May sulat po sa inyo ang isang netizen name, GeGe Cruz. Medyo mahaba sya so wag tamarin ha.
A 16M RANT
You will never hear the end of it from me for your Duterte vote.
And the more intelligent, the more educated, the more well-bred, the more “Christian” you are, the more I blame you. Shame on you!
Yes, it’s a free country, and you have the right to vote according to your free will. But as a citizen, you also have the responsibility to vote for the best candidate. To study the facts available to help us choose a leader who would do the best job to lead us through the challenges of a developing country.
Of course, we will always disagree about who the best one was. But why did we have to vote for the worst? Yes, the worst. The facts pointed out to that. That’s why eventually, my vote was as much a vote against Duterte as it was a vote for my top choice.
A truckload of facts, if you had bothered to go beneath the very shallow surface, was accessible through Google. And then as the campaign progressed, you did not have to even dig for reasons not to vote for him. They were glaring, flashing, screaming. Red flags galore. In your face. In the debates. Every time he opened his stinky mouth. Evil oozing from his pores.
He had no economic plans whatsoever. None! No solutions to unemployment. No vision. No cohesive strategy. No track record. All promises. No substance. Remember that cringe-worthy speech with the Makati Business Club? There he was in all his ampaw (empty/hollow) glory.
You, who worked for corporations, managed departments and companies, who made your team do overtime work to finish your annual business plans, so that when you presented to your boss and his/her boss, they would approve your plans and budgets. Every MSExcel cell scrutinized. Every projection defended. Every datum analyzed. But you forgot all that managerial thinking, dumped on the institution that served you your MBA and voted for that incompetent, empty, noisy fool who said he would remove algebra from the curriculum, who said that he knew nothing about economics?!? What were you thinking? Were you even thinking?
And please lang, do not point at Davao as the model for his achievements. That is an insult to the civic communities, the entrepreneurs, the investors, who were the true movers of the city’s economy. If you ever believed the myth about his solving the city’s crime and drug problems, then you have wasted your intellect and education. No. 1 in murder. No. 2 in rape. No. 4 in crime. And never ever got rid of drugs. Ever. After his 20 year rule. After killing children.
You, doctors, who voted for this Fentanyl addict because you were angry at PNoy and Kim Henares.
You, entrepreneurs, who voted for him because feeling niyo lang masmadaling maglagay pag siya na ang pangulo.
You, teachers, corporate trainers, communication and leadership speakers–found substance, form, value, meaning, where there was none. You heard him, saw him deliver speeches that were mad, senseless rambles that disrespected the audience as well as the targets of his diatribes, and then you laughed, and applauded, and called him authentic.
You, parents, who expect so much from your children and from yourselves, talking about values, education, and etiquette, knowing that we live in a civilized world where manners and common respect make us human and humane, but you expected so much less than that from somebody who was going to lead this country through that much-vaunted change, somebody who would automatically be a role model.You were willing to expose your impressionable youth to this madman, giving him permission to influence your son and tell your daughter that catcalling and rape jokes were fine.
You, religious leaders, who did the fist sign with your congregation and used the bible to justify your vote?!? How could you? Oh, how my heart ached and cracked for my church and how hard it was to look deep within me to restore my faith in organized religion.
You political butterflies, who forgot your ideologies, your mandate, the masses you defend and serve, just to get your feet inside Malacanang.
You, who were there in EDSA to kick out the dictator, you heard him say that he would resign to get Marcos in. And you voted for him?!?
You, who raged against the pork barrel! In his Cavite sortie, the Duts hinted at releasing Bong Revilla! Binoto mo pa rin siya!
You, reformed drug addicts, or even just the dabblers, who could testify that change is possible if given the chance. Why were you so willing to rob others of that chance? How selfish of you.
You, chauvinistic, abusive, philandering men who found justification in this misogynistic pig–oh what can I say to you? Just pray for your own redemption.
