Solidarity Walk of a Creaking Cabinet

Let's bring it all to the proper forum is their repeated mantra. In the courts where we can submit evidence. At the moment it's all your words against ours. It's become a broken record. The lies tend to be believable as many liars go against a few bearers of truth. Go to the courts. Alas, the courts are peopled with appointees of the usurper. Thus, whether they are true to their calling or not, the trial would just be a mockery. Because a mocker had usurped the highest position. How could other positions thrive if not in mockery? The master of insult is the evil one. We are fooled. Time and again, they insult us. The black and blue Cabinet trotted in all creaking splendor in the usurper's turf by the murky river. Later, the evil mind continued working feverishly. If it could usurp a sacred office, it feels it could do anything. The thing is nothing lasts forever. Sooner or later, they have to cough it all out. Pity, so many people feel suffocated by the bovine odure they emit. This may be the hardest fight of all as an evil mind is a dangerous thing. People should consolidate and then give the reins of government to, my gosh, a lesser evil? Let's not fool the people no more. Let's not prolong this agony and see who'd be left standing. As I wrote before, we need brave men to act, enough words have been said. They're fighting back with the remaining power they have. The eerie silence of the evil one is deafening. The solidarity walk of the greedy showed crocs smiles and grins. When will they get out of the spell of the luckiest bitch in town? "Save us", their body language was saying. Only the people can save them now. So they thought. We can cast out evil if God is with us. As long as the creaking Cabinet is kissing the ass of the evil one, the people will never hear its pleadings. Those still with an iota of self-respect, leave that suffocating smelly rotting Cabinet. Or you've got to bear and suffer with the lucky bitch for long agonizing years. Beware the Ides of March. Say your adios to pandak or may hilaw na pagasa pa ba, really scary Neri? Clear up your rusty minds. -pekeng pandak pidal-