DUTERTE IS OUR PRESIDENT! (Divining
the 2016 Presidentiabulls)
By JULIO CINCO
NIGADO
Updated from the original, written Sept. 9 2011, for Opinyon newsmagazine
EARLY birds catch the
worms. And, already, they’re worming their way in.
Now that Vice President Jejomar “ Jojo” Binay has signified his intension to
run in the 2016 presidential elections, others are closing in to position for
the kill. And you know what making a killing in the Philippines means—literally
and figuratively speaking, that is.
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At the Temple’s divination for the annual predictions (2012), Binay leads
the way of all flesh and fortune fighting in 2016. But something will happen
along the way, the psychic seers say, which will change and challenge the prevailing
political landscape of the day. In the eyes of many, Binay is both bad and good
as the scenes from his life are unfolded before the public. Old and new bashers
will blog every possible space, and it will be a blast. (A word of advice to
all would-be bloggers: Be careful not to take Jojo Binay for Roderick Paulate.)
Side prediction One: There’s a stench of “dead meat” at the Quezon City
mayor’s office, and people are starting to shout “Foul”! But the city hall sly
operators have yet to decide on how to prepare the stinking steak—rare, medium
rare or well done. Still, most people would prefer another dish, and no
Belmonte, este,Del Monte products, please—expired or unexpired.
Filipinos have very short memories, and Bongbong Marcos will exploit that
reality to the hilt with his catchy campaign calls. Besides, poverty of the
mind breeds more physical poverty, thus providing a fertile ground for easy and
powerful propaganda. The “final chapter” of the long and well-laid plans of
Marcos mice and men will unravel and beguile the unsuspecting majority of the
impoverished. Blessed are the poor in spirit…
However, a death in the family will either cut short or catapult
Bongbong’s ambition to kingdom come. What worked for Noynoy Aquino will not be
operative in Bongbong’s similar bid for the presidency. There’s no such thing
as “Marcos magic” in post-Macapagal Philippines. The ghosts of the past will
always haunt the guilty in many ways. As the good book says, the sins of the
father and mother are visited on their children. So be it.
Side prediction Two: The Star Batangas beef will take a rough beating in
2012, the 50th
anniversary of some sort of a certain top official in the capital. And the
current conjugal house is threatening to become a “colonial” Triad, with the
planned entry of the rising son--soon. The so-called imported leaders from the
Big City are bleeding the bulls dry, as they make the whole province their
milking cow. Ricky was right: his brother’s “goldmine” has made them two of the
richest politicians in the country today. Go and check the Senate list. Really
now, it’s not all acting, after all.
At any rate, the man to beat in the 2016 top derby is crowded with pretenders
to the tarpaulin throne. This early, Bong Revilla has been floating his name
and ambition but, fortunately, he won’t go past the murky waters of the Pasig
River. Another incorrigible actor-womanizer in Malacanang will only bring back
the black curse of the past, and poison the air. From jueteng to land grabbing
to smuggling, what else do Cavitenos have to say?
How does a Revilla love thee? Shall I count the ways from Candy to Angela to
Ruffa to Gretchen to Dina to Joy to Rufa Mae to Katrina? Have I missed
something that, for sure, the good senator does not?
Another pretender who appears in the psychic’s crystal ball is defeated vice
presidential candidate Mar Roxas. Well, people need not worry about this one, a
Temple master reminds us, because defeat runs in his blood. In 1965, his father
Gerry also lost in the same race vice another loser, Diosdado Macapagal.
And no matter what Mar does at the DILG, it will always be construed as a
“miscommunication” to many. Nowadays, they’re all campaigning anyway, so what
else is new?
So much for pretenders who pose as one with, and for, the poor, but in truth is
actually anti-poor in their acts and mindset. The British say “entrenched
mindsets” are the hardest to break. This explains why beating the odds, in
Philippine politics, are almost next to impossible—from Bonifacio’s times to
ours.
Side prediction Three: A world-famous Filipino couple will head for the rocks
on or after a visit from the Stork on the other side.
This leads us to the next pretender, who apes another aper. The Temple
people are incredulous with this one but what can they do, as he figures,
albeit faintly, in the prediction rites. He may not be the right guy, as they
all are, anyway, but he goes for the jugular just the same. The Philippines is
one big killing field all over and almost everybody is a killer, one way or the
other.
How Jinggoy Estrada makes a killing has been revealed time and
again, and we all know how to sing his coded jingle. Christmas time is fast
approaching, and carolers beware! “Jingle bells, Jingle bells, Jingle all
the way…!”
Can we afford that? Jingle all the way… All the way to the dogs? One Erap is a
mistake; another is suicide. Levity aside, what are we left with?
The Temple’s crystal ball blurs as another man from the non-august halls of the
Senate comes into view. Too many hearings and investigations purportedly in aid
of legislation have muddled the divining glass that the object appears oblique.
Oh, it’s Chiz Escudero, and he materializes with some cheesy company.
“Chiz wiz!” the Temple masters abruptly dismissed him from fully manifesting
into their clear consciousness. Goodbye, Mr. Chiz! The least said about him,
the better. And he is better left to his own device. Didn’t his wife (before
Heart, that is) do just that?
But, wait! The above-mentioned cheesy company becomes clear as the
Chiz guy disappears into crystal oblivion.
OMG! It’s Chiz Aquino! Good grief, it’s Kris Aquino, I hastily corrected
myself.
What’s she doing in such an illustrious company of wolves, immediately
following the footsteps of her slow and undecided brother in Malacanang?
Another Aquino for the moon?
An Aquino after an Aquino is just soooooo much to take, I think we should all
bay at the moon and wait for the next cosmic sign.
One Temple master hollered: “Break that ball!” It was meant to spoil the
spell, but no one dared touch the thing. Some feared it might energize and make
the image manifest.
So, we let it stay that way until the Kris apparition in the glass
gradually faded into fast fantasy.
Only then did a defining colored image, from the South, begin to form from the
center of the crystal ball. In pranic healing, dark colors are strongest as they
obliterate all others with their mixed presence.
Dark is powerful, very powerful. And when dark is beautiful, all others follow.
The reign of the white—and all that it represents – is falling. Let the colors
and the colored rise in all their united hues and splendor.
Most politicians play both vultures and worms of society. And they prey on the
unborn, the living and the dead. Indeed, two things are certain in politics:
more debts and more taxes.
So let’s all welcome
and embrace the new colored Light from the South, and God bless the Philippines.
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