Too Bad for Madoff, He Is Not A Filipino

Last Monday in New York, Bernard Madoff, the 71 year old breathing devil, the architect of the longest, the largest and most massive financial fraud in history was sentenced to 150 years in prison, the maximum term for his “extraordinarily evil” crimes.

Mr. Madoff, who by way of Ponzi scheme bilked investors worldwide out as much as $65 billion, said, “My error was much more serious. I made an error of judgment.” (Hello Garci, it brings back bad memories. I am Sorry for reminding you.)

Too bad for Mr. Madoff, he is not a Filipino financier doing business in the Philippines. If he was, he could have pleaded ‘Not Guilty’ and he could lie to the teeth.  His case would have lasted his lifetime, unresolved. He could live his lavish life without interruptions and he could even become a Congressman, a Senator or a government appointed official.

Too bad for Mr. Madoff, his sons are not Filipinos whose names are Romulo Neri and Joc joc Bolante. If they are, even if they know or even if their father Madoff confessed to them doing a sham or scam,  they won’t report their father Madoff’s illegal activities to authorities, instead they would just kept quiet, all for the sake of the family. Moreover, if ever they would say something, it is only about how innocent their father is, how good  man he is or perhaps claim that he is  a saint giving fatherly and unconditional love to them and to other people.

Too bad for Mr. Madoff, Gloria is not his President. If Gloria is, he could hope and expect  to receive an executive clemency sooner or later just like Erap the plunderer, Romeo Jalosjos the rapist, and those other murderer and criminal recipients of  Gloria’s kindness (to animals).

Too bad for us, Mr. Madoff did not include Jose Pidal and Jose Velarde in the people he scammed. If he did, the real guys behind those aliases would have died of cardiac arrest or perhaps Nababaliw or Baliw na at gusto ng mag-suicide. (If only these two were  included, Mr. Madoff’s scam could have exposed them and provided paper trail  for those Pinoys that run after them.)

Too bad, we are Filipinos. If we are citizens of a country that has a correct sense of what is right and what is wrong and where justice system works for all, we could have exacted a swift justice from powerful people and groups of abusive and corrupt people who have committed grievous crimes against us.

Too bad, we are Filipinos. Many government officials, politicians, private individuals and businessmen have defrauded and still bilking us big time, and yet, they are still free, having a good life, ruling us and keeping us in perpetual misery.

Too Bad for Madoff, he is not a Filipino. To bad for  most of us Pinoys, we all have to live everyday  and perhaps die in the hands of Filipinos who are like or worst than Madoff.

WTF: Gods Must Be Crazy

If you are not yet tired of following the news in Philippines, you are most likely reading a lot about Con Ass and the political ambitions of the so-called “Pinoy Politicos” in the coming May 2010 elections.

Which, if you are not one of the cohorts and or not within the circle of friends of these so-called “Pinoy Politicos” and if your frame of mind is in order, you are mostly likely to shout, “What the fuck is going on in our country?!”

And why not coconut?

Out of the million Filipinos, only few persons or families have somehow managed to be elected on and on and on. The sad thing is that many good ones are never recognized, most often than not, they were just given a very small chance and then they just fade away in thin air. And so, choosing between the most evil and the lesser evil to “pwede na” has become the norm for the majority of Pinoys. For some I guess, this a  rather painful but a necessary action; they just have to get on with it. (WTF).

And as the 2010 elections come closer, two fucking (great) familiar Pinoys, the hybrids of the older generation trapos and two among the  many worst political figures that our crazy democracy has ever produced, are intending or are rumored to run for public office, again. Think of it as “reinventing themselves”.

GMA: RUMORED TO BE RUNNING FOR CONGRESS AND MANY MORE:

She is the president of this country for nine years. For her, the strings of controversy and scandal that came up during her rule are not enough because they are nothing but political trickery of those who opposes her which she consistently denied with the usual answer,  ”show me the poop” (tranparency? what kind of animal is that?  forget it!). While many think she is guilty and does not deserve a second in that office, she is lucky enough to hold on there until today.

