A term so relatably-descriptive of some people nowadays, I am comfortably sitting on a fence while I listen my two senior, ex-pinoy-turned-émigré schoolmates debating online over Trump’s unfolding trade war with the rest of the world (including that island that only housed penguins).
Knowing for a fact the three of us were not economists, I kept my mouth shut while the two threw virtual stones at each other. Exaggerated as that may sound, it gives one a rough idea of the caveman level we were presently at on the subject of economic theories and tariffs. And while that may have been amusing, in the back of my mind, I’m silently thanking God, they have not go e back to their out-of-this-world analysis of the present Philippine situation. To say the least, that episode was akin to watching two fumbling freshmen pretend to tackle advanced math. Imagine these geezers spouting out hearsay upon hearsay and then trying to validate them as quotable quotes from credible sources.
Every five minutes or so, one of them would poke to ask what my opinions were on the present topic they were fighting over at the moment, but I don’t bite easy. I know there’s always a catch. So I just shrug and smile sheepishly at the camera and signal them to go ahead that I’ve no comment.
I don’t really care if they think this Dumbo is just here for the popcorn, so to speak. I’m not about to tilt the balance, no sir. Our boat, though not clear on where it’s going at the moment, is just fine where it is. Unknown to them, my eyes are on my phone, away from cam range. Its volume down low, they’ve no idea, my new young idol, Alex Eala is at match point.
But seriously, there’s gratification to be had in all these? Perhaps, if were politicians, a hidden something might be in the agenda.
And even then, if that were the case, how about having lively discussions based on facts then, and not those culled from he said, she said news bits, close relative to gossip?
I’m reminded of a congress person who, on record, once said (or rather proudly proclaim) one didn’t have to be lawyer in order to know and quote the rule of law. You only have Google it. While that might caused me to fall from the fence I’m sitting in, that might have been a good thing. The poor guy was clearly swinging for the fences. Falling on your butt is better than a direct hit to the head.
