Duterte lapdog: What EJKs?

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Shameless bullshit artiste Harry Roque bullshitted his way through his first press conference at Malacanang Palace and said, with a straight face, that nothing can be done about extrajudicial killings because, well, there’s no evidence of extrajudicial killings.

That’s just so fucking ridiculous, even from a sideshow freak like Harry Roque.

Aside from the thousands of dead bodies that have littered streets throughout the nation since the Thug Regime launched its phony “drug war” as a method of pandering to fear and instilling terror, there’s plenty of other evidence, of course.

Like the video of Kian Delos Santos being led to his death by his killers, just for starters.

But what can you expect from a cringing lapdog who says be believes The Thug would never lie and pledges to “stand by whatever my President says.”

The only mystery here is why the snickering Malacanang press corps didn’t eat Roque alive for such shameless nonsense.

 

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Hollow-headed lapdog can’t wait to start yapping

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He hasn’t yet received the little pink bow with which yapping little lap dogs tend to be adorned.

Wacky drama queen Harry Roque hasn’t even officially assumed his new position as presidential mouthpiece yet but he’s already talking shit.

It turns out he fancies himself a political attack dog and has vowed to go after critics of the Thug Regime and “throw hollow blocks” at them.

Too bad he comes across as an overgrown lapdog who prances in his own piles.

You know the type:  The bitchy little shivering mutts kept as security blankets by unstable, insecure, and gaudy elites.  They usually have some type of silly little pink bow or other ornamentation attached to their head fur.  These pampered little yappers spend their time nibbling bonbons, snapping at passersby, and growling at bigger dogs from their protected perches while their owners bitch and moan about the frivolous, mouth platitudes, consume their medications, and babble incoherently.

Maybe Roque was trying to impress Mocha with his tough talk.

Maybe he’s the only one who doesn’t realize that she already has her fist up his ass like a sock puppet.

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There will inevitably be a squabble and showdown over who has top Thug-snuggling rights.

It will be determined that Mocha offers the best technique, and whimpering Harry will be left to toss the salad.

Thug regime about to get Harry?

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It’s a bird!  It’s a plane!  It’s a frog!  No, it’s … Fisting Man!

We sure hope that The Thug really is going to appoint flamboyant drama queen Harry Roque as his new spokesman.

Lately, the regime has just been stupid, embarrassing, dangerous, and deadly, without really being very entertaining anymore.  Showboat Harry could change all that very quickly with his constant stream of ridiculous antics.

And making Dorque defend the regime’s indefensible record of ruthless murder and extortion disguised as a war against illegal drugs would forever undermine this infamous opportunist and wannabe fascist’s laughable claims to be some sort of conscientious human rights attorney.

At least it would keep this ridiculous sipsip away from impressionable students at UP, where he turned a center for international law into his personal propaganda and publicity factory.

And it will be absolutely hilarious to watch this bloated toady inevitably make a complete ass of himself!

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It looks here like she already has him by the nuts!

Mocha will so enjoy spanking him into submission and giving him the fist!

But will this appointment help or hurt the nation’s struggling toupee industry?

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Straight off the shelf?  Or is that a rat on your shiny dome?

UPDATE:  It’s apparently now official, and the fun will start just in time for Halloween!

Scaaaaaaarrrrryyyyy!

Lies, toadies, and butt-sucking nonsense

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“Bobi, I’m having a bad day.  Assume the position!”

Sometimes it’s hard to tell who is more full of shit, The Thug or the utterly shameless butt-sucking toadies who constantly disgrace themselves with their craven, obsequious nonsense.

This time, The Thug is popping off with silly conspiracy theories about the CIA and the media out to get him.

Oh wait, he’s played that hand before.  He must be trying to deflect attention from his own misdeeds.  Again.

He’s whining about conspiracies in which spooky foreigners seek to manipulate public opinion, and then in the very same breath he’s threatening again to go peddle his wrinkled old ass to China and Russia and anyone else who needs a vassal state in the region.

Oh wait, he’s played that hand before too.  He must be, I don’t know, utterly full of shit.

Which brings us yet again to one of his most shameless and most despicable toadies, one Rigoberto Tiglao, a brown-nosed presstitute with all the principles and moral authority of a strung-out 20-peso shabu hag on R-10 at 2 a.m.

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“Yes boss, yes boss!”

We should be outraged, he bellows, that PDI — his former employer — has featured a photograph depicting “Caucasians” holding up placards that implore “Stop the killings” and “Stop silencing dissent!”.

One of the uppity Caucasians was even an American official! he screeches, and then asks rhetorically if it is “now US official policy to destabilize this government through allegations of human rights violations.”

That’s right, Tiglao has never been troubled in the least by the thousands of murders committed by his patron’s regime or with its complicity, but he goes absolutely ape-shit whenever a foreigner politely asserts that the constitutional rights — and very lives — of Filipinos should be respected, especially in their own country.

And especially since some government “leaders” and people who seek to shape public opinion are so utterly callous and obsessed with power that they see any legitimate criticism as a diabolical threat.

But Tiglao is so pompous and dense that he directly contradicts himself by snarling that “What’s shocking is that these foreigners in the PDI photo don’t even represent their countries.”

So they don’t represent their countries, but those countries are somehow using them to destabilize the Philippines because those folks dared to show concern for Filipino lives and freedoms?

That’s fucking stupid, Bert.

And so is the whole notion of attempting to incite nationalist fervor by trying to play the “bad foreigner” card when foreigners object to wanton slaughter and repression of Filipinos.

There was never really much question as to who would “win” the Golden Toady Award for butt-snuggling farce disguised as nationalism or reasonable commentary.  Tiglao was always a front-runner, far ahead of the garden-variety sipsips and stooges who are constantly angling for a smooch at the old Thug’s rancid posterior.

