Goodbye dear fake president

And good riddance! And welcome back, I should say, to the real world of mortal men and women, a world where you no longer have the power to appoint a plush government position to anyone who sucks up to your fake teats. Expect no more kind words from manicuristas from here on in, unless of course you tip them, this time, from your own pocket.

Maybe now is the time I can tell you how your Assumptionista sisters talked of you in hushed whispers behind your back. They are all too embarrassed by the association to you. Oh, except for that one who so gallantly guided you in the tricky dance steps you performed so well during your reunion. Of course, that she would become assistant-secretary under your administration has nothing to do with that, notwithstanding the fact she's more qualified to teach aerobics. She was the one who sucked up to you. And so therefore, she was more than qualified. This was how it worked in your glorious presidency. Tuloy-tuloy nga ang asenso!

Running the presidency like that and you had all of congress, or at least the majority of them, answering to your every beck and call. They cannot even be made to listen to that damning tape. Imagine that. You had everyone agreeing to be deaf, dumb, and stupid. Not that most congressmen are not stupid to begin with.

But all this will soon end. In two weeks time, when you no longer have your dirty finger on the pork barrel trigger, all your friends will soon be gone. A great many of them in fact, have already abandoned you in the heat of the campaign. This is the true nature of rats, didn’t your father teach you that?

For nine glorious years, you surrounded yourself with yes men and women. For nine years, no one dared tell the empress she had no clothes, at least, not in the close circle you surrounded yourself with. So let me now do you a favor and let me, by way of this blog entry, hold a mirror close to your face. Yours is a fake presidency that will not be missed. In the same manner that no one misses the boil we have to lance every now and then. 

Notice how in the recent elections, no one even bothered with the mandatory word “allegedly” anymore? Not when they speak of you and your “Hello Garci” antics. Not the media, not the Comelec, not even your loyal generals. You fooled no one all along.

History is being written as we speak. And this is how history will remember you. You've brought shame to your family name. Heck, you've brought negative connotation to the word "glorious". 

Your father was no great leader, but he was no monster. There are those who still remember fondly of his time. Aside from Mikey and his father, who else shall have fond memories of your presidency? Oh, ok, I forgot Dato, Luli, and of course, the oh-so-qualified manicurista.

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