Hey Erap!

Isn't it a wonder how just sitting for one hour in front of the TV, watching the day's news unfold, can make you just sick to your stomach? I just had the worst feeling of nausea last night. I turned on the TV and saw Joseph Estrada declaring bid and said, "“… tinatanggap ko ang hamon at hiling ng ating mga kababayan upang ibalik ang dangal ng mga api, ng mga masang Pilipino, upang ibalik ang pag-asa sa mga mahihirap, upang ibalik ang tinig ng masang Pilipino.” WTF?!?!?!?!

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Dear Joseph Ejercito "Erap" Estrada,

When the impeachment trial abruptly ended, I felt like I was left unsatisfied during a foreplay. Good thing that I somehow managed to reach the climax when you were finally ousted through the People Power 2.

But truth be told, I miss you and I wanna see you again. No, I won’t enjoy your gross private scenes with your mistresses, but I want to see you in action—in the courtroom. Not in the Malacanang Palace where you plot plans together with your minions how to hoard the Filipino people's taxes like a hunger - stricken scavenger out hunting for food on the street corner.

I want to know how a playboy Robinhood would face women as strong as Gabriela in a legal intercourse. I want to see Clarissa Ocampo and Emma Lim—among others—with their damning testimonies, bare it all and drain all the strength off you.

But now, you're thinking of snatching the presidency again? Please spare Juan dela Cruz the same demise they suffered eons ago. All the hoolabaloo on secret dollar acounts, money laundering scams, etc. among you politicians. Just stop! Being a politician meant public service, you idiot!

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I think I'm seeing the worst time of the Philippines and that it is only just beginning.

I think I'm beginning to understand why some people just go to the streets to express their frustration and disappointment.

Never was I a big fan of activists and demonstrations. The only time I appreciated what they do is when they happen to halt classes.

I think I'll join them next time they do it.

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