It’s now sunrise this Sunday morning, February 1, 2015, and I’ve about reached my wits end when the endless music playing at ear-splitting levels which pierces right through my concrete walls and dual-pane windows resumed before it was fully daylight outside. I thought the moron festival only lasts through January? I had hopes of being able to once again hear the roosters in the morning (which I swear I’ll never complain about again!). But no such luck. The endless cheesy country music medley has gone on for a full hour already on a repeating loop, and it seems they up the volume another notch about every 10 minutes. It started out ridiculously loud. It only gets louder.
This isn’t something that can only be attributed to pure ignorance. This level of pure idiocy has to have some intent to it. It’s like Fiesta time is that time when they can just let the pure idiot in them go unhindered. No holding back for that cover of civility. Let it out. Let the full scope of our rudeness, idiocy, and ignorance beyond comprehension flow freely! It’s Fiesta time! Set the alarms, hangover or not, those speakers need to be blaring and rattling windows at the break of dawn on Sunday morning, BECAUSE WE’RE PROUD TO BE COMPLETE BRAINLESS, RUDE, IDIOTIC MORONS WITH NOT A SINGLE SOLITARY TRACE OF COMMON-GOD-DAMNED-MOTHER-FUCKING-SENSE, and we’re gonna celebrate it!
I honestly don’t know how I am even able to think enough to write this.The source is probably at least 150 to 200 meters from where I sit, and many buildings between, and it is so loud, it might as well be just outside my window. Now they are muttering their stupidities through the PA system which makes the music seem low volume.
So now they have utterly discounted the “Love they neighbor” aspect of their religion (not to mention “do not steal”…etc)
And the Filipino, as usual, is all about words, but no action. They just can’t conceptualize the idea of, “Don’t TELL me you’re a Christian, SHOW me you’re a Christian.” They are experts at saying “I’m good” while they behave badly, blatantly, right in front of your eyes. Filipinos are clueless, brainless idiots.
And I’m certain that later, after they have completely blown the eardrums out of everyone within a 2 kilometer radius with their pathetic never ending cheesy medley mashups, the idiot march will ensue for 2.5 hours. They will march around the village, through every street, every nook and cranny, endlessly banging out that lamented, mundane beat (everyone out of sync and off beat, to make matters worse), as they parade around (or rather, stumble around due to their hangovers) the caped and crowned Chuckie Doll to show everyone how religious they are, thus violating the Fourth Commandment:
“You shall not make for yourself an image in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. 5 You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God, punishing the children for the sin of the parents to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me, 6 but showing love to a thousand generations of those who love me and keep my commandments.”
I hate fiesta time. It’s just an amplification of the Filipino’s utter ignorance, hypocrisy, stupidity, and complete discourtesy.
In the sacred words of our beloved member “al”,
SHOOT ME DEAD!!!