TV convalescense
I’ve been under the weather these past few days. With my workload and worries, I was amazed I hadn’t had the flu as often as I should. But after a particularly tiring rally with the lawyers in Mendiola, I finally had it.
I only wished I was able to make quick side trip to Quiapo after the rally and stocked up on pirated DVDs before flu got me. When I had all the time in the world to watch movies, I had only X-Men 3 to see. (Good thing DVD vendors are present at Commonwealth Market as well.)
One more thing that made my convalescence more difficult was our lack of cable TV. Free TV was it for me. And in our neck of the woods, you know how tortuous that can be.
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On the news this evening, Ruffa Guttierez was interviewed about her reaction to a bit-player’s remark that her gown was “UK” (ukay) or second hand.
Holy cow! The country’s leading network wasting two-minutes of precious broadcast time in its primetime news program on a remark that meant absolutely nothing to the millions of impoverished Filipinos. Even if it was a one-time Ms International runner-up they interviewed, as if she’s capable of some intelligent thought to deserve it.
Grabe!
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More on Ruffa and Ruffa’s friends.
Colagen injections seem to be the fashion statement of the moment among them. Didn’t you notice how Ruffa, Dawn, Gretchen and Donita’s lips all look alike?
And those make-up! Is it November already? Why are these gorgeous ladies trying to look like ghouls? Are the producers of Harry Potter making auditions in the Philippines for someone who would play Voldemort’s wife?
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I just saw Armida Siguion-Reyna being interviewed over ABC Channel 5.
It was the best talk show I saw these past five days. How she slays Manoling Morato on television always cracks me up.
Armida may not remember it now. But in a rally in Makati last year, I was the one who bodily carried her onto the stage to save her from being turned into a bloody pulp. The crush was created when free-loading politicians fell all over their filthy selves to be seen onstage with Susan Roces. We were standing side by side—she was awaiting her turn to speak; I was the rally’s writer feeding spiels to Direk Joel Lamangan. (I wanted to carry Armida’s grandaughter Cris Villonco and former Ms Universe Gloria Diaz and her daughter and niece as well but they did not seem to need my help.)
I really liked Armida when her long-running musical show ‘Aawitan Kita’ featured Levy Celerio’s songs. I liked her even more when she identified Gary Granada in Ariel Ureta’s show as Levy’s most probable successor.
I disagree with her though when she says that Manoling’s moralistic hypocrisy is because of him being gay. I mean, it’s not fair to point out his gayness for his personality problems when he has never admitted to being gay. Mainsulto pa ang mga bakla.
Methinks-that-Manoling-is-just-a-horrid-symptom-of-a-hypocritical-society-that-does-not-puke-when-it-sees-‘president’ arroyo-kissing-the-pope’s-hand-and-giving-him-a-copy-of-a-law-abolishing-death penalty-while-not-speaking-against-the-more-than-700 murders-committed-by-her-military.
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Methinks, as well, that the so-called Holy See is more of a political center now and less of a holy place run by people of holy intentions.
If Benedict is sufficiently informed by his overfed functionaries at the Vatican, I wonder is he still would have patted gma at the back and told her “Good job!” I repeat: there are more 700 murders committed by her military since she became president.
Methinks again that no Catholic, at least those who profess faithful practice, should want to share a room with this murderer. Until she confesses her sins and puts a stop to the killings.
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Lastly, methinks that Philippine television’s main saving grace are the few witty advertisements being aired.
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