Having that luck and presumably the thought that fate and some kind of divine intervention brought her there for a purpose, she got the feeling that she must remain there forever at all cost and no matter what. She, without a doubt, still believes that she can still do much (damage I guess) for this crazy country. Her bloated ego belies her small size and it goes beyond the nerve of most people I know in the country they so-called Philippines.

Although the general rule as of now is to stay mum about her plans, the loud noise coming from the p-sycophants who benefited the most from her are loud and clear, “Let’s Gloria on till Congress comes!”

ERAP: NOT CONFIRMING YET BUT HIS ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN HIS JOKES:

After many years of not making a movie, he believes that the May 2010 election is a very good opportunity to re-launch his stalled career as an actor. He finds the role of a president of this crazy country best suited for him as he once portrayed this role before, until the so called People Power 2 sometime in 2001 terminated his promising career and landed him in number 10 together with Marcos (number 2) on the sphere of the other famous people.

And why not coconut?

He, as he claimed, has an undying love for the masa. He is a tough nut with cracks in the head and when he speaks, most pinoys start cracking their heads too. He, after leaving Malacanang and years of living outside of it, and years without functioning as one, still claims that he is the president of this crazy republic. As everyone knows, he was kicked-out by another nut who convicted him of plunder but later made him an ex-convict because that nut that replaced him pardoned him.

Supported by another set of p-sycophants, he is now ready to shoot and his eyes are set for another crack in the presidency.

With loud voices, his supporters say, “Weather Weather lang yan, Erap, Erap, here we go again!”

The possibility of these two NUTS being elected are not remote for the simple reason that majority of the Pinoys who will support and who will vote for them are the same people who have been fooled once and who are willing to be fooled again and many times over. I guess they love history so much. They want it to repeat itself, ASAP.

Thus, this early, I am saying to myself, gods must be really crazy.

But, perhaps the gods are not really crazy. Perhaps it is only the majority of Pinoys who are damn stupid despite having given the free will and the capacity to think and to vote. Perhaps, the gods are no longer  interested in us;  majority of Pinoys forget them, they shifted their affections to their candidates.  Perhaps the  gods are not watching us anymore;   prior to, during and after elections, the Philippines is transformed into a country of the dumb, the dammed, and the doomed, and the majority of Pinoys simply love elections to the max.

At the end, I just hope that gods will not give up on us. I hope that the gods will not say, ‘What the Fuck! Bring Marcos back to life!’

Con Ass!

CON ASS! We’re NOT Gonna Take It!

Absoultely, I Am NOT Gonna take it!  Never!

Oh We’re Not Gonna Take It
no, We Ain’t Gonna Take It
oh We’re Not Gonna Take It Anymore

Video from http://www.youtube.com/user/schloddzr

we’ve Got The Right To Choose And
there Ain’t No Way We’ll Lose It
this Is Our Life, This Is Our Song
we’ll Fight The Powers That Be Just
don’t Pick Our Destiny ’cause
you Don’t Know Us, You Don’t Belong

oh We’re Not Gonna Take It
no, We Ain’t Gonna Take It
oh We’re Not Gonna Take It Anymore

oh You’re So Condescending
your Gall Is Never Ending
we Don’t Want Nothin’, Not A Thing From You
your Life Is Trite And Jaded
boring And Confiscated
if That’s Your Best, Your Best Won’t Do

we’re RIGHT, yeah
we’re FREE, yeah
we’ll FIGHT, yeah
you’ll SEE, yeah

The Place They Called “Boracay”

So, you and me   know that Boracay is a tropical island located in the province of Aklan. Yes, we are absolutely correct about this.  However, it is interesting to know that aside from the real Boracay and the Boracay Mansion of Erap, there is another one in Cavite.

Believe me! There is indeed a place called Boracay located in Cavite. It is  just few minutes away from Island Cove.

If you think I am just kidding you, please ask the local residents, the people who regularly pass this place and the people residing nearby. they will tell you, that as far as they are concerned, this place is Boracay or Bora, take it or leave it.

They called this place Boracay or Bora.

The thing they called BLOG

Yes, my blog is still alive and so am I. It has been a long while since I stopped blogging for reason or reasons that I do not know.

My friend who regularly asked me why I am not posting anything here anymore said to me, “remember that songs of Neil Young, my my, hey hey and hey hey, my my in rust never sleeps, it really is true my friend.” I just do not know what’s the connection and what he meant.

