13 days, 12 songs to arrange. 2 of said days will be spent moving to another apartment. Right now I am Jem Talaroc, B.M., M.M., B.M.A.A.O.C.B.T. (Bachelor of Music, Master of Music, But Mostly Arranging And Occasionally Composing Big Time). I'm good, I'm functional, productive, but there is tension in the environs in which I operate.
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I've never seen the media so hysterical. Right now it's them versus Duterte. Their current preoccupation (or should I say obsession) is whatever comes out of the controversial Mayor's mouth. Fine. Duterte is wrong catcalling the tsiks reporter. Fine. He has a bad mouth. Fine. He is inappropriate in front of the camera. He is so wrong in that respect. Fine
w/ British lady accent: "Good heavens! What kind of president is that? Oh my dear stars! My good lord! That is appalling! Outrageous!"
The media's relentless focus on the man's etiquette is almost as intense as on crime or corruption itself. One day they will get tired. One day results will be delivered. And then we'll see what they have to say about that. But of course! We need not wait, we already know. "You cannot please whatever is the rest of this cliché". Even if Jesus Christ Himself is president of the Philippines, He will be hated so long as there are computers to empower the otherwise unheard voices.
Hey corruption, hey crime, hey economy hey education, hey other really important issues, hang in there! The media will get to you as soon as they're done teaching proper etiquette and stately, presidential manners.