With barely five days to go before the elections, I remain
undecided. The problem is,
everybody wants to rule the world, but frankly, most of them should be running
for pale shelter.
Yes, it’s a mad world, especially during election
season. Welcome to the
Philippines, the love child of Borat and Kafka, where midgets reign and dicks
join in the parade, where pint-sized warlords with gold rings on their pudgy
fingers keep tigers as pets or gun down political rivals like Rambo on crystal
meth, and the clergy stick their noses into their flock’s reproductive
activities as they stick their fingers into government coffers by way of
indiscreetly dispensed funds from presidential lackeys, then claim moral
superiority.