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May 13, 2007
posted by Nk. at 4:23 PM

tomorrow is election day.

the envelopes have started arriving. emissaries are going round the neighborhoods handing out the "goods". even the "good guys" are in it. it's part of the game, the old folks say.

years ago when it was my first time to vote i did it with a sense of pride, and wow, lots of hope. now voting feels like climbing a mountain of garbage, hating the foul odor, hating the awful sight, hating the feel of slime under your feet -- but not being able to do anything about it. and while you're there hating and wishing and thinking of ways to make the horror go away, the mountain keeps growing under your feet. ang morbid di ba? but that's how it feels.

it seems that the mountain of garbage will never disappear.

just this afternoon we received news that an uncle has been shot dead in masbate. he had been serving as a bodyguard for some candidate there.

 
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