Nevertheless I am very thankful to everyone who regularly visits this blog. I would not mention all your names. I am sure you know that I know who you are.

I am thankful as well that you, my friends are still blogging and mind you, your great posts have kept me connected to the blogging world these past few months of inactivity. IF not for your posts, I would totally, absolutely forget everything about this thing called love (ha ano kamo??), no, I mean blog.

So before you tell me to “STOP” kidding us, let me just say once again, Thank you so much!

Have a great day ahead folks.

Antigonish

by Hughes Mearns

As I was going up the stair
I saw a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away…

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn’t see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door… (slam!)

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away

I am still here

Pearl Jam – Eddie Vedder

Merry Christmas to all!

Maligayang Pasko sa inyong lahat!

Para sa inyong lahat:

May today there be PEACE within.

May you trust your highest power that you are exactly where you are meant to be.

May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.

May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.

May you be content knowing you are a child of God.

Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, and bask in the sun. It is there for each and every one of you.

Maraming Salamat.

This is just another useless blog entry

Yes, it is.  Please do not proceed if you have important things to do. Thank you

It is very cold nowadays. Staying under my comforter is no match. I was thinking that perhaps this is the result of global warming, that perhaps I am already old and therefore, my body is not capable of generating enough heat to warm me up.

Dahil sobra nga ang lamig, noong Sunday night, ako ay nagising in the middle of my sleep. Thinking that I would beat that damn cold night and get my sleep back, I took another blanket and wrapped myself up. But then, it wasn’t as I thought it would be. The sleep did not come by that fast and I was left wrapped like a mummy, wondering what else must I do.

My small brain beeped: “SLEEP FAIL, YOU OLD MAN!“

The Turtle, the Monkeys in the Philippine Senate

The circus, the make-believe monkey you senators and witnesses, the money and the time spent on Jocelyn Joc-joc Bolante are now all wasted, his case is in limbo if not totally gone and in all probability, is now included as part of  the long list of the “never ending stories” authored by some crazy pinoys.

The Philippine Senate, for whatever reason, acted just a bit like Pontius Pilate (just a bit because nobody washed their hands but perhaps some shady crowds heckled them), set free Joc-joc Bolante, one of the most unbelievable persons I have ever seen and heard, the person who effortlessly stood by his words that he did not do anything wrong, that Gloria had nothing to do with whatever he did to the P728 million fertilizer fund, that he did not lie and that everyone in that senate hearing except him and his alalays were all malicious people and liars whose intent was just to malign his clean reputation (or no reputation at all) and that he is the pitiful victim of the unjust Philippine system and society and not the poor people who were deprived of the benefits from the multi-million peso fund.

Not content of being just a bit like Pilate, for whatever kinds of judgment or kindness they may have, the Senate went further, acted again, just a bit like Santa Claus (just a bit because the real Santa is making a list, checking it twice gonna find out who is naughty or not – which the senate failed to find out), Senator Dick Gordon without the usual red uniform and bird beard, sent Bolante off with a wish, “You will have a Merry Christmas,” whatever that means, literally, figuratively or financially.

Of which, it makes me wonder and think that, although Bolante made an expensive monkey out of them, the Senators were happy to reward him of freedom because for all intent and purposes, in aid of legislation or not, personal or otherwise, they learned a lot from Bolante.

That sooner or later if they become one like Bolante (who knows, perhaps they are all like him already), all they need to do is act like Bolante.

After all, in a country where people act like savages and kill each other for a penny or in a simple traffic incident, people who are fast in lynching a small time hold upper, snatcher and robber, people who are more curious about showbiz chismis, people who are stupid enough to elect corrupt politicians again and again, people who don’t mind being robbed face to face by the people they elected, people who don’t mind being sold (his country as well)  in a very cheap price,  Bolante’s style of getting away is a great learning experience for all of them and an added expertise should the need arises.

But then, after what they have done and what they have failed to do,  the bottom line is, who cares? Do You?

And who said that the turtle is smarter than the monkeys? It happened in the fable, but in our country, perhaps onli in da Pilipins, everyone knows it is not surreal but as always,  it is so ludicrously true and real.