The blogging and massive media have gone bonkers over the good Senator's choice of words. Look, I grew up with Bobby Kennedy. Senator Sotto is no Bobby Kennedy. He is not even a Ted. Bobby was the bright young Kennedy brother, sincere, left of center, dedicated to civil rights and down with J. Edgar Hoover, the head of the FBI. He was good.
He died young. Bullets do that.
Sure, Bobby talked funny. Those Massachusetts democrats all have a puckered way of gabbing, rather nasal and pompous, as if the queen schooled them in diction.
But it was not the queen who schooled the Kennedy kids. It was their father, old Joe Kennedy who did that. Old Joe knew politics. He was the Ambassador to Great Britain until he got tactless and got fired. Until then, politics was his life. Joe was Irish Catholic and had the requisite big-family ideals. He had nine kids, wow, yes sir. It's right there on wiki. His family knew tragedy, for sure, as too many of the kids died young.
Three of the boys got to the national political stage. John ("Jack"), was President. Bobby and Ted were senators.
At home, old Joe would chair debates over the dinner table with his kids. They'd have to extemporize their debates. Like, make them up off the tops of their heads. The old man would give them topics and the kids would have to argue either side.
They couldn't steal words. They had to make them up.
That is character.
But that is not the Philippines.
Oh, the Philippines has character, too. But it is a different character. Rather like Spiderman has to deal with the Green Goblin, a character for sure. The Philippines is not Spiderman.
So let me ask, Philippine bloggers and massive media opinion mongers.
How many of you buy pirated CD's? You know, where you can get a U.S. $13.99 music album for Philippine P100?
Ahhh. Do you know what that is called? It is called a theft of intellectual properties. Rather much like plagiarism.
How many of you speed down the national highway at 100KPH when the speed limit is 40?
Do you know what that is called?
It's called breaking the law.
How many of you ride your motorcycle with no helmet?
You know what that is called?
I think you do.
Face it, this is not a nation of angels. The angels here all have soot on their wings and halos that tilt crooked. They have shifty eyes from always looking back to see if anyone saw them cheating God.
To say obedience to laws is loosey goosey in the Philippines would be to insult the goose. Law hereabouts only becomes operative if you happen to get caught. Generally, you don't have to worry about it because the police are busy looking away. And charging a mere P100 to do so.
So it is balls to the wall chopping illegal trees, dynamiting fish and coral as if they were ducks in a bombing pool, driving without a license, murdering anyone who blinks the wrong way during the election cycle, and all the other vices that are so numerous I could spend ten blogs writing about them.
Come to think about it, I probably have more than ten about them in the archives over there in the right column.
So if the social values of the Philippines are so loose, what in the world is the big deal about Senator Sotto?
Give the guy a break. He is just being Filipino. Rather like President Aquino when he tries to jam loyal good friends like De Lima into the Chief Justice Chair. Or puts his arm around his good pal Puno.
Culture is culture, and I used to be told all the time to take a hike back to America, because I didn't understand the one here. Now I do and I have not been invited out for some time now. Well, except for yesterday when on Rappler I was declared an arrogant, ignorant, racist commie and told to sit down and shut up.
But I digress. Back to the point. Even Senators Enrile and Santiago have stated specifically that Senator Sotto's transgressions aren't a big deal. And Senator Marcos, the guy with the last name that will live in infamy but out of the memory and conscience of Filipinos, did a stirring defense of the now famed Sottoman.
So the most revered personalities in the nation are testifying to the paltry, puny transgression that is eating up so much of our internet energy these days.
So I ask, why are you bloggers in such a super snit?
Get off it, otherwise you appear sooooo, soooo hypocritical. As if you thought Philippine values were law abiding or something.
So take a break.
Get off your keyboards and head down to Main Street where the CD's are cheap and the values cheaper.
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