The cesspool isn’t in Boracay, it is some place along the Pasig River. We know from what dark and damaged mind and shameful and shameless mouth the sh*t comes.
By the way, “Mr. Cesspool,” God didn’t make you the way you are. You did, and you do. God doesn’t make you a distasteful and disgraceful president (which might be why those abusive Kuwaiti employers have a very low regard for Filipinos); you do.
It isn’t God that makes the Philippines a fearful country; because in your benighted mind you have kept a deep and irrational impression that drug addicts are “raping children and grandmothers”; you do.
Boracay’s physical dirt can be removed. What about the
nation’s spirit that you soil almost every day?
ATIS ALTAMIRANO, atis.altamirano77@gmail.com