1017 in 2006: Arrested Development


“I-am-sorry” admission to cheating and lying of the highest leader of the land broadcasted on national television. Angry, resigned, betrayed, couldn’t-care-less-there’s- work-to-do faces whiz by me.

Drones report on dollar against peso rate doing good, better than the past few years. Groans escalate with the price of gasoline. Babies scream for milk. Working mothers whimper at the price and the dry nipples. Resigned sighs on house rent and city services increase.

Celphones and computers whisper plans of coups and lightning protests.

1017 was issued. People in violation were cuffed. Jaws fell open at the farce. 1017 was lifted. People are still cuffed. A fog of Martial rule hangs in the air.

People holler outside to unseat the President. The police stomps CPR. Protesters whimper. Press is smothered by invisible gags. Middle class people bicker.

We buy everything from drinking water to TV channel.
My eldest is turning grade 3 this June.
My youngest is practicing her nursery graduation song.
I am out of a job by the end of the month.
I sit in front of the monitor for hours
Staring at an empty page.


April 2006

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