And then the unthinkable happened—a new mayor was elected in Cagayan de Oro City, replacing someone entrenched in power for 15 years.
Amazing grace. Poe-etic justice. These words have hogged the headlines the past week to describe the awesome victory that was given to now Senator-elect Grace Poe.
Do you have election hangover? I do. Have the campaign posters, placards and other campaign eyesores been pulled down? The victors may be too busy celebrating, and perhaps the losers couldn’t care less. They all should lend MMDA a helping hand, don’t you think?
Except for the wave of her hand that was still rather demure, there was nothing about Leni Robredo to suggest that she wasn’t used to crowds. Getting off the van that took her to the campaign rally that Friday in Calabanga, Camarines Sur, she waded right straight into the crowd, greeted people and graciously posed with some for pictures.
Our friendship started in 2001. As congressman then, he passed the censorship-exempt lower house version of what became RA 9167, or “An Act Creating The Film Development Council of the Philippines.”
I don’t know what it is about us, but we seem to have the knack for turning a perfectly good thing into the worst that it can be, and not, perhaps, for any lack of good intentions, either.
Every election year, Rock Ed Philippines, a nationwide youth movement for civic involvement, hosts gigs for clean and honest elections. They call these gatherings “Malinis, Please.” (Malinis is Filipino for clean.)
All through my growing-up years, I was often asked by my mom’s contemporaries and colleagues, “Kilala mo ba si Grace Poe?” Apparently, I was a dead ringer for FPJ’s only child. Although, he and my mother had worked together on several films, and was a close personal friend, the king’s daughter and I had never met.
Quite a large crowd of family, friends and admirers of the late Josefina Gaboya Magsaysay turned up one sunny afternoon for the launch of a book simply titled “Jo.” That’s the name by which she was fondly called by a legion of those close and dear as well as a horde of avid readers.
It’s barely 7 in the morning, but already, the white-haired, barong-clad chair of the Commission on Elections (Comelec) has slipped quietly into his office, a couple of bodyguards trailing him. Another workday has begun.
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