The Grinch Who Stole Christmas
There’s a chill in the air nowadays, and it’s not because of Christmas cheer. As the world welcomed December, I watched in horror as the Grinch swooped down and stole Christmas.
Clad in an aqua pantsuit, she held it up, beaming as she did, that slip of paper that marked the beginning of the end of Philippine Politics as we know it. From up in her pedestal, she seemed to have seen the joyous revelry the people were having as gladiators dressed in yellows, oranges, and greens came marching down to stake claim for the future of the land. All were ready for the battle ahead. At last, the people thought, a ray of hope for a better tomorrow. As for me, I heaved a sigh of relief that at least she was done.
Then she descended and held on tight, to a seat that should no longer rightfully be hers. But like the Grinch who stole Christmas from Who-ville, she took it all away.In almost 9 whole years, she allegedly lied, cheated and stole, and yet this was not enough to satiate her soul. She may be giving up the presidency, but like a leech, she still clings on to the powers that be. With her head held high and claims of righteousness of her DNA, she proclaimed her call for public service. And there went Christmas, hope, cheer and all.
But like the people in Who-ville we will not be swayed: the Grinch may have stole Christmas, but we will all have our say come that fateful day in May. I may not be her cabalen, nor do I have the capacity to cast my vote in that corner of the world, but I will make it a point to make my voice heard: no, I say. That’s enough. It may not be much, but I’ll do it time and again, and pray that those who can make the choice will make it right.
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