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July 2, 2008 10:52 pm / Leave a comment

The Poor, Inimitable Bono Adaza

 

 

 

 

Whoooaaaa!!!

 

I say!

 

Whoooooaaaaa!!!

 

The CIDG arrested Homobono Adaza, Sr. today.  What for?  What of?  They say a lawyer Atty. Fortun filed a case vs. the man for proposing to commit a coup d’ etat!

 

They also arrested Lt. Col. Oscarlito Mapalo Palo, as well as Lt. Col. Rafael Cardeño for planting a piece of metal into the back of the head of the vaunted Calf Teyn Servant Es.

 

For God’s sake!  Bono had been debating all his life about the need for a revolution like a raving lunatic and it just happened that this particular revolution that he was debating about was directed against Gloria Macapagal Arroyo.

 

What’s wrong with that?  Well, perhaps what makes it wrong is Oscarlito Mapalo Palo, whom the praetorian guards of the Kingdom will never ever like at all.

 

What media says is that the poor Labandera’s Mapalo Palo was so thick with another officer, The Feared One, Col. Allen Capuy Puyan, who was said to have ordered the  wire  tapping  of  the  mobile  cellular  phone  of  Madame Gloria in  the  presidential campaign  and canvassing  for the  2004  elections that led to the Garcillano controversy.  Hmmmmm……

 

Capuy Puyan also was implicated in the planned secret smuggling of high powered guns to be purchased from Vietnam into the country through South Korea, possibly via the southern backdoor.

 

Who was their sponsor?  Well, don’t ask.  It might get you into a lot of trouble.  A colonel named Camagay Gay, whose house was rented for a hundred years by guess, who, Dinky Soliman, Karina David, and the anti-GMA tomboy fans of Madam Coritas Aquino, etcetera was the one negotiating in Seoul for the purchase of the heavy duty guns.

 

So now Bono too is implicated with them.  Poor man.

 

After keeping in his heart that post-victory plan for the revolution of The Horseman, The John Pons En Rilley and The Gringo nearly centuries ago he could not bear not to see the plan get implemented.

 

But I remember him saying “Whoooaaa!!!”, one time, too though.

 

He was looking at a picture.  It was a very quaint picture about a lady smiling to everyone from her perch at a table in an elegant, antique hotel’s function room.  Miss Maricor Imperial of the Friends of Ramos, at the time, Director at Malacañang.  The function was absolutely over and for the photo op, pictures were being taken by that function’s hired photog or photogs (if there was more than one of them).

 

In one of the pictures, incumbent president, Man With A Giant Cigar, was smiling into the lens of the photog’s camera, beside Perched Lady.

 

But caught by another lens is the hand, uhurrmmm, The Hand, of the Incumbent President, mining into the place between the legs of the Perched Lady.

 

Bono said, Whoooaaaa!!!!!!  He was still on his toes at the time and could tell what a really fun picture was and what wasn’t.

 

After running around all over helping a lot of people, including that truly fake and fucking despicable Don Esteban Benitez Tallano (Who He?) who has been forging, fraudulently manufacturing too many historical and Court documents (aren’t the thefts at the National Historical Institute related to him one way or the other?) has Bono lost it?

 

Is it just because he is an incorrigible Dreamer?  Naïve?  He was taken with a DILG freak group that was mouthing Libyan Revolution in the Philippines!  For the love of God!!!  And under of the noses of Angelo Reyes, Ronaldo Puno, shit!  That group of idiots took Bono in their tight circle and made him dig a tunnel into the nest of the group of Erap.  Their group and Erap’s almost made a blood compact!  Except that someone did not like blood with a lot of Johnny Walker Blue in it, just because his brand might have been rum, or red wine or whiskey instead.

 

I hope not.  But his arrest is unkind and unnecessary.  A nuisance is nuisance is a nuisance.  But if especially, that nuisance is a candidate for dementia (unless he takes those memory enhancer pills from China and rams a hundred Vitamin E pills into his throat and drinks Goji Juice from Nepal, is it?, and gets drunk with alkaline water, and eats a ton of asparagus, and drinks so much carrot juice, eats taho, etcetera, etcetera), then it is sad that they have to take Bono in.

 

I hope that they release him.  Anyway, they get to keep Osquee Mapalo Palo, and they can always keep Lt. Col. Cardeño.

 

And for good measure, they can also run after Capuy Puyan, Camagay Gay, Dinky Soliman, Coritas Aquino, and all the rest of the ABS-CBN, Gokongwei, Sulpicio Lines relatives, friends, colleagues, classmates, neighbors, etcetera, etcetera.

