einstein but whatever shit he posts on Facebook, it would be gathering a minimum of a hundred likes. It’s not even relevant or funny. When I post something witty on Facebook, I get 6 likes, 5 death threats and an excommunication (the latter is not even a joke). Sometimes there would be a mob outside my place, all excited to burn me in the stake. That’s because I have no cheekbones that compliments my eyes, no abs to show, and no smile to generate boners and wet pekpeks. That’s the reality. And that is not the said reality. Reality is a cold bitch. Shove a vibrator in its ass and it’s still a cold bitch.

This is the 21st century. And in our time today, when beauty products are a plenty, plastic surgery, and wellness clinics are sprouting like mushrooms left and right, to remain ugly should be considered a sin. Technology and medical progress have provided solutions to correct whatever glitches nature had in our physical formation. I still don’t understand why many people can’t accept this.

The issue here is actually financial- that many of us cannot afford these beauty products or undergo cosmetic surgery. But the wellness industry is doing its best to expand its clientele so that we, the paupers and can’t-afford people, can get the whitening soap and the glutathione pills.

So if you want to look good. Go! Get that gym membership. Get that whitening soap and slimming pills. Work hard for it. It will make you happy and feel better about yourselves. There should be no shame in aspiring to be beautiful. It is shameful though to shame others who have this aspiration. But if you choose to stay just the way you are, then, I have no problem with that. It just make us glitter, look better, and who knows, I might get laid finally! 

Thursday, October 05, 2017

In the Name of the Father, and of The Cop and of The Holy Immunity

The Tatay of the Land. Keeps a humble place. Keeps a humble profile. The nation has no problem with that, except for Trillanes. Can’t add any other words to this except for the word, “Untouchable”. Not the new cultural trend of politics. We’ve seen this before. Even before 1972. Before you get to him, you will pass through the hellfire and spite of the Dutertards. There’s a phantom menace over the land.

That boy in your baranggay. Keeps his smile. Friends of the tambays. Friends of many. Average student. Loves basketball. He’s been carrying something in his pockets; that’s what the cops told us. Probably doing some small business in drugs. So they planted several bullets in his head and body. He was armed, they said. Nobody knows. The kid was a small-time drug dealer, thus sayeth our honourable cops. Dutertards continue to chant, “He had it coming!” No one will ever know the truth. The rule is, if he’s carrying pouches, shoot him. If you found tons of drugs, there should be due process and bring in the whole circus of the Senate as well! 

Cops. Evil lordlings. Corrupt and greedy. The Tatay came in and all these demons suddenly became trusted pets, hounds from hell caressed by the divine hands of the Father. Our new heroes. The shield of truth. Knights in shining armor, kissed by the Almighty.

Citizens. Stupid. Stupid. Cowards. Treacherous. Victims of police before the Father’s arrival. Victims of police even after the Father’s arrival, except that drug addicts and pushers have precedence in the death list. Innocents are just a bonus. Citizens and innocents are nameless, mere numbers. Do not give them names so that there won’t be drama. Do not give them a history so there won’t be any future at all. Let the bullets rain. Let Death dance over the roofs of our houses. Let Fear join him. They are now nameless guilty corpses- just bones or ashes, or buried deep in the earth. They are now nameless walking corpses- breathing and silent, or chanting “Protect and Defend the President!” 

House Majority Leader Rodolfo FariƱas, honourable representative from Ilocos Norte. A Filipino citizen. Law-maker. Busy with hearings and congressional session. Wakes up in the morning and needs to get to work on time. Cites the Constitution so now he is entitled to a hassle free trip from his posh residence to the Batasan. Problem solved.

Working-class hero Juan de la Cruz, tired and sometimes pissed-off worker from the province, now working in the city. Filipino citizen. Law-abider, tax-payer, flying-voter, social survivor. Busy trying to survive, to feed family three times a day, to send children to school. Wakes up before the sun comes up and needs to get to work on time. Pays the jeepney or bus driver, shoves and kicks other passengers, wait in line, TRY NOT TO BE FED UP WITH THE CONDITIONS OF PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION BECAUSE HE HAS NO OTHER FUCKING OPTIONS, as he travels from his small house inhabited by family, and other relatives, dogs, cats and cockroaches, to his work. His problems in travelling are not solved because the dilemma is simply way beyond his power.

The Holy Immunity. Arroyo. Aquino. Enrile. Marcos. The Father. Political princelings and overlords donning the title of honourable while standing in the august chambers of powers. All the turncoats who enjoyed the graces of the Second Aquino, and even the graces of the infamous Gloria Arroyo, now standing side by side with the Father. Dismantle the Supreme Court. Dismantle the Ombudsman. Dismantle, discredit or destroy the remaining powers that obstruct the Father.

The common man in the street. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Soon to be another casualty in the war on drugs, dying with a bullet in his head. Normal. You’re nameless.

