Seares: Duterte’s legs showed

RARELY would constituents see the bare legs of President Duterte. Filipinos had the chance last week when Duterte, on his birthday, was photographed with his grandchildren. He wore shorts, showing a lot of skin.

Still, he showed less flesh than Ferdinand Marcos Sr. did when he had himself photographed topless while working on a farm. Or Noynoy Aquino, then the opposition leader, showing a barely covered upper torso while he was examined by a doctor. Both photo-ops were arranged following separate questions about their health.

Digong’s photo was related to his birthday, not his physical fitness.

Sex is work, not play

A City Hall department head asked the mayor if sex is work or play. The mayor said “it is work.” He did not explain, so the official went to the vice mayor. The VM gave the same answer, “It’s work.” The city’s top two officials as members of opposing political camps disagreed on most everything. The department head tossed the question to the parish priest.

“If sex were work,” said the priest, “why wouldn’t the house wife allow the house maid to do it?”

Doing without Facebook

Lawyer-opinion columnist Eddie Barrita said he had thought of deleting his Facebook account in protest over its privacy fiasco. (Facebook negligently allowed a data analyst firm to mine information about its account holders and their friends for business profit.) So Eddie decided to do without Facebook.

Instead he followed social media precepts and practices. “I go around, looking for friends in courtrooms, coffee shops, bars. I tell them what I’ve been doing, show pictures of my activities, clips of my columns and printouts of readers’ praise. I listen a lot, tell them what and whom I like, give opinion on issues and non-issues of the day...” I did that for a few days, Eddie said.

And? “I now have followers. A cop and a shrink.”

Remembering to forget

Overheard at the barangay hall where two women seniors were collecting their stipend from City Hall:
One senior--”See that man with a cane? I approached him last month and dared him I could tell his age if he’d drop his pants.”

The other senior--”You did not!”

“I did. And he did. After one look at his ku-an, I said he was 81. Amazed, he asked, How did you know?”

“Yes, how did you know?”

“He had told me his age the first time we met.”
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