While I shook my head upon hearing the news, I wasn’t exactly surprised. I mean, is anything TOO LOW for these people?
Poor Araneta Center workers such as the Food Court employees at the Gateway Mall were forced to wear yellow armbands that professed support for the Abnoy and Mamamar (as in Mama’s boy Mar). The personal preference of the employees didn’t matter to the morons who gave away these bands and instructed them to wear it.
Of course, can any one of these people actually resist or refuse? You know the answer to that no-brainer (or Noynoy) of a question. Incidentally, I tried to Google “Noynoy baller bands” and Google computer returned: “Ibig mo bang sabihin ay: ninoy baller band?”
That’s telling it like it is, Google!
Back to the coercion. If you consider how oppressive and offensive moves like that are, it would be easy to understand why the Noy campaign has lost steam — taking a beating in both electoral AND trust ratings.
A lie repeated often enough becomes the truth. Unfortunately for Noy, the lies about his qualifications and the lies about his rival candidates aren’t sticking — no matter how often they replay or re-conceptualize his lame-ass ads.
I’ve been to a number of presidential fora and I’ve seen for myself the vacant stares of Noy, the endless consultation with Jajajamboy, and the ubiquitous codigo. I’ve asked myself whether I’m just so biased against the guy that I’ve given up on being open to the very idea of him.
The answer is, yes, I am biased against him — and even if I try to search deep within or even sometimes give him the benefit of the doubt, Noy is obscene with no saving graces. He is a liar, thief, and can’t even give Shalani the honor of marriage. Pogi kasi e.
There, I said it. That feels good.
So fill your Araneta Coliseum. Fill it up with people looking at you for hope and salvation, yet all you have in your pockets are lies as Kamag-anak, Inc. lies salivating in the corner — hoping for the darkest day when the Yellow Mafia come to roost in Malacanang again.