I rummaged sometime someone’s school yearbook wherein he had these words for the arrogant, the greedy and the rogues: “Not all the days are Sundays; a dog has its own day, but not all the days are for the dogs.”
I remember again that phrase upon every emergence of bolstering evidence and corroborating witness for those charged corrupt politicians in our midst who are the true dangerous dogs in all public societies. Like the real canines, they have zero ‘delicadeza’ and shame despite overwhelming evidence against them for they believe the world belongs to them and their puppies. Just like what think the Chinese.
I don’t consider our current president the greatest like Ramon Magsaysay whom I one time idolized, but let’s face it, P-Noy is far greater than Ramos, Erap and Gloria Macapagal Arroyo combined.
Don’t you consider the abolition of “wang-wang” in this country the best thing that ever happened to you and me? Finally, the lords and commons in this administration have equal sharing and position in every country road, whether to glory or perdition.
You’ll know what I mean if you have experienced being bullied in the street while riding your motorcycle to save fare, when you’re almost sideswiped or nearly ran over by a trailer pick-up truck carrying a speedboat of an Iloilo Chinese zillionaire.
And being nearly again bumped from behind by a convoy cruiser owned by a VIP without a warning, who they alleged loved to make life harder for his enemies during his time as congressman and king.
Look now, every crook and cranky in those previous administrations that was previously untouchable, would now be finding his hands, as well as his records on file in the Ombudsman and Sandiganbayan and other courts, full.
I may not agree with P-Noy in every issue of the land but when it comes to this Chinese bullying, I will never take this sitting down metaphorically and literally since I also don’t take a seat when I’m FB-posting (so that I could turn around after clicking on something when all of a sudden here comes The Bossing).
Personally, I salute P-Noy for his comparison of Chinese aggression to a preview of Hitler’s invasion of a Czechoslovakia region. Yeah, give Chinese a hand and he’ll devour your entire arm.
Do not believe when the Chinese says “peace,” because if you scrutinize the word surgically you’ll find that what he meant was “fakes.” They say that without sacrifice, there is no success. I’m tempted to say, ensure success, let’s sacrifice the Chinese. Dick the Butcher the adviser had to Cade’s ear this piece: “the first thing we do, let’s kill all the Chinese.”
Well, sometimes we really cannot avoid ourselves to feel homicidal and furious when the Chinese talk to the Philippines with arrogance rather than with the spirit of Confucius. Maybe the Chinese truly believe in that old dark saying, “In the end, China will win.” No wonder, conventional Filipinos ask the heavens when will America end China’s whim.
All they need and pray for is America’s lifetime guarantee in categorical statement for this land, like Uncle Sam’s recent declaration that in case China invades, he will protect Japan. But concerning our country, the United States of America’s hymnal answer, heard then in the city and the farm, to such prayer is also a prayer in return, “Heaven watch the Philippines, keep her safe from harm.”
As if indirectly saying, “Fight your own war but when it comes to our own war against the likes of Iraq and Iran, our private enemies, perceived and created, I demand your help and assurance.”
Well, it depends on us, like the Abba, we could “take a chance,” who knows, when we’re besieged by the Chinese later, America would help perchance. But I have this very strong hunch: the probability that America will help us in our turf war with China is called Chinaman’s chance.
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