Wolf in sheep’s clothing?

“Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you would have preferred to talk.” – Doug Larson

EVER since former no-nonsense Mayor Reuben Canoy created in 1972 the first Association of Barangay Councils (ABC) in the entire country, all those elected after him spent compelling goodwill plus a huge budget to make sure the ABC becomes their first line of defense and offense or their cradle for supremacy in localandia.

In fact, after its birth, the ABC became the kingmaker: she makes or unmakes mayors. But for reasons of being widely perceived a wolf in sheep’s clothing if not, a punch-drunk “prize boxer” (for a tickling explanation of what is a “prize boxer,” please talk to any member of the Plazans International in our present day hang-out in one of the fastfoods chain centers of Limketkai mall 24/7), OSM has openly disregarded the barangay elections and completely abandoned all those who worked hard for his upset victory.

Instead OSM feasted with his elitist sunsoltants with occasional quiet interlude as though he has become the modern-day Romeo in Shakespeare’s romantic novel.

Mayor Oscar Moreno believes he is wise enough by himself. And he entertains the debilitating ecstasy that he knows it all, having survived three term-skirmishes in provincial governance.

He has hired consultants not for guidance but to be surrounded by an elite core of well-paid yes-men, callously spending the Kagay-anons’ exorbitant taxes.

Believe you me, OSM does not have a bailiwick or even a single barangay chairperson out of the 80 barangays in our city today.

Of course, the mayor’s spin doctors from the so-called capitol powerhouse if not, extra-baggage or bawon, are too quick to count a few of the barangay chairpersons as theirs. But if you talk to any of those they shamelessly claim to be theirs, you’ll vomit at the unspeakable exacting rebuke against OSM’s know-it-all arrogance. Why don’t you try it soonest?`

According to the latest buzz, Mayor Moreno has never seen or heard of the word “listen,” and like his political mentor, he uses body language to display how he cringes every time he hears “Korean” (or better still, “magkano koean?”).

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“A good listener is not only popular everywhere but after a while, he knows something.” – Wilson Mizner

All the presidential wannabes in our country today know only too well that the main issue in the May 9, 2016 national and local elections is Mindanao, the BBL (Bahin-Bahin Lang), and China––a smokescreen of the free-falling USA to snatch back its global supremacy through the Subic Naval Base and the Clark Air Base, disregarding obstinately the constitutional ban on nuclear weapons in the country.

But sadly, despite nine previous presidents from Imperial Manila and three from the Visayas, the Philippines remains a self-executing puppet; thus, we have not yet acquired true independence, not even selfespect, and much less self-sufficiency to the ever-growing number of starving Pinoys.

Our chain to imperialism continues simply because we, Mindanaoans, have become flagellants due to overfatigue in absorbing all the blah-blah of Imperial Manila, the trapos, and the filthy rich.

But the time has come when the idea of having a President Duterte from the paradise-like islands of Mindanao has become a phenomenon. The idea is fast becoming a way of life among the poor, and thanks to the wonder of social media, the Duterte presidency is now unstoppable.

In fact, the persistent human rights accusation has boomeranged on Leila and Etta. Now no one can derail or postpone the coming of the new era of a true and lasting peace, posterity, justice, and equity in the entire archipelago. Or the blessings of an Independent Federal Republic of Mindanao-Sulu-Palawan-Tawi-Tawi under the leadership of wellespected and idolized Davao Mayor Rodrigo “Super Digong” Duterte will have a date with destiny on May 09, 2016.

But all this dream will come to naught if, as in the ignoble past, we, the poor, would allow Imperial Manila, the trapos, and the filthy rich to manipulate the PCOS, the digital dagdag-bawas for the presidential and local elections.

Between now and October 2015, we, the poor people of Mindanao, would maximize social media so that our innovative minds could disable if not, completely dismantle the so-called cheating political machinery of past elections.

Believe you me, we do not need billions of pesos. All we need are about a hundred dos por dos carried by women and children, and stack ’em near each of the 82,000 PCOS machines and the few callous Comelec operators. This can be done so that the May 9, 2015 elections would be honest, transparent, and for a clean landslide victory for Duterte and his team all over the archipelago.

Sobra ka na, Imperial Manila, sa Mindanao na ta.

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“In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can to do me.” –Psalms LVI. 11

Thank you Lord for everything. And Lord God, kindly teach our leaders to practice honesty, humility and transparency in their solemn task as our servants-leaders because those who have less in life are the sovereign and very source of their borrowed power and wealth. Finally, Lord, please make our leaders see the glaring light that greed is a flawed way of life. For truly, there is more profit in giving than in taking. For it is in giving that we receive. Truly, love begets love. Amen!

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