Wise Why's

by: Rufa L. Mendez

Smells mud and here comes really the slime-coated sling of mud as Salvo for the coming elections. Bits of slimy hailstones start falling as it signals the great bang. On the other side, gallons of perfumes are poured to scent personalities. Not to be off from the limelight, here comes Santa no longer sneaking through chimneys but in daylight delivery telling the world his identity. Beggars doubled and many bumped with the crowd just to be called less privileged and be seen as “goody-goods” for Santa to bring presents. Seeing Santa’s benevolence and readiness to help, the “still good enough” end up tagged as no longer usable just because of it being a strategic propaganda. So much economy might as well start asking why?
Since then, I have been deep questioning why it is when elections come, it seemed so obvious that it doesn’t need a genuine to discern its coming? Scents of mud fill the air and slime starts to taint. To the counter, sweetest smell of Calvin Klein no longer in mLs but in liters as “Da Who” works his fame. Scenting him more are his visits, acquaintances and appearances. Aficionados teeming the streets to have the scent but no sooner does the taint smells casts it all off. Then suddenly Santa arrives in his gleaming red shirt with bulks of presents to give no longer from the sleigh but from his shimmering Pajero. No longer lurking to keep his identity but is into a daylight escapade to tell who he is. Funny to even notice, that in the village of the proud where many claimed to be wise and affluence floods from the crowd of the less fortunate doubling the actual number of Santa’s respondents. Why?
To sling a mud requires effort, energy I say. To sling the slot calls for weighty reasons of why. To sling mud’s coated with slime speaks of motives to reflect the gravity of act. So exhausting to bath oneself with liters of CK, Eau or any perfume to scent up and stay in the light, costly I may say. For Santa to come for such a time as this although his is “ber month” already, that’s so much generosity. To not come in sleigh but appeal as if he is Santa, such a strategy. For the proud to bow, the affluent to need that entailed better resource at stake, far better than what is at hand, but why?
Why choose to exhaust one self to slime someone else’s face? Why choose to open the pocket and spend extravagantly? Why mask so much generosity for strategy? Could it be that they say it worth investing? Could it be that politics now paralleled to governance is no longer a public trust? Could it be that the very intent of winning your heart is winning their pockets? Better start asking your personal whys?