To view or not to view.
I'll make this short and simple. The gist of this blog is nothing but viewership. The tasty pungent acidity of "billable" viewership is far better payment than cash-strapped royalties. Take for instance why PCIJ never runs out of stories to tell. It is not the overwhelming count of obnoxious government contracts nor crazy backyard dealings of government officials, but the mere reclusive, rather temperamental, attitude of the government officials being subject of the expose (read: exposey) while reading the article. Another is the bigotry of Chip Tsao (I'd rather call him Cheap Chow, sheesh name-calling, sorry Mister Tsao). The readership of diplomats and labor leaders in Hong Kong is a sweet smell for Tsao whose unique motivation to demean Filipinos is crucial to his sanity
We read papers about Abu Sayyaf, Chiz Escudero comments on everything including the pants worn by Chip Tsao, the never-ending Cha-cha revival, Lakas-Kampi merger, Senate's horrendous list of inquiries in aid of legislation. We see and hear them everyday, but mind you, we breathe them. By mere following these stories, we bespectacle ourselves of nothing but pure insanity. Reading them, "gisting" (summarizing) them and retelling them must be enough within the limits of psychological health. But, dear reader, breathing them and checking them at least everyday borders going to an asylum or not. We might be informed yes, but we are deluded by its cocky commercialism.
Rather than friendly national interests being at point, we render this future inutiles in the big plenary halls into heroes and saints of their time. We deify these publicity-hungry what-nots whose line of work is not legislature, executive or judicial but rather artistry.
Yet to smog my own theory above, I realize that watchful eye must be stuck to important people. They would rather waste reading blogs like these, watch Ping Lacson's new "advocacy," or dip themselves of the newest chismis in SNN.
Come on, it's roughly a year before elections, log-out first.
We read papers about Abu Sayyaf, Chiz Escudero comments on everything including the pants worn by Chip Tsao, the never-ending Cha-cha revival, Lakas-Kampi merger, Senate's horrendous list of inquiries in aid of legislation. We see and hear them everyday, but mind you, we breathe them. By mere following these stories, we bespectacle ourselves of nothing but pure insanity. Reading them, "gisting" (summarizing) them and retelling them must be enough within the limits of psychological health. But, dear reader, breathing them and checking them at least everyday borders going to an asylum or not. We might be informed yes, but we are deluded by its cocky commercialism.
Rather than friendly national interests being at point, we render this future inutiles in the big plenary halls into heroes and saints of their time. We deify these publicity-hungry what-nots whose line of work is not legislature, executive or judicial but rather artistry.
Yet to smog my own theory above, I realize that watchful eye must be stuck to important people. They would rather waste reading blogs like these, watch Ping Lacson's new "advocacy," or dip themselves of the newest chismis in SNN.
Come on, it's roughly a year before elections, log-out first.
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