Please lang

Right now I am mulling over the joys of being in a third world country.

Patriotic friends would hate me for this, but damn it, sometimes I wish I was born elsewhere. And let's not be hypocritical about it. Most of us have thought about this at one point in our lives. It has always been at the back of our heads, gnawing at us. The difference is only a few would be brazen enough to admit it.

It’s time for the musical chairs once again. Come January, people would be moving in and out of jobs. Companies that don’t make it would be compelled to retrench its employees, or worse, fold up.

The IT industry is eternally unstable.

Most of my friends and acquaintances in their mid-20s and 30s are seriously considering migrating to another country to escape poverty here and be able to raise their families either in the US or Canada.

Next year, we are facing an ever-increasing budget deficit.

The peso is forecasted to be weak in the light of the country’s higher inflation and lending rates.

FPJ is seriously considering the idea of running for President. With Panfilo Lacson as VP.

And they’re actually on top of the surveys!

So what happens to all of us? Seems like an Edsa Quatro in the offing.

Jaded as Romy was when he said this, I think I’m inclined to believe him now:

If FPJ gets elected as president, the poor deserves their poverty.