The Falling Ax in the Mind

Chief Justice Maria Lourdes Sereno of the judiciary department of the Republic was axed, Out.

 Is the President that scared that the ax may next fall on him that he has to secure the assurance and support of Communist China’s  president Xi Jinping?

 But who is really after the President’s head? Is there a group with enough power and capacity to do it?

However he talks, there’s no denying that PRRD is an accomplished strategist. He has packed Congress with his lapping dogs. The Supreme Court has started wagging its tail, too. He has secured the loyalty of the armed security forces of the State by raising their salaries and other emoluments heaven high beyond  anybody’s expectation.

Meanwhile, the political opposition looks emaciated and has  not shown any meaningful activity to prove its worth. Indeed, it’s rightly called yellow. The Bangsamoro rebels have been quieted by an assurance of self-rule via federalism. The NPA can only afford a mosquito-like disturbance here and there.

The CIA won’t dare any external adventure to remove him with his good-vibes Trump around. Unless, of course, the intervention will greatly advance  the interest of the USA. It will not under present circumstances when China is flexing its muscles in West Philippine Sea.

 The  International Criminal Court (ICC)  can’t even step a foot in Philippine soil to conduct on-site investigation on EJK; the minion of trolls will surely chase its investigators  away.

 There is nothing around to fear then. So what is the Time’s strongman afraid of? 

 Nothing but fear itself, the fear  in his mind – the fear of fear.

And this is the worst kind of fear, the fear without shape or form, with no material existence. This fear is a malevolent ghost, the resident evil in the mind. This fear becomes pain that turns a strongman into a weakling. The only way to overcome this worst enemy is to take Fentanyl and be in cloud nine as he once claimed (joke or no joke).

Of course, to quell the disquieting backlash,   the assurance of friend Xi about Tay Digong's continuous stay in the Palace by the murky Pasig may soon be declared as a joke.

Declaring an unthinkable as a joke has been proven by the regime as the best way out of a quagmire.

But mind you, he that started the joke that started the whole world crying would soon find that the joke would be on him. Here’s the Bee Gees to be exact:

I started a joke which started the whole world crying
But I didn't see that the joke was on me oh no
I started to cry which started the whole world laughing
Oh If I'd only seen that the joke was on me

I looked at the skies running my hands over my eyes
And I fell out of bed hurting my head from things that I said
'Till I finally died which started the whole world living
Oh if I'd only seen that the joke was on me

I looked at the skies running my hands over my eyes
And I fell out of bed hurting my head from things that I said
'Till I finally died which started the whole world living
Oh if I'd only seen that the joke was on me
Oh no that the joke was on me