And you! You, my fellow woman. He molested his household helper. He wanted to be first in line to gangbang a missionary. He paraded his mistresses in front of his wife, even when they still lived together. He kissed women on the lips during his campaign, even as he boasted of a common-law wife and a couple more women on the side. I do not understand how all that did not make you rethink your vote. And some of you even called him Tatay, or mylabs. What was wrong with you?
He ran his city like a fiefdom. No track record at the national level. Dismal performance as Congress Representative–nanood lang ng sine. Disfunctional personal life. Physical and mental health in question. Rumors of murdered media personalities who went against him. Admissions of killing criminals outside the justice system. Rumors of his son involved in smuggling and drug running. His children beating a guest artist just because of a bad joke. At alam naman natin lahat ng ito even during the campaign period. Pero ganun eh. Iba siya. Totoong tao. Bakal na kamay. Change is coming. Huh? What the?!?!
And then there’s the Death Squads! How could that have been okay with you?!? You didn’t know about it? You didn’t know how bad it was? And you ask me why I blame you?
One of the reasons I got from my friends–because he’s the only one who can achieve radical change that this country badly needs. Bullcrap! There was never ever any empirical proof of that. You just believed the macho stories. You bought into the myth they built with manipulated polls and paid trolls.
It was a vote of desperation. And you chose to be desperate at a time when our country was at its best economic standing in a long time. When we were emerging as a new tiger. Desperation makes you stupid, you know.
Yes, we vote for both emotional and logical reasons. I did. The death squad issue was an emotional thing for me. It was against my values. But I also applied logic. It was a method that wasn’t working. The data showed it wasn’t an effective method. And dammit! It was illegal. On top of it being immoral! And there was no logical data for a projection, an intelligent prediction, to make anyone think that he could solve the crime and drug problems of the whole country. Ni walang diagram. Walang PowerPoint presentation. At nung kinuwestiyon siya about the How–sinigaw niya “bayot ka!” Wow lang. Boto ka pa rin. Ibang klase!
You forgot your education, your managerial orientation, your values, your faith and voted for a womanizing, cursing, murdering, lying, stealing, cheating man who was clinically, officially certified to be mentally imbalanced.
Two weeks before the vote, we found out that the Duterte family had properties and bank accounts not justified by their earnings as a political dynasty. And that did not make you wonder about his claims of being angry at corruption?!?
You’ve made up your mind. And you voted for him.
Because you were angry about traffic, frustrated with the MRT, outraged by laglag bala. And you voted for the one who only said he would solve those problems, without presenting any viable solution, just imaginary numbers and ridiculous deadlines. Naniwala naman kayo.
You just felt like voting for him. Basta. Duterte talaga.
YOU. VOTED. For the worst president since Marcos. Maybe even worse than Ferdinand Marcos.
And look at where that vote has brought us. Really look. Do not just scan the pages of Mocha, Sass, and his army of apologists.
Loans piling up. Peso slipping. Jobs and investments dwindling. Grants disappearing. Our islands being grabbed from us. Corruption growing. Nepotism, cronyism, incompetence, the death of meritocracy. Fake news hinahayaan at kinukunsinte pa. Wala nang bigas! And shit lang–may crime and drugs pa rin! May traffic pa rin. Sira pa rin ang MRT. At umuulan ng bala, hindi lang sa airport, pati sa kalsada. Batang babaeng may hawak ng Barbie doll naging collateral sa palpak na gerang walang kwenta. Pero ang mga drug lords malaya.
Eto pa! “Hindi siya trapo!” Gago, tingnan mo ngayon–trapo na siya, at isa pa siyang malaking doormat–Welcome, China! Our Islands, Yours Na. Tinapon ang ating victory sa Hague. At binenta ng libre ang bansa natin. With loan interests on our side. Hindi pa natin tapos bayaran ang mga utang ni Marcos, eto na naman.
Bwisit kayong lahat. Binoto niyo ay loko-lokong bastos na drug addict. Ang pangit pa.
Am I being unforgiving? Why? Are you asking for forgiveness?
In short, #NaDuterte kayo at nadamay pa kami. Saklap no?
Humanga sa Writer,