I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday,
because you're evil, and you lie.
- The Smiths
Warning: This post contains excessive profanity and unhampered name-calling.
As you may well know by now, the Philippine government is overrun by the most reprehensible of characters: these are folks who won't think twice about squirreling away the people's funds, dickheads who believe that their role in the Philippine political system is to rake in as much dough as their term permits them to.
It's gotten so that Filipinos all over have become resigned to the general state of things, where corruption is rife and the disparity between the rich and the poor has become commonplace enough to be acceptable. Well, fucking shit, I'll never get used to it. I hate these motherfuckers, these worms who feed on us and profit shamelessly from our hard-earned money.
One of the most disgusting people in the line-up goes by a girl's name, which is probably just as well and can't be any more apropos because he's a fucking pussy, , god, if I could, I would kick his nuts right in, except that HE HASN'T ANY NUTS, and the exercise won't have a point to it. Kiddies, let me introduce you to one of the most execrable parasites the country has ever seen:
Jocelyn "Joc-Joc" Bolante fled to the United States after charges were pressed against him for his central role in the P728-million Fertilizer Fund Scam, which saw him spiriting away millions of pesos to support President Arroyo's re-election campaign. Note that this staggering amount of money was for the nation's farmers. It was a pool of funds that should've been channeled towards aid for Filipino farmers in the cultivation of their crops. Instead, it went straight to President Arroyo's campaign kitty.
(It seems pretty obvious that Bolante acted under the directive of President Arroyo, whose body is so shot up with evil, I'm surprised she hasn't sprouted horns and hooves yet.)
After the U.S. booted him out this year, Bolante was forced to return to the country; since his arrival, however, he's been ensconced comfortably in St. Luke's Medical Center, delaying the process yet again and trying to squeeze past the allegations that have been raised against him. Upon his arrival in the country, Bolante claimed to be suffering from chest pains, a poorly-veiled ruse to avoid his immediate prosecution.
I hope you get tarred and feathered, Joc-Joc. I hope termites invade your bedroom and run straight up to your crotch to permanently maim your genitals. You're a guiltless, sniveling, yellow-bellied maggot, and I hope that when death finally claims you, it will do so in the most agonizing manner possible. Death by diarrhea. Death by dismemberment. Death by fire ants. Death by blunt cutlery! God, I haven't hated anyone in so long.
