Frustrated and Sad

Get this. I wasn't able to accomplish anything substantial because of that shitty rally that happened Friday morning. A colleague of mine was terrified of what can possibly happen --- she's a mother of two, that's why. Then again, I couldn't help but feel frustrated about the sorry state of the very place I am living in --- and with Gabe at that. Don't we all work our asses off, day in and day out, much to the dismay of the party animals in us (mine is non-existent anymore, fyi)? And yet, you get this. You get someone who at first tells the whole world that she will not run again for the presidency (only to say otherwise later on), this very same person who flatly denies any involvement in the election scam (only to appear on national television to admit that indeed, she was in it and such manifestation was saying sorry) and, as if these were all not enough to feel losers ourselves, she declares this thing called state of emergency, saying something like the country is in a clear and present danger (how creative! I'm sure she watched that movie in HBO the night before the EDSA rally for added inspiration). For whatever it's worth, the only emergency I felt was for me to go home as soon as I can for fear that I may not be able to do so because of the throng of rallyists filling up the streets of Ayala. Was that the clear and present danger she was talking about?! As far as I am concerned, the next thing I did after seeing the police use water canons to get rid of the poor rallyists was to surf the net and check out the next possible thing: migrate! Don't blame it on us middle class people if we choose to leave this place because nothing is ever gonna happen here. Sure, 10 or 15 years from now something will, but I am just not about to wait that long.