The best revenge is success. So when someone does you wrong, pick yourself up, spend the next couple of years getting rich, then come back and slap your wads of dollars across that asshole’s face.
I realise that this is the lesson that the now-famous viral photo of that girlette with the placard that goes “Kay crush di ako makamove on paano pa kaya kay MARCOS” sends across. The reason Filipinos cannot move on from the butthurt that continues to persist three decades after former President Ferdinand Marcos was ousted in that “revolution” is that they still lack the wads of cash that convincingly proves that the Philippines is actually better off after the “Marcos years”.
Interestingly, the girl in the photo nailed the key parallel between the noisy angst of the Martial Law Crybabies and the lament of the heartbroken and those whose love is unreciprocated. Martial Law Crybabies only have their quaint slogans, their tired old protest rallies, and their hipster sense of entitlement to “justice” through which they can vent their tragic political heartache. Similarly, for those whose crushes never materialised into actual romantic romps in the sack, they have their “hugot lines” and drinking sprees with their confidantes to assuage a lack of proof that there are, indeed, “many other fish in the sea”.
To the latter, the venerable modern-day philosophers of the 1970s, The Hotdog, sing about the only real cure to romantic heartache. The girlette in the photo should take this bit of advise that harks, quite ironically, from those “evil” Martial Law years…
Noon ay crush na crush kita, hindi mo ako pinapansinAng gusto mo’y Assumptionista, wala kang time sa akin
Ang sabi mo pa nga (HOW CHEAP NAMAN PARE! NAKU, SHE’S SO BADUY!)Ang puso ko’y dinurog mo, ang puso ko’y dinurog mo, sinaktan atbinitin
HAOOM, HAOOM – Behh, buti nga, behh buti ngaNgayon ay bold star na ako, siguro tumutulo ang laway moBehh, buti nga, behh, buti nga, behh, behh, behh, behh buti nga!
Draw the analogy from that and ask ourselves: can Filipinos sing a similar tune directed back at that era of the The Hotdog’s heyday? Is Philippine society measureably better than it was during the Martial Law years?
In much the same way that it is difficult to move on from the sting of a snub by a crush until you could find a boylette to take selfies with while engaging in pillow talk to post on Facebook, it is difficult to move on from “the Martial Law years” until your country has extricated itself from its wretched state.
These hipster “activists” need to realise that it is a lack of evidence in the eyes of Filipino voters that the Philippines is a better country today after 30 years of Yellow rule that ultimately cast doubt upon the old narrative that the Marcoses and those “Martial Law years” were all bad. No amount of sloganeering, rallying, and corporate-Media-sponsored propaganda will change the reality that the Philippines had essentially remained unchanged since the ouster of Marcos in 1986.
That the Philippines failed to prosper over 30 years of Yellow-branded “democracy”, perhaps, stands as arguable proof that the cause of Philippine poverty was not a lack of “freedom” nor the plunder allegedly perpetrated by the Marcoses. For the evidence seems to show that the abundant freedom of the post-Marcos years did not translate to economic prosperity nor did the institutionalised plunder of the Philippines’ coffers end with the fall of the Marcos regime.