politics make me sick in the stomach. now that the May 2007 elections is just around the corner i can already feel the excitement ensuing in my hometown. Maguindanao. the place where dirty politics was invented i guess. guns, goons and gold is the name of the game. where dynasties rule and only a few are chosen.

i can smell the wolves walking around, ready to pounce at any given time. i can see the vultures flying above, waiting. money is being laundered from various accounts to offshore banks for "safe keeping". more innocent "opponents" are being ambushed. relatives are pitted against each other. killings left and right. its like a trainwreck. one repulsive incident after another.

the money that goes around here during election time is enough to pay the country's debt several times over. and this is an understatement.

so what does a loyal voter do at these trying times? i get front row seats watching the dirtiest, most polluted, filthy, corrupt, fraudulent game of the decade. now that i'm too tired of laying my ass on the line all the time and actually doing something to change the system?

i sit and watch.

let the pretense begin.

pass the popcorn please.