Watching the Watchers

The thought hit me again and at the worst possible time: shouldn't we be out there?
I've been watching the Plenary for hours, hypotized by the crawl.. LOCSIN NO MACARAMBON YES  MAGSAYSAY YES MAGTUBO NO MALANYAON YES..DATUMANONG YES DE GUZMAN YES DE VENECIA YES DEFENSOR YES DIMAPORO YES DOMINGUEZ YES, YES TO GLORIA, NO TO IMPEACHMENT, NO TO TRUTH, WAKE UP MIRON YES YOU'RE DREAMING!
AND FALLING ASLEEP to the lullaby of pretty speeches and the drone of strong words now lacking in energy and fueled by coffee, bitter and sugar free. We are burying the impeachment under a mountain of words guaranteed to make the nation stop listening.
SHOULDN'T WE BE OUT THERE?

Comments

[leonard]

Dear Mr. DJ,
I would like to dedicate this song to all of my friends out there. Also to my family. Most especially my mama and my papa, my ate and my kuya. Also to my classmates in my school. Hello teacher Gloria! Hello teacher Cory! If you know the song, please sing it as loud as you can. I'm sick and fuckin' tired of "IBON MA"NG MAY LAYANG LUMIPAD"!
love,
Leonard

Yes...

I can’t believe the news today
Oh, I can’t close my eyes and make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...

’cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...

Broken bottles under children’s feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won’t heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday bloody sunday...)
(allright lets go!)

And the battle’s just begun
There’s many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday

How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...

’cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...
Tonight...

Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
Tonight
Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
(come get some!)

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
I wipe your tears away
(sunday, bloody sunday)
I wipe your blood shot eyes
(sunday, bloody sunday)

Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
(here I come!)

And it’s true we are immune
When fact is fiction and tv reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

The real battle yet begun (sunday, bloody sunday)
To claim the victory jesus won (sunday, bloody sunday)
On...

Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday...

[miron to chuck: I FEEL YOUR PAIN!]

CHUCK-- I FEEL YOUR PAIN! At least di pa tayo manhid Chuck!

[Chuck Gutierrez]

My congressman let me down. Hell, the entire congress let me down again and again!

What should I do? Go to the streets and protest.... again? Blog my emotions and discontent? Been there and done that since Edsa Dos. Should I just rest and shut up? Hell NO! but what could someone like me do in this trying times?

Fuck the politicians and all those wannabee politicians! I would continue to strive even harder to be a better Filipino through what I do best. How? Read the papers! We have already started a revolution!

I hope Miron would still help us. Please my good friend!