commentary In bloom, in blossom, and in boom? Not!
In bloom, in blossom, and in boom? Not!
Wednesday, 22 February 2012 00:00
THE purple Macanhan flyover is wreaking havoc on my diet. I see it and I start craving for ube ice cream, ube cake, ube roll, ube jam... I now notice anything that's purple, like the violet house that Korina Sanchez's "Rated K" featured last Sunday. It was violet outside, violet inside, all the furniture and fixtures were violet, the violet closet was filled with violet bags, the violet fridge had violet drinks, Sanchez called the house's owner as Madam Violet who wore a violet dress and posed for a family photo with all members of her family also wearing violet. Anyone with a phobia for violet would have suffocated in that house. But the top guy at city hall would have loved living there. People who still believe the top guy will continue to reign in his kingdom should start painting their houses purple, have their Cars painted purple, wear purple from head to toe, dye their hair purple, use purple cell phones and gadgets, write their delusional praises for him in purple ink, eat grapes, mangosteen and ube, bath with lavender soap, slather their bodies in lavender lotion, spray the air with lavender scent. However, if you love purple, it does not exactly follow that you have to love the top guy at city hall.
So, here we are, complaining about the traffic, and he starts building purple flyovers. We complain about his preference for purple, and he starts to paint the whole town purple. We complain about his lack of response before, during and after Sendong, and he starts to assert that he was there all along, we just didn't notice. We complain about his allowing people to live at Isla de Oro, and now that they've been barred from returning there, he starts to plan an Isla de Oro Park. We complained about the Night Café and finally Sendong's aftermath took it away from Divisoria, but now it's back again. I wonder what he hears each time we complain. Maybe it simply sounds like mumbling to him. A series of blah blah blah. Even if it's about mining and logging. Cagayanons are talking about bald and eroded mountains, "sand and gravel" operations, brown rivers, and all he hears is blah blah blah. In other words, they're not getting their message across. They form Facebook groups where they post photos of him and his minions, they make pro- and anti-top guy lists for everyone else to comment on, and he also forms his own Facebook group to sing praises for him. They gather thousands of signatures for a recall petition, and he continues to sign contracts here, there and everywhere. They light candles outside city hall, hoping to drive him outta there, but he stays inside anyway, waiting for them to disperse.
Perhaps he truly believes that he's still the man to look up to in this corner of the world. And, yes, there are and will always be people who will continue to believe in him no matter what. I guess we don't have to remind his frenemies that when it comes to politics, the top guy has been there done that. It has been two months after Sendong, he has had enough time to map out a plan not only for the Isla de Oro Park but also for some of his other plants, er, plans. He's after all the Father of Modern Cagayan de Oro, a city in Bloom, in Blossom, and in Boom. Sendong was one of those painful events that you remember where you were when it happened. So where was the father when the city wasn't in bloom, in blossom, and in boom? There are many versions of that story-who knows, maybe history will be kind to him and will say that he was there in the middle of it all, saving people, sending rescue teams, giving relief goods, welcoming and accepting muchneeded help from disaster relief organizations and agencies to the city with all the assistance he could provide. Hmmm. Istoryahe! Hehehe.
Diana Ross has a song for both the top guy and his frenemies: "Do you know where you're going to?" He wants to stay; they want him out. He wants to paint the town purple; they want a color that they can see in the dark. He wants to put a park on Isla de Oro; some of them want the Isla banished from the river. There's a saying that they should also consider: "Be careful what you wish for, you might get it." If he continues to stay, we already have an idea of how the city will be under his care. If his frenemies succeed in signing him out of city hall, who will then take over? Hmmm. Esep-esep!
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