No, not the comeuppance I got from exercising the freedom to assemble in a sort of perverted way (read previous entry).
I am referring to the curious scene I witnessed in SONA protest rally last Monday (I am posting lest I forget).
The red-shirt-wearing-activists, most of them students like me, braved the scorching heat as they marched towards Batasan. Together with the masa, the proletariat class whose welfare they swore to defend, they passionately shouted these lines that revealed their unwavering principles:
"Imperyalismo (ibagsak)! Burukrata Kapitalismo (ibagsak) ! Pyudalismo (ibagsak)!"
Then when lunch time came,they all ate at the nearby McDonalds's.
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