Tiglao is, indeed, the biggest and most shameless toady in Philippine media today.

What a fucking piece of shit.

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UPDATE:

Rappler gives Tiglao a well-deserved bitch-slap.

 

Duterte reveals that he’s a racist jerk (in addition to being a killer and buffoon)

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Leave it to The Thug to implicate himself even more and prove the worst about himself.

It’s old news that he petulantly cursed former U.S. President Barack Obama by using the Tagalog term for “son of a bitch.”  All because Obama publicly expressed very reasonable concerns, in a measured and dignified way, about The Thug’s regime illegally killing Filipinos.

But now The Thug is proudly embellishing his accounts of that episode and claiming he actually called Obama a black son of a bitch.

All that seems to prove is that The Thug was really thinking along those lines when he embarrassed the nation with his childish diatribe back then, and that he is such a racist piece of shit that he sees no problem with making things worse now.

Duterte is a total disgrace to the Philippines, and his craven brown-nosed apologists are even worse.

It’s that simple.

Yes, it’s time to dump that skank

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A petition is circulating online to pressure the government to fire Mocha.

While we fully recognize her right to free speech, the sad fact is that she was never remotely qualified to be Assistant Secretary for Social Media of the Presidential Communications Operations Office, and is a deliberately misleading propaganda diva and national embarrassment.

Besides that, she’s a ridiculous, tawdry skank who’s better suited for work at a cheap beer house on Recto or Mabini.  (No offense to anyone who works there.)

Mocha is beyond farce.  She makes the nation look ridiculous.

 

 

Seduced by a dotard

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Definition of a dotard?

Lil’ Kim got a few chuckles and sent lots of people scrambling for dictionaries when he labeled Trump a “dotard” (basically a wacky old fart).

But The Thug who emulates Trump and craves his approval seems to foot the bill at least as well.

Still, he maintains his weird popularity among the easily swayed who long for simple answers, saviors, and authority figures to solve their problems for them.

So if he’s a dotard, what does that make them?

And what does it make his coterie of sycophant satellites and sipsips?

At least the Americans, even those who voted for Trump, are smart enough to catch on to him and rate him their least popular president ever.

Is the Philippines really content to be a wacky nation of enablers , complicit as long as the entertainment lasts?

In defense of Mocha

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Mocha is an embarrassing skank and crude propagandist who has no business whatsoever working for or representing the government.  None.

That being said, the recent whining about her allegedly disrespecting Islam for not removing her footwear and donning a hijab when she visited a bullet-riddled mosque in Marawi with soldiers is just fucking stupid.

The devastated mosques in Marawi have been exploited by terrorists who used them as fortresses, hideouts, sniper nests, propaganda centers, weapon and ammunition dumps,  and as jails for their hostages, dozens of whom remain in captivity as the battle continues to drag on nearby.

It’s very, very clear who has been abusing and disrespecting Islam.

Under these circumstances, expecting anyone to take their boots off and bow and scrape to avoid wounding anyone’s sensitivities is plain ludicrous.

The Armed Forces of the Philippines could have bombed these mosques to dust many times over by now, but deliberately chose not to in order to avoid criticism that it is targeting Islam, the sham that the terrorists invoke to incite their followers.

Still, the mosques in the battle zone have been damaged by plenty of shrapnel and random bullet and mortar fire, and there’s plenty of rubble strewn about and danger from more of it falling.  And then there’s that little matter of the continuing battle going on outside.

It would be plain stupid to expect soldiers or media types accompanying them to take off their boots inside, and it’s very doubtful that the terrorists bothered to when they were holed up inside.

If Mocha and the Army should be criticized for anything, it should be for not wearing their helmets.

Mocha does plenty of ignorant shit that deserves scorching criticism.  There’s no need to take cheap shots over this kind of crap and invite Muslims to get worked up about it.

So what, exactly, has been going on in Marawi?

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He likes to play dress-up.

Okay, so The Thug stopped by to play soldier boy for a photo op with a sniper rifle and act out his delusional macho fantasies a little more.

But what else has been going on?

How, exactly, did a group of terrorists who laid siege to the city manage to quietly disengage and evacuate from a stronghold in a major mosque, with dozens of hostages, no less?

And how did the Army know this had occurred, so that they could move in to the abandoned position and “liberate” it shortly before The Thug dropped by for his costume party?

This scenario is so utterly implausible that even the Despicable Shitrag is taking notice and indirectly suggesting that it’s all a ridiculous sham to create the illusion of progress and impending triumph while actually allowing the enemy to escape and regroup to launch the inevitable subsequent attack.

Haven’t we seen this charade played out on Mindanao for decades already?  Does anyone really buy this bullshit anymore?

Are we really going to allow this face-saving nonsense to continue now that the threat level has increased exponentially?

Are we really that fucking stupid?

Are Filipinos snapping out of their star-struck hypnosis?

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Is the cult of murder and masochism starting to wobble?

The Filipino penchant for fads, celebrity worship, superficial popularity, and fickle allegiance has been noted and commented on by cultural observers and critics for a long, long time.

The innate yearning to belong, to be part of a popular group, to be on the winning team, to feel welcomed and protected, or even powerful.  Or at least to not be shunned.  And to kiss the ass of the powerful in hopes of gaining entrance to their sphere of influence.

The Thug, and others before him, opportunistically tapped into that reservoir of emotion to take advantage of those societal traits and make overlooked and alienated people feel like they were part of something bigger than themselves.

But now, finally, the alarm clock seems to be ringing.

So how many more bodies will drop before the nation truly rejects the simplistic and empty politics of jingoism, demagoguery, mass murder, impunity, and illusion?

And how long will it take to live down the shame of complicity?