From the “Set of Principles for the Protection and Promotion of Human Rights Through Action to Combat Impunity” that was submitted to the United Nations Commission on Human Rights-

“Impunity” means the impossibility, de jure or de facto, of bringing the perpetrators of violations to account - whether in criminal, civil, administrative or disciplinary proceedings - since they are not subject to any inquiry that might lead to their being accused, arrested, tried and, if found guilty, sentenced to appropriate penalties, and to making reparations to their victims.

Its First Principle states:

Impunity arises from a failure by States to meet their obligations to investigate violations; to take appropriate measures in respect of the perpetrators, particularly in the area of justice, by ensuring that those suspected of criminal responsibility are prosecuted, tried and duly punished; to provide victims with effective remedies and to ensure that they receive reparation for the injuries suffered; to ensure the inalienable right to know the truth about violations; and to take other necessary steps to prevent a recurrence of violations.”

Tuesday, October 03, 2017


Of course, the fullness of a State Bully is completed by the presence of its gang. Yes, the gang of Duterte supporters, commonly known as the Dutertards.

In North Korea, they venerate their leaders in the spirit of communism. In our country, the State Bully is venerated by his horde of supporters, united by the cult of fearmongerism.

I like the Dutertards. They are united. They give solid and genuine support to the President. They are updated and are ever more socially aware of what’s happening in the country. And now, they have the flair for exaggerated drama to the point of being able to polish formidable bullshit. They started good and could have ended as glorious trail-blazers. Instead, we see nothing but virtual and mini-versions of Mocha Uson all over the internet and the archipelago.

That was actually the dream- that I would see Filipinos being informed and making strong statements for the country, for our communities, and for our ambition as a nation. But I see a group of people standing for one person, defending one person, and even trying to cover up the shit of one person, although that one person is not the country. I see people promote a state of mind in maniacal fear.

Ok, my problem with these people are that they are smart and intelligent and they are spewing the most incredible bullshit I’ve ever heard, chanting the slogan- Defend and Protect the President, or something of that nature.

It is as if the Presidency is constantly under siege, that there are dark forces conspiring for his downfall (I mean what the fuck? This is politics for chrissake, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEBODY WHO’S GOING TO PLAN HIS DOWNFALL, SO THERE’S NOTHING REALLY NEW ABOUT THIS SHIT?!), and that it cannot defend itself alone. That’s why the Dutertards must unite to protect and defend the President.


Defend and protect who exactly? The President who was able to implement his plan of action to hunt down drug dealers (or kill whistleblowers, it’s practically the same these days, innocent, criminal, doesn’t really matter. Dead is dead, and that’s the war on drugs my friend, so eat that shit), implement the Freedom of Information Act (other presidents like the boneless Noynoy Aquino didn’t have to balls to do it, Arroyo was too corrupt, and others were busy with something else), and change Cabinet officials with one snap at a time, without weakening the resiliency of the presidency? Is that the kind of president who needs protecting and defending?

Look, Noynoy was a boneless dumbass who made the poorest decisions- from fucking up China, the Manila hostage crisis, the internal bickering in the Liberal Party of which he has no real power over, and yet his administration survived. Arroyo, a little lady playing the role of president in a macho-oriented political culture faced impeachment raps, rallies, mutinies (read: TRILLANES the perpetual epal), but remained president all throughout nine years. And you all are compelled to protect Duterte? Are you fucking serious?

Defend and protect from whom exactly? The President is hell-bent on sending to jail or politically demolish drug-lords and democratically elected political leaders who have been critical of his rule. Single-handedly. Defend him from human rights groups? He bullied the CHR, an agency that eventually came back with its tail between its legs. Criminal lords? He was wiping out drugs and criminals in less than one year, something the other presidents couldn’t do in their 6-year stint. The media? He just convinced his supporters to discredit all media networks, and he has a formidable army of political bloggers, and many social media geniuses, that in the years to come obsequious historical revisions will flatter him even in the grave. Who the hell would have the guts to stand up and destroy the Strong Man? Are you all fucking serious?

There’s really nothing wrong when citizens stand up and express their loyalty and support for the president. It is commendable. But what pisses me off is why only for him?

When the country was ravaged by corruption and criminals, where were these Dutertards? Why weren’t they making strong statements against all the forces of evil? Why weren’t they standing up for the people?

They don’t stand for the people anymore. They stand for one man. Serving the pleasure of one man. They betrayed their own kind. They betrayed their fellow men, the way Filipinos betray and spit on the graves of those who fought for such freedom and rights.

So go on. Protect and defend him. Let’s wait when China steps in. And when that time comes, who will protect and defend the people? 

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Bullying At Its Finest, or The Coward Dilawan Broke His Silence

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The issue on the 1000-peso Commission on Human Rights budget was so clamorous that it actually reached me. For almost a year, I think, I didn’t give a shit about it. But it was so absurd that I had to break my promise on not commenting anymore about politics.

