Watching the state of the nation address last Monday, one could almost believe that GMA is the savior that she claims to be. Like a cult welcoming its high priestess, the chamber rang loud with chants of her name. And all is well with the world.
Less a state of the nation than a statement of direction, the speech gave the world a preview of things to come: federalism, a nod and a wink to the governors and mayors who descended on Imperial Manila with threats of secession; and a parliamentary shift, a nod and a wink to the congress who, if they might have their way, can now enjoy lifetime terms. And all is well with the world.
Never mind that there's no clear vision as to how either tact will solve the problems we face. Never mind that there's not even a clear definition of the root causes of the problems that they would attempt to solve. What's clear is that this administration decides by divine fiat: this is the way to the promised land, the high priestess says. Never mind the details, for that is where the devil is. And all is well with the world.
All is well with the world. The sun will go on shining, and the cameras will go on rolling. Congressmen and senators will preen in the klieg lights, full of vigor and bombast. And thus the merry-go-round turns in its dance of forgetfulness.
All is well with the world. For isn't forgetfulness sweet? We'll cover our sins from the light, we'll sweep the dirt under the rug. We'll let bygones be bygones. Let the devils and the angels kiss and make up, for in the end, aren't we all one happy family? We'll stone the prophets and silence their tongues, for after all, who in this world is righteous?
So eat, drink, and be merry. For all is well with the world.
"But woe to you that are rich, for you have received your consolation.
Woe to you that are full now, for you shall hunger.
Woe to you that laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep.
Woe to you, when all men speak well of you, for so their fathers did to the false prophets."