03/02/2025
HOW THE REAL LOSERS EXPOSED THEMSELVES: A CONSPIRACY THEORY
It's not really the predictable rhythm of the political blogosphere. It's a strategy so well-rehearsed it could be choreographed: Step 1—rage, Step 2—retweets, Step 3—infighting, Step 4—implosion.
And who’s left standing at the end of it? Not the real opposition, that’s for sure.
No, the real winners are the ones who set the trap in the first place: the controlled opposition, the mini puppet masters who also have expert puppet masters -- the ones who have been playing this game long before the unsuspecting bloggers even learned how to spell propaganda.
You have to hand it to them. It’s beautiful in its simplicity. I sometimes dislike their posts, but now, oh well.
At least they're not the kind who would really oust the president. That's all that matters.
They come in all indignant, all righteous fury: Look at me, I’m rebelling! And, like clockwork, the eager little critics, the "brainwashables", and the brainless jump in.
Finally, someone is speaking the truth! Or, so they think.
They cry, practically tripping over themselves to align with this new “ally” against the administration.
They never bothered to stop and wonder: wait a minute... why is this person’s platform suddenly so loud? How did this person turn from a loyal supporter and super chummy into the most balahura critic?
And just like that, the trap is set.
One by one, the unsuspecting bloggers reveal themselves, proudly standing up against the administration; engaging in debate, retweeting, amplifying, tagging their friends — because this is what being a real political commentator is about, right?
Being brave! Speaking truth to power!
But, they forgot to pause and introspect.
Until... whoops!
Turns out, this wasn’t a revolution. It was a census.
And, congratulations, you just signed yourself up for the registry of "People Who Hate the President."
While the unsuspecting bloggers were busy diving headfirst into the controlled opposition’s trap — tweeting, arguing, exposing themselves like moths to a very obvious flame — there was another group watching: Calm. Unmoved. Some are a little amused.
These were the bloggers who never took the bait.
They weren’t swayed by the carefully manufactured outrage, nor did they scramble to align themselves with the latest “anti-government firebrand” who, suspiciously, had the perfect talking points and an audience that materialized overnight.
No, these bloggers had something the others didn’t: conviction.
And not just any conviction, but the kind rooted in something real. Not clout. Not massive engagement. Not temporary outrage. Not the fleeting thrill of “owning” the term "critic".
Their loyalty wasn’t blind, nor was it transactional. It was a choice, built on trust, built on seeing past the noise.
The president they believed in had one unwavering principle: follow the Constitution first, always. The rule of law, the sovereignty of the country, the people’s well-being — this wasn’t a game, wasn’t a slogan, wasn’t up for debate.
While the controlled opposition played their little game of smoke and mirrors, while the real opposition crumbled under the weight of its own ego and paranoia, the president kept governing.
Steady. Consistent. Constitutional.
And the loyal supporters?
They stayed the course.
They didn’t need to scream into the void. They didn’t need to manufacture drama for engagement. They simply laid out the facts, held their ground, defend when needed, and let the rest destroy themselves in their eagerness to prove something.
They understood that real leadership isn’t about who shouts the loudest but about who actually upholds the law, who protects the nation, who governs with the people in mind.
This whole thing: It’s the same playbook used in other countries, over and over again.
But watching it unfold now, in the Philippines? It’s almost comical. Like a rerun of a show you’ve seen a hundred times, except this time the actors think they’re improvising.
And, the real opposition? In shambles. Exposed, divided, discredited, confused, leaderless.
The controlled opposition? Sitting back, sipping their coffee, watching the chaos they created unfold like it’s a reality show.
Those who never wavered? They’re just watching with a popcorn in hand.
And the unsuspecting bloggers? Well... out there, flailing, wondering why everything suddenly feels... OFF.
They were so sure they were fighting the good fight. So sure they were part of the resistance. So sure they were standing with the truth.
But in the end, they weren’t revolutionaries.
They were just the entertainment.
Note: Post is based on my personal observation. Mindmap for clarity.