I don’t believe that the Duterte Administration is actually serious about doling out such shitty budget. If it’s serious on giving a considerable chunk of money to Mocha Uson, then CHR has better chances.

But I think the President together with those assholes in Congress have achieved that none of his predecessors (presidents after Marcos, of course), not even my beloved Gloria Arroyo, to be the Alpha Bully of the State. CHR has been so critical of the government that the latter had to pull strings among its allies (those fucking turncoats) in the House of Representatives just to show the agency that the real boss here is in MalacaƱang.

I don’t believe that Duterte thinks that human rights are worth 1000 pesos. He wouldn’t do all this trouble of waging war against drugs if he didn’t value the rights and freedom of the victims of drugs or those who are feel oppressed by drug syndicates or street gangs involved in drugs. But it just shows what happens to anybody who is not in line with his decisions or political opinions. And there ladies and gentlemen is how the spirit of democracy starts to diminish.

True- the State Bully did not close the agency. All of our democratic processes and institutions are alive and well. But the moment you expressed a different opinion, there starts the trouble.

Many people argue, especially the Dutertards, that the CHR deserves that miserable budget because it is inefficient, always taking the side of the criminals, and very critical of the government.

You know, Noynoy was really stupid and incapable of delivering anything single-handedly, unlike the actual President, but he and LP removed a very questionable Ombudsman and actually put someone efficient. If the president thinks Chito Gascon is inefficient, why not replace him with someone else?

Because the State Bully must show to everyone, especially to government agencies, departments and officials, that shit happens to people and agencies that obstruct his agenda. And on top of that, those who do not conform to the rules of the State Bully will suffer the online bashing of cyber-bullies, like virtual piranhas attacking every piece of information about you.

And after all this brouhaha, Congress would restore the budget to a near P 650 million. Not because of the pressure from the media and the international community, but because CHR and other agencies broke down and cowered to the demands of these political brutes.

Then all the Dutertards cried out “Protect Duterte and democracy” or whatever slogan shit they’re saying these days. That’s Duterte democracy for you- living in the shadow of the State Bully. 

I am just speculating, and I hope that this is just a theory, and I do hope I am wrong. Otherwise, I am a dead man walking, the way opinionated Filipinos tread the streets during the Marcos years.

Friday, September 22, 2017

And here's the September Issue

Can’t remember the last time I updated my blog. Whatever happened to that promise of writing up more entries this year? Anyway, let’s see at what point in my life I am standing now, according to my 2017 goals.

Goal #1- Be slutty… I mean fit.

Strange enough, I’ve lost 10 kg. My dimple on my left cheek (the face’s cheek) is now visible every time I show my desperate-for-sex-like-I-am-a-really-sex-starved-perv smile to cute guys. My secret? Well there isn’t any. It just happened, like the immaculate conception. I just woke up one day standing on the weighing scale and I’m 10 kg lighter. I try not to think about it or say the word (fucking cancer?!). It’s a bit worrying.

Goal #2- Write!

Well I really had more time with Mary Palms than writing stuff. I’ve been busy, not with work, but with Instagram- following royalties, half-naked guys and checking out the next travel destination. And there are times when I’m on a creative phase that there will be a lot of distractions- new porn material (it’s so obvious that I’m single, LOL!), phone calls from friends, my car was being towed and I literally ran after it, or any goddamn shit.

Today, there’s no one else in our apartment and I am not in the mood for Mary Palm, that’s why I’m writing this! Yay!

Goal #3- Raise money.

Three thousand euros. Well I have more debts than savings as of now. I’ll be meeting with my networking business partner this Sunday for the goods that I’ll be selling, in the hopes that it will make me richer. I did promise to do anything from odd jobs to blowjobs. No odd jobs though. And worse, not even a blowjob. LOL!

Goal #4- Credit history.

I have been swiping my credit card a bit too much lately. For the sake of establishing a good credit history. I think I need to look over my expenses right now.  

Goal #5- Read 24 books.

I am reading my 14th book, and I am 4 books behind schedule.

Goal #6-Plans for next year’s Grand Tour.

It’s final. After so much yes and no, and so much hesitation, it is decided that I will go to the Philippines next year. Destinations will be Manila, Bohol, Palawan and Boracay. To fellow bloggers who are still around here reading, I hope to see you there!

Goal #7- This year’s getaways.

This year I’ve been around and enjoyed travelling from north to south of Italy. I was so happy until I checked by wallet. Hahaha!

Goal #8- Be this year’s Santa to my family

Well, I’ve been considering some stuff that they would appreciate receiving this Christmas. I’ve been looking around for sales and special discounts.

I have also been thinking of creating a new blog, or maybe I’d just revamp this one. This used to have a direction and a purpose. There’s used to be a vibrant community of fellow bloggers. Where are they now? Where are we now? Sigh.