 

But the poor Bono should be left alone.  He is in the 70s range for God’s sake.  General Fortunato Abat had to be allowed to ride his wheel chair home after being a captive for a few minutes because when he smiled, he looked like a really grand, kind and loving grandfather, which is what he really is after all.  Except that, like Grandpa Bono, these septuagenarians keep going with bad company.

 

Let Bono be.

 

Otherwise, as inimitable as he can be, there might be many Bonos that the Arroyos have to deal with in the coming days.

 

Imagine a hundred like him raving and ranting like lunatics?  Who knows how many might be their followers?  Well, Pro-Bonos.  Anyone?

 

Hmmmmm….

 

Requiem for Dead Princess and Doña: Franky? What’s wrong?

June 24, 2008 11:28 pm / Leave a comment

 

 

 

 

The Real Life Misfortunes of a No-Disaster-Preparedness-Plan-Scenario

 

 

 

 

The Kingdom mourns!!!  The Princess is Dead!!!  The Princess is Dead!!!  Hear!!!  Hear!!!  Princess is Dead!!!

 

(Jesus [f_g] Christ, it’s really terrible.  When the bandillero shouts his tonsils off, it really gets to me!)

 

A lot of ships big and small went down, including Her Highness, The Princess.  Yes,  my dear subjects, the Princess is Dead!!!  The Princess’ au pair in Show Business’ Best Love Team, was seen by paparazzi with another lady!

 

(Again, Jesus [f_g s_t] Christ! Each time the tsismis queens bawl their larynxes to kingdom come, I want to smash the idiot box with a hammer and ax!)

 

All told, more than a thousand people are either accounted for as dead, or missing. More painful, that one. Not knowing whether your loved one is alive, dead or totally eaten by sharks, or osterized to the smallest pieces by the elements.

 

According to Mr. Jimmy Gil (Live) over DZBB, he rode Princess of the Orient once and many months later, the Princess was properly seduced to dive into the ocean.  And the Princess died, along with her passengers and a number of the crews in September 18, 1998.  Out of 49 major marine mishaps that occurred since 1980, five major ones involved Suspicious Lines floating assets (Jimmy Gil [Live]’s term, not mine).  Of course, the latest was MV Princess of the Stars that sank near Romblon on Sunday, according to a media research group.  (Don’t make me mention their name, hummph!  The enemy is listening.)

 

The biggest maritime tragedy in the world in peace time is Suspicious Lines’ MV Doña Paz’ collision with MT Vector.  This happened earlier, December 20, 1987.  From official reports, the number of casualties was a low 1,856, but investigations bear out that the extremely overpregnant Doña led 4,000 people to their deaths.  Not yet one year after the super pregnant Doña killed about 4,000 humans and liberated their spirits, October 24, 1988, MV Doña Marilyn, again of Suspicious Lines, ferried people to their deaths to destination Tacloban City. Nearly a hundred souls were freed from living flesh to join the spirit world.  Then of course, MV Princess of the Orient that released 70 spirits to either heaven or hell at a spot beside Fortune Island, Batangas Province.  Relatives searched for eighty loved ones, but these unfortunate ones were never ever found.  Up to this date?  Perhaps.  Or else, we would have heard of them in the news.  Again in 2005, at the onset of rains on the 7th of July 200 spirits would have been liberated from the flesh of humans being ferried by MV Princess of the World if the fire on board that floating asset had not been killed in the vicinity of the Zamboanga peninsula.  Five major disasters at sea.  All because Suspicious Lines made them, or helped make them happen.  How patently paralyzing is that?  On Sunday, June 22, 2008 in only  one storm, several ships, plus Suspicious’ Princess, were seduced by the demons in the water.  All of them dived.  Nearly two hundred from the small boats are still missing as this blog is being written.  More from the Princess.  Some inside the Princess’ belly.

 

All these frolicking ships and small boats, are a nuisance.  They tend to diminish life and undervalue property.  (Fucking major understatement of the year!)

 

And then there is the lack of a proper Disaster Preparedness Master Plan for the country.

 

It is hard to fault the NDCC.  They are of course, doing their jobs in the way they know best.

 

Without a Master Plan, there are no established parameters and criteria for damage and casualty preemption.

 

In short, no way Jose, can government actually see the loopholes and literal holes in Princesses and Doñas before they are sent swimming into the high seas.  No way will  government be able to indoctrinate these bruhas not to cavort with syokoys so they will not dive into the ocean.  Specially because they are carrying so many flesh-and-blood humans on their backs?

