Gay apparent
BAKLA! That is what I make of the latest burst of tepid air coming from the fired quarrymen of the Biyaya a Luluguran at Sisikapan (Balas). My apologies, not to the Balas Boys, but to the Third Kind.
I can only think of a sudden surge of sissyness charged with an even greater voltage of silliness in the Balas Boys’ reported appeal to Gov. Eddie T. Panlilio “to visit them at the picketline to take a look at their plight.”
This, even as they continue damning Panlilio and his putative provincial administrator Atty. Vivian Dabu as the very cause of their sad, sad and sorry plight. With the vow to intensify their call for the tandem’s resignation.
The Balas Boys even bragged that their “truck attacks” – their novel showboats of Panlilio-Dabu matrimonial invites, to their ouster – would start hitting the barangays to take the Balas cause directly to the people.
And, no, no, no, no – to the thousandth degree. No way that the Balas Boys would be “soon packing up,” decamping from the fringes of the Arnedo Park. Notwithstanding the apparent setting of donor fatigue among their supporters. Not even to give way – and show some solidarity with the people of the capitol – in the celebration of Pampanga Day this first week of December.
Wait, just you wait for their 100th day at the picketline, the Balas Boys warned, and witness what they can be capable of in highlighting the urgent need for the ouster of the Panlilio-Dabu tandem from the capitol.
At the picketline, the Balas Boys shall stay. “Until a final, judicial, and concrete resolution to our demands is met.” So they vowed. (These guys are always vowing. Leads me to think of Jamie Hippolites in swardspeak: “Promise, ha?”)
Amid all these arm flexing and warmongering, comes this appeal for Panlilio to “look at their plight” at the picketline. So what’s that appeal all about, silly...er, sissies?
Fight. Or surrender. An either-or, not a yes-but proposition in the Balas struggle.
Aggression and appeasement mixed makes Mars and Venus one. A more definitive take in Greek mythology: the union of Hermes and Aphrodite birthing Hermaphroditus who became united in one body with the nymph Salmacis and from there a-born “hermaphrodite.” Having both male and female sex organs, that’s what that word means, dummy.
Just some weeks back, the piece Love of Among came out in this corner. It started thus:
“SUITORS JILTED, not once, not twice, but many times over, yet still pining for the affection, nay, even just the acknowledging glance of the beloved, are those ex-seminarians who form the core of the Balas Boys.
That is how, in no particular order now, Filologo Rodriguez, Archimedes Reyes, Chris Ocampo and Roperlee Syquia, came across to me – most certainly to a great number of viewers too – in their guesting at friend John Susi’s Hamon: Central Luzon over CLTV-36 last week.”
The piece went to conclude, thus:
“Clear to all, Panlilio, by his actions, has no love lost for the four former seminarians. Clear to all, except to the four.
They still abhor to think of fighting, nay, of even slighting, their beloved, their most revered Among Ed.
Is this a hopeless case of the four hoping against hope that somehow, someway, Panlilio still carried in his heart of hearts even just some flickering embers of love for them – his own wards in the seminary?
That the Good Lord will cause some epiphany to come to Panlilio, the scales in his eyes suddenly falling off – even without an Ananias, see the lie in Dabu, and rush to them, his beloved disciples, for a renewal of bonds, never to be cut again? No way will the God who appointed Dabu at the capitol allow that, most surely.”
Still...so, ano ba talaga mga bruha sa buhangin? Nagkabaklaan na ba?
I can only think of a sudden surge of sissyness charged with an even greater voltage of silliness in the Balas Boys’ reported appeal to Gov. Eddie T. Panlilio “to visit them at the picketline to take a look at their plight.”
This, even as they continue damning Panlilio and his putative provincial administrator Atty. Vivian Dabu as the very cause of their sad, sad and sorry plight. With the vow to intensify their call for the tandem’s resignation.
The Balas Boys even bragged that their “truck attacks” – their novel showboats of Panlilio-Dabu matrimonial invites, to their ouster – would start hitting the barangays to take the Balas cause directly to the people.
And, no, no, no, no – to the thousandth degree. No way that the Balas Boys would be “soon packing up,” decamping from the fringes of the Arnedo Park. Notwithstanding the apparent setting of donor fatigue among their supporters. Not even to give way – and show some solidarity with the people of the capitol – in the celebration of Pampanga Day this first week of December.
Wait, just you wait for their 100th day at the picketline, the Balas Boys warned, and witness what they can be capable of in highlighting the urgent need for the ouster of the Panlilio-Dabu tandem from the capitol.
At the picketline, the Balas Boys shall stay. “Until a final, judicial, and concrete resolution to our demands is met.” So they vowed. (These guys are always vowing. Leads me to think of Jamie Hippolites in swardspeak: “Promise, ha?”)
Amid all these arm flexing and warmongering, comes this appeal for Panlilio to “look at their plight” at the picketline. So what’s that appeal all about, silly...er, sissies?
Fight. Or surrender. An either-or, not a yes-but proposition in the Balas struggle.
Aggression and appeasement mixed makes Mars and Venus one. A more definitive take in Greek mythology: the union of Hermes and Aphrodite birthing Hermaphroditus who became united in one body with the nymph Salmacis and from there a-born “hermaphrodite.” Having both male and female sex organs, that’s what that word means, dummy.
Just some weeks back, the piece Love of Among came out in this corner. It started thus:
“SUITORS JILTED, not once, not twice, but many times over, yet still pining for the affection, nay, even just the acknowledging glance of the beloved, are those ex-seminarians who form the core of the Balas Boys.
That is how, in no particular order now, Filologo Rodriguez, Archimedes Reyes, Chris Ocampo and Roperlee Syquia, came across to me – most certainly to a great number of viewers too – in their guesting at friend John Susi’s Hamon: Central Luzon over CLTV-36 last week.”
The piece went to conclude, thus:
“Clear to all, Panlilio, by his actions, has no love lost for the four former seminarians. Clear to all, except to the four.
They still abhor to think of fighting, nay, of even slighting, their beloved, their most revered Among Ed.
Is this a hopeless case of the four hoping against hope that somehow, someway, Panlilio still carried in his heart of hearts even just some flickering embers of love for them – his own wards in the seminary?
That the Good Lord will cause some epiphany to come to Panlilio, the scales in his eyes suddenly falling off – even without an Ananias, see the lie in Dabu, and rush to them, his beloved disciples, for a renewal of bonds, never to be cut again? No way will the God who appointed Dabu at the capitol allow that, most surely.”
Still...so, ano ba talaga mga bruha sa buhangin? Nagkabaklaan na ba?
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