NOW is the best time to conquer the Philippines. When nanay, tatay, ate, kuya are torn apart. The national election left a country divided today. Split — as seven thousand one hundred islands.
The newspaper cries HEALING PROCESS.
How could friends and families unfriend/block/disconnect each other in and out of socmed in the name of political behalf? Were it not for our huge dry sense of humor, we could have easily placed ourselves in an ugly cyber-civil war. It’s good to have stayed away from this trash bin called facebook. It’s bad I missed the fun. Were you not entertained?
Filipinos’ indifference to one another is best summed up in this old barber shop literature — if I remember correctly now: the Tagalogs look down upon the Cebuanos while the Cebuanos look down upon the Hiligaynons. The Hiligaynons look down upon the Warays, the Warays look down upon the fishes.
Don’t look at me.