Un
funcionario de la Corte Suprema se salió del armario sin querer esta semana
cuando su micrófono rompió del suelo. Su
reacción era cogido en video y las reacciónes del público vinieron rapido y
vertiginoso. Obviamente el pobre hombre tuvo que
comportarse como un hombre heterosexual en público ya que es la cara pública
por su oficina – la Corte Suprema – no menos!
Entonces, sería
extraño si se comportó como Vice Ganda, ¿verdad? Espero que no lo ridiculizamos puesto que es
muy dificil ser comportarse como un heterosexual en las ojos de público cuando
la realidad es somos gay. El pobre hombre
ya tuvo que bajar su voz hablando para sonar como un hombre real! Como es nuestro trabajo, nos comportamos
apropiadamente, y si decaemos de vez en cuando, somos humanos como de todos.
Living in big cities like Manila can really make people very impersonal because in my last twenty years of living here - I have noticed the steady decline of children doing house-to-house caroling. Since I grew up in a small town, house-to-house caroling was always one thing I looked forward to. Mama never allowed us to do it, but since many of my friends did it - I would usually have several friends come over the house to sing. And lucky them, since they earn extra Christmas money. By the way, Mama was always a bit overprotective since she was afraid we might get bitten by dogs! Anyhow, I don't take it against her because I can't sing anyway. I don't have a good voice. I just miss hearing children sing their Christmas carols outside my window. The few carolers we've had immediately stop singing, soon as you give them money. They have taken out the real joy of caroling. And they sing lousily. Like they were just in it for the extra coins. I'm sure baby Jesus would be petrified if He learns about this.