 

Perhaps, the country management team with Madame President at the helm, should apply the appropriate response to Arch Bishop Angel Lagdameo’s and his errand boy Rev. Fr. Quito Rio’s unsolicited advice:  Attend to the disasters in the country  instead of going into … errr… lavish errr…. in the US.

 

Well the fuck with the Arch (Enemigo) Bishop and The Most Rev. (ellious) Quito Rio.  They should have taught the proper morals, virtues, values and dogma to the parents of Princess Stariray, Princess Orientalia, Princess Worlda, Doña Paz, Doña Marilyn,  as well as instructed the Princesses and Doñas themselves as to the righteousness of succumbing to the seductions of the syokoys and diving into the deep without nary a Princess’ or a Doña’s fashion life jacket.

 

Years ago, hey!  calling Madame President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo in the US!  errr….  years ago, there was this Department of National Defense (DND) concept paper for a disaster SQL software based (geographic information system format, dummy!) databasing, monitoring and response system.

 

The concept paper called for the establishment of a GIS for the NDCC, but one that will also have applications for logistics management within the department.  It was supposed to be satellite dependent.

 

But fools will always be fools.  And they will never really understand the  importance of true preparedness vs. a disaster.  Anyway, the calamity hasn’t arrived yet at the time and did not pose any clear and present, very imminent hazard.  The dearie foremost or former (deposed) Pres. Erap, bought several big TV screens and that was that.  The Presidents  before him were worse.  They ignored the calls.

 

A few big screens for a command and control, communications and intelligence for disaster?  Shit, Mr. Erap, disaster management is not show biz.  Well, at least there was fanfare.  How one wishes, the present and the coming new president will learn to be technologically and technically literate.  Shit!

 

Anyhow, these people’s folly is not any different from the stupid flood management experts in Mississippi who by their incompetence Louisiana nearly got erased from the map from super flash floods that hit that part of the US a couple of years ago.  Only Bourbon Street in New Orleans appear to have been spared.  (Devils living in the Street detest water, I guess.)  Now we are reeling from the wake of Typhoon Franky.

 

Now the peril has expressed itself succinctly.  There is no way around the truth that gradually we will have the magnitude of kids (killed-in-disaster, you moron), that was seen in the Thailand – Indonesia – Bangladeshi  tsunami tragedy, the recent China earthquake, and other super incidents where hundreds of thousands of spirits were released from their bodies.

 

Now agencies are holding meetings, so many of them.  Boards of Inquiries, Task Forces, you’re shitting me dears!  You’re totally shitting me!  When will it ever go into your heads to attack the problem now than later?

 

The Inquiries and Task Forces are good, I grant you that.  But the long-term solutions still need to be put in place.  Damn you!  Damn all of you!!!

 

A motley of experts were able to gather nearly twenty agencies in 1992 at the Camp Aguinaldo Officers’ Club to present and discuss the need for better disaster monitoring and warning systems.

 

Again, the good intentions and the capacity of the experts to provide strategic solutions to disaster emergency response and casualty prevention merely produced ennui among the superiors of the attendees of the presentation conference.  Instead, the inter-agency NDCC tried to improvise and make pitsi-pitsi solutions on its own and called it a successful programme… errrr … imitation movie.

 

Shit!

 

So now, we’re headed for the pits.  And no one can stop the diving of Princesses and Doñas into the ocean.

 

No one cares.  Absolutely, making money is nice.  But it is sad, that no one fucking cares about longer-term responses to our age-old problems.

 

With global warming to boot, indeed, we are not far from social loss in the magnitude of hundreds of thousands.  Eventually, a million.  Then multi-millions.  Just because corruption and graft, collusion and dark machinations for self-aggrandizement, while dangerous and life-threatening for the purveyors and the victims, is so much sweeter.

 

What happened here, Franky?  Pray tell, when you and your ilk will stop bothering us so that our stupid, fucking high hats and leaders will be able to keep on stealing from the national coffers and their counterparts in the private sector will also get filthy rich(er), As Time Goes By.

 

Stop your cousins Franky!!!  Stop your brothers and sisters!!!  Go to other places!!!  Not here in the Philippines!!!  Fuck global warming!!!  Fuck increased tropical rainfalls and stronger typhoons!!!

 

It’s party time!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Break it down!!!!!!!!!!!!!  YEAH!!!!

 

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Hey, you truly miss the point.  I’m a writer of satire.  Actually now, I’m particularly angry.  If the conservatively dashing Mr. Go Sioc So or Mr. Edward Go of Suspicious Lines happens to pass me by at this time, I’ll take a huge bamboo pole and stick it to his ass!!!  And acupuncture his penis with chopsticks!!!

 

Oooomph!!!  Good!!!  God!  I’d be better soon…