IN JUST a few days, a new administration will take over the reigns of government. And even as this transfer of power may have already been effected many times before with earlier sets of government officials, everyone’s breath is nevertheless still bated while we wonder what new face and style this new administration will really take when it assumes leadership.
For the moment, we do not have a clue, and all that we hold are but presumptions and some educated (or wild) guesses. Even those who engage in serious analyses will only hold their own hypothesis or agenda-bases assumptions because the fact remains, fortune-telling in politics is a wasted effort.
However, as with other aspects in life, everything evolves within their own processes of change and this transition into the new will be no different. No surprises there. While in a similar context, the new leadership’s journey may appear predictable to many, we don’t really know what we are going to get… much like Forrest Gump’s box of chocolates.
A few days ago, I heard from some educator-friends up north that mass protests by students are already being planned to coincide with the fated day of transfer of leadership and I said that it would surely be a disappointment if they didn’t do such actions. Thing is, if they brought up the issue of free education again (already a done deal), I’d have a few words to say about boy scout slogans and such.
This is where we are in the context of the present post-quarantine landscape. Simply put, we have all successfully placed our orders via shoppee or lavada whatever, when we voted in the last national elections. Now, all that we are doing now is awaiting the delivery of our preferred packages. Will we get what we ordered? Will it be the wrong box? Will it be damaged? This state of waiting and anticipating, is also like being an expectant parent at the maternity clinic. In the end, all will be revealed and whether one likes it or not, when that time comes, we will have moved on with what could be our next source of anxiety..
The same feeling of anxiety, present when the now-outgoing president first assumed office six years ago is eerily back during these, his remaining days in office. How will the new administration fare? Are we supposed to feel hopeful? Are we supposed to feel dread, the opposite?
One thing we shouldn’t be doing, ‘don’t speak too soon while the wheel’s still in spin’, as Bobby D likes to say.
