I’ve always called politicians “bozos”. And for the record I personally consider Benigno “Noynoy” Aquino III a bozo’s bozo. Add me to a box of “witchhunters” then, given this categorical declaration coming from me. Noynoy is in a class of politicians probably occupied by only two men — him and former President Joseph “Erap” Estrada. Between the two of them, they embody 99% of the renowned dysfunction of Filipino culture many of us here have been writing about for the past 10 years.
But whilst Erap represented that perverse machissmo that characterises the misguided aspirations of the average Pinoy male, Noynoy so effectively complements this “macho” persona by representing the emo wussy side of the Filipino — the side that predisposes us to an addiction to melodrama, telenovelas, nauseating romantically-charged ballads, and that world-renowned crybaby victim mentality that served as the bedrock upon which Noynoy’s campaign was mounted.
Noynoy is the Yang that completes Erap’s Yin.
As such, it won’t be hard then to guess what my verdict is on this year’s presidential inauguration — an event that bozo-ism took over.
Between the “sea of yellow”, the alto-voiced odes to 1980’s politics belted out by a cadre of Aquinoist showbiz folk, and that Speech of Perpetual Pandering, I am trying to discern whether seating facilities provided actually consist of Church pews.
Oh, wait, I forgot, this is a presidential inaugural and not a religious service.
So I defer instead to Noynoy’s pal in the Media, the venerable Conrado de Quiros who so adeptly captures in the following excerpt from a recent piece, the spirit of Noynoy’s inaugural ceremony with uncanny precision though written well before the unfolding (as I write this) spectacle:
It was Edsa that birthed you [President Noynoy Aquino], it was Edsa that made you win. It is Edsa you owe your power to and not the brilliance everyone craving a position in your government now claims to have shown in the campaign, a claim refuted by the fact that they have to draw a magnifying glass to it for it to be seen.
Indeed I agree. Noynoy really didn’t have much to do personally with the circumstances he suddenly finds himself surrounded by now. And thus I highlight another one of those amusing ironies that tend to fly over the vacuous minds that make up the Philippine electorate: With every song sang to the high Yellow Heavens by his choir of showbiz angels, a couple of feet are added to the height of that pedestal upon which he is perched. Yet as his artificially-induced stature gets loftier, I have yet to see evidence of Noynoy growing any actual wings.
You had better start working on strapping on your parachute Mr. President or at least get a grip and advise your handlers to stop jacking up that pedestal you are standing on. It’s either that or you find a way to start growing some real wings lest you come across like some sort of male chicken — lots of crowing and and even lots more futile flapping.
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Noynoy is just another bozo who just happened to have walked into our crosshairs and flashed his iconically moronic “L” sign once too often. These are crosshairs that have remained consistently focused on only one thing — aspects of Da Pinoy that account for our chronic inability to prosper as a society. So it’s nothing personal folks. Trabaho lang. Whether or not Noynoy stays within those crosshairs for the next six years is largely up to him.
Congratulations on your inauguration Mr. President. Rest assured, a few commentors on AntiPinoy.com take issue with what they perceive to be a relentless “attack” on you. One of them even likened these to the “lunacy of the Salem Witch Hunt”.
But consider these things first…
(1) Unlike the Salem witch hunters, the Inquisitors, and the Nazis, the ideas of writers on AntiPinoy.com and other “getrealist” blogs are open to critical challenge. Indeed, it is the whole point of the blog format. The comment threads are open and largely free of any moderation on most of our sites.
(2) For much of its nine-year rule, out-going President Gloria Arroyo’s administration was itself subject to a more concerted and well-funded lunacy coming from both the Philippine Media and the cadre of Establishment Bloggers who regularly golfed with this posse.
So far no one has stepped up to mount any convincing rebuttals to the assertions we make here.
Nevertheless, to borrow the quaint words of another one of your pals in the blogosphere:
Godspeed, President Noynoy Aquino.