Hello Garci? Repent tayo!!

Saturday, July 02, 2005

I just came home from the Tanghalang Francisco Balagtas formerly Folk Arts Theatre. I am sleepy. But I won’t sleep at you, promise…!
I went there, for one reason. To praise and to pray to the only God I know. ‘Let God be God!’ is indeed a historical event in which the Body of Christ is restored, united, and worshipping the Lord in one voice. We are really history-makers of our own time. At the confab rather a rally, I fancied upon a song that kept striking me wherever I go. Surely it’s not one of those LSS or Last Song Syndrome, but it really kept pinching my inner self. The song goes…

Give us clean hands
Give us a pure heart
Let us not lift our souls
On another

Oh God, let us be
A generation that seeks
Who seeks your face
Oh, God of Jacob

Actually, the song asks for cleansing. Clean hands and a pure heart. These two things we need to continually change something. The change that starts from within.
But why? What’s the cause? Why are we here, surrendering our neat beds to this hot, humid place? It is because we are now starting rebuilding the nation, the Philippines.
The Gloriagate CDs are on the loose. The nation is under turmoil. This is our cause, the love for our beloved nation. Once, I pictured out that there might be polices and marines guarding the theatre that anytime might caught us inciting to sedition. Well, God’s a good God. He never let his people suffer from injustices like this. We are at once given freedom to speak, to pray, to praise and worship, to express our deep feelings about the nation.
The nation is at the peak of transformation. And also at the peak of revolutionizing the one seat at Malacañan Palace and change forever its image. We don’t need a corrupt president. We don’t need a president that cheats. We don’t need a president that hides. We don’t need a president that doesn’t love us even once. We don’t need you, Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo. Maybe, you’re asking what or where is your proof that PGMA cheated the previous elections. Various parts of the society kept singing of what had happened during May 2004 Elections – teachers, politicians, or even the bribed. Now tell me, who doesn’t know that voice on the Gloriagate CDs? Even the rats can tell, that’s GMA’s voice. She raped the Philippines, along with her cronies, co-saboteurs, her fiends, or even the innocent that’s hiding her mistake. They have no portion in what to become of the Philippines – the America of Asia.

As for the program-watchers, the rally started with the singing of the national anthem. Then by the Worship Leading Team, the praise and worship. After which, Bro. Eddie Villanueva shared a short exhortation on what will be the become of those who oppose God. A victory proclamation came after. A rally of prayers were in line, including the prayers for OFWs, media, movie and film. Rather rare, showbiz personality Pinky de Leon appeared and prayed for the show business. Victory Proclamation led by different churches came after sets of rally of prayers. Intermission numbers were led by Carla Martinez and Ms. Kata Inociencio by singing ‘When You Believe’ of Mariah Carey in English and in Tagalog. Just before ending, Pen Medina of the ‘Bangon Artista’ rose up from his heated seat and faced the audience for a speech. He said that he never believed that GMA did really win the bout, but he believed that God is punishing GMA now for her actions. He, then, told the audience some stories last election. He called for the president’s resignation not tomorrow, not on any date, but today! He also reveals to the public that he have no Christian group to which he belong nor a religion. But, he said, he has a personal relationship with the one, sovereign God.
The rally started at 6.00PM and ended 5.00AM. The program ended with the joint prayer of the Body of Christ for our one great nation.

SOME JEEP-ney STORIES:

I just hate it when you want to sleep and no one let’s you sleep. So instead of exhausting my tired larynx of telling them I need sleep, I gave them a dose of their own medicine!
The jeep, to which we are riding, is composed of three planets – the showbiz, the socialite, and the non-sense. I belong to the socialite and we’re caught in the middle literally. So we have to compete in means of voice intensity.
Our socialite group literally talks about social issues like Ms. Susan Roces’ recent press con. To think the question – “Ms. Susan sino po ang gusto nyong pumalit kay GMA?” Aghast of her answer, she said, “kung kailangan ako, eh di ako. [paraphrased]” My goodness gracious, did she know what she was telling that time? I would prefer the Vice, Mr. Noli, rather than an emotion-derived widow of the nation’s king of movies. And disregarding social issues, we also talked about how to shut the mouths of the people around us. We need dead serious peace.
This one’s serious: We are caught in the middle of the road by a ‘pulis-pulisan’. He said, we’re out of line. Just when did a road rule like that existed? Tell me, Marcos’ huh? It was an order from the president, daw, to go kick some smart-ass when they’re out of the line. The reason? They might be going in the rally and according to the police, it existed when the ‘Hello Garci?’ tape transpired. Oh boy, we’re so dumbfounded about that rule. We can’t stop the driver of the jeep to give bribe just to let him go. They’re sleazy scumbags. Sometime, they’ll pay!
All’s asleep, I’m awake. And I’m not nice enough to let them sleep with such peace! Nyahahahaha! It’s revenge time. Wooooooohoooooo! Let there be noise and wake them all up! That’s what they get for disturbing me a while ago (12 hours ago)

The end of the noose: I’m tired… gotta get enough…