That’s the life for me
When I’m grown
That’s what I’m want to be
“ Jolly Coppers On Parade” by Randy Newman
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Bimby Yap (the artist formerly known as Baby James) wants to be president one day. I assume he wants to be like his Tito. Perpetually vilify his predecessor, no cabinet meetings, no need to articulate issues. Just point to deceased family members. Given the practical example his tito gives him, it obviously does not take any skill or perseverance to be president. Maybe Baby James rightfully feels he has some divine right to the presidency. If he were to assume office tomorrow, I doubt he could do much worse than his uncle.
That this speaks to self-entitlement is an obvious sentiment. What I find fascinating is why is this news? Take away my opinion that there is no more potent attention seeking warhead on this planet than his mother, why is this news? ABS-CBN is there to take advantage of their grip on the pinoy consciousness to put in politicians that will be favorable to their own circumstance. They are there to define the status quo. They present to me what they say is royalty yet I personally believe the same person to be barely a court jester. ABS-CBN is not there to educate you. They are not there to provide you quality. They are not there for objectivity. They are not there to do what is best for the country. They are there to kiss the collective behinds of the Aquinos because that is what they do.
Face it, you and I were Bimby’s age once. Playtime is just that. In the old days playtime was imagination. We had toy soldiers who were stuck in one pose and somehow we made it work. We played marbles. We pretended we were cowboys, indians , cops , robbers, astronauts and race care drivers. We had paper bullet fights. No eyes lost thankfully. We made friends, got pikon , made up then fought again. Playtime was an exercise for our creativity and a chance to learn social skills. Why the heck is Bimby’s playtime news?
Play is where we work things out. See what we like, see what we don’t like. Got to see which boys played with Barbies. Bless my lolo. He could never understand why his grandson was playing with dolls even if the doll was named G.I. Joe. Ken Dryden in his book Home Game talks about play being about self discovery. Play is about experiencing the world.
Yet what is Baby James experience of the world so far? Mommy accusing daddy of heinous acts via the media. His perfectly normal pretend session becomes news. Both his mom and his mom’s employer turning playtime into something they feel the whole nation should see. Are they trying to raise a well-adjusted child? No, they are doing what they are doing for self-interest.
I have said this many times before. If KSP is the root of all evil, what does that make Kris Aquino? I am open to suggestions. Anybody who reads GRP regularly knows what an oxymoron is, like jumbo shrimp, army intelligence, living dead. Can I suggest one oxymoron that totally explains the collective consciousness of the Filipino as symbolized by this Baby James non-news news story?
Putting a very sharp needle into the balloon known as Pinoy Pride since 2012.