Dear Dutertards and Yellowtards, now that I’ve caught your attention, let me slap some sonofa sense into you little pricks. Just kidding. This article is in no way combative to any form of political stand. Let me just post my thoughts. My two cents worth of thought. Then why write about it? Because the country is full of futile arguments – it is my intent to write this to somehow pacify the steamy collision of political and societal opinions.
First and foremost, don’t get me wrong. I am neither pro-Duterte nor pro-Yellow, and I am not leaning extremist to any other candidate during the presidential election. Let me say it straight, an opinion is called opinion because it is neither right nor wrong. And the freedom of speech has given us the right to vent our thoughts without fear of persecution, with certain exceptions of course. So let me reiterate that I totally respect everyone’s opinion. As much as possible, I don’t read narratives with a grain of salt, I try to understand it with all the cognitive processes my brain can muster.
I have been seeing a deluge of arguments on Facebook – friends versus friends – creating an apocalyptic dent in their relationship over politicians who might not even know they exist. There are those who say, stop arguing because it won’t do anyone good, EJK victims won’t ‘undie’, Duterte will not salute you for ‘defending his honor’ online, etc. Well, in my understanding, I salute people who voice out their arguments, it might be right, it might be wrong – but it is way better than being a dormant citizen who has neither sympathy nor ounce of care for the country. To all those writing their opinion out loud, thank you for your concern.
On the other hand, being silent amidst the raging war for a better Philippines does not mean you don’t care. Sometimes, it is better to keep the arguments in your head than be brutally lashed by a person who might not even level your intelligence. For that, I salute you too. You have your own way of bettering the country than waste time over a senseless dispute with a random stranger on the internet. Your silence is well respected. I salute your discretion.
For those labeled as fanatics appended with the suffix ‘-tard’, Merriam-Webster defines fanaticism as a ‘fanatic outlook or behavior’, fanatic meaning ‘marked by excessive enthusiasm and often intense uncritical devotion’. I don’t blame you for your emotional intensity. One cannot inspire that much kind of commitment and dedication – that is, if you know deep in your heart that what you are fighting for is in no doubt worth it. Moreover, retard is defined as a ‘mentally challenged individual’. Nobody deserves to be called a retard, but the world is often cruel. Refrain from going below the belt though – that and the lack of composure just about affirms the label. Still, I salute your enthusiasm.
What are arguments for? I am often under the impression that arguments were made to produce something constructive – to lay out two sides of the coin and to let reason settle with what sensibly fits the majority. Why is the Philippines full of nonsensical quarrels that end up with the familiar term ‘pikon’? It is the exact opposite of why an ‘argument’ is for. If it does not serve any purpose, then why spend so much time on it in the first place? It is so full of
Why is the Philippines in the current state that it is in? I am in no position to answer that question. I am no political analyst. I am no historian. But please allow me to say that the decisions leaders made – as well as the thinking that Filipinos have learned to develop has a contribution into what the nation has become now. The country prides itself to be an independent body but still has a strong leaning to the Western world – some call it mutualism whilst others call it dependency. A drug pusher says he has no choice but to push drugs because the government can’t provide lucrative jobs – some call it absurdity while others call it as understandable desperation. The modern Filipino ‘pieta’ painting the eskenitas of a drug-ridden Philippines – some cry justice while some would say it served them right and that ‘another addict bites the dust’.
There is always an opinion – some saying Duterte’s reign as president is giving the Philippines a bad name in other countries where a number of OFWs are employed. Some say that the weakening peso will cause serious consequences in the economy. Some say investors are withdrawing due to political instability. Some say a rise in the economy will soon follow once every person who has rubbed elbows with drugs are arrested/killed. Some say exterminating drugs will make the country a greener, more livable place. Some say Duterte is a man who cannot tame his defamatory tongue. Some say Duterte is focusing too much on drugs than maintaining ties with the rest of the world. Some would prefer the Yellow administration because it maintains normalcy and economic stability – as foreign investment is the reason behind the majority of jobs in the Philippines. There’s just so much opinion. There’s just so much rhetoric.
There’s just so much going on.
On the other hand, it is rough to say to end corruption when we can’t even end it in the most superficial level – in our homes, in the streets, in our community. It is rough for us to say ‘end crime’ when we can’t even follow the city’s simplest laws. It is rough for us to talk about discipline when we can’t even follow a simple ‘no jaywalking’ sign. It is rough to say that the government is not doing its job when we ourselves are not doing our part as citizens. And it is rough to keep blaming the government when we don’t do an ounce of anything to improve our own respective lives. And that hypocrisy labeled as ‘normalcy’ is buried cancer deep in the core of our society. And that is what is wrong that we, as citizens, can possible correct. If we cannot change the big picture, we can always change the minute things that we can. The government is made by the people and for the people – but it is also good to know that the people, by which the government was made for, is worth it.
Again, this is just my two cents.