And it wouldn’t be the first time for me to say, too, that some of the things that I’m gonna put down here are things that I have been saying for maybe ten years now, and I have had many moments of feeling like: I know I’m trying to say something that makes sense here, but does no one just want to listen?
I am sorry, younger millennials and younger generations. We failed you. We should have started teaching you the stories of Dekada ’70 and the things that happened around it, and the things that happened in the 1980s and 1990s. We should have fought to keep the history subjects. You should know exactly what has brought us to the mess of the here and now, and that asshole son of a lying murdering thief and his plundering wife trying to grab the highest post in the land.
If we all make the wrong choices in May, you better believe that no one you love will be coming here any time soon. I’ve said it here, I’ve said it in other places, I’ve kept trying to make noise about it. The family in Malacanang in the ’70s tried to lure the actual motherfucking Beatles to some nefarious event of theirs. The family in Malacanang wanted to treat them like nothing more than dancing puppets. And clearly the Beatles got away, but you better believe that it wasn’t without peril to their persons. There’s something wrong with a family that wants to treat artists of that caliber as playthings, and there’s something wrong with a family that will treat any artist as only a garnishing to their own pompous bullshit. (And yes, before you ask, the family threw a collective tantrum that they didn’t get what they wanted, which was a Beatles command performance or two or three or whatever sick fucking thing they wanted at the time.) Please google that. Please look at the primary sources.
I ran into this one earlier and it leads into my major point, but I’m just — I’m so angry about all these idiots running around on social media and pretending to be “influencers” and they’re all actually trying to be evil, or at the very least in the passive service of greater evil. Mouthing disinformation just for views and clout and advertising dollars. There’s a word for that: lying. It must be so nice to make money to talk about false things and make them up to be true. It is so fucking dangerous and I abhor every second of it.
And yeah. I find it so, so incredibly ironic today that the election might as well be a war waged on social media. Not the least because the previous election was also a war waged on social media and look where the fuck that got us. No one wants to understand why it’s so much more critical this time. I’ve been saying this for years: you’re using social media to get that idiot son and that murderer daughter elected, and what do you think will happen if heaven forfend they do get those positions? I have six fucking letters for you: ABS-CBN. That idiot son will go after every media outlet that speaks against him, because it came from his asshole father’s playbook, and he’ll do the exact same thing because he hasn’t got an original idea in his head. He doesn’t even have any brain cells between his ears! You’re trumpeting his alleged virtues on the very same social media that you will lose access to if the bastard does get elected! Why doesn’t anyone want to connect those two families to what happened to the media in 2020, and to what happened to the media in the 1970s?
I want to — shake the hell out of people. Out of the kids. Out of the adults and the parents and the older generations who just bought into that nonsense of: it didn’t hurt us so it didn’t hurt anyone. People go around shouting “check your privilege”, people go around yammering “move on”, and — oh man, I want to wring every last neck of every last enabler. Yes, I don’t care what age the enablers happen to be. I want to call meteor strikes down onto every last one of their heads. Whatever they think they’ll get out of this — it’s just gonna be horror after horror. I can’t want it. I refuse to want it.
I’m repeating myself, aren’t I?
Is anyone going to try to do the research and read the history this time?
Is anyone willing to think about things that are going wrong, and things that could go very wrong? Or is it easier to — lie? (More materially rewarding. That goes without saying, fuck.)
starting over every time 