I am mourning for my herd in the Philippines. My father did not get the position as Mayor of the town called Pitogo. Let me tell you a little bit about him, he is a true leader, he has the gift of empowering the people, he is brilliant, he is kind, he is generous, he is a visionary and a creator. The only thing he did not do in this election is to play the game that the others played.
I am sad. I am sad, because the last time I was there I saw how bad things were. I saw that they only need one mistake and a couple of storms to completely sink that whole town into the abyss.
My sadness is for the people whose livelihood now lies in the hands of a man who is not a leader but a gambler with no ability to make a difference.
I am dumbfounded by the naivety of the people in Pitogo. They wanted instant gratification, and the man who won the election gave them just that buy buying their votes for a small amount of money. How do I know this? I listen to the birds who are watching these people play their games.
Would you sell your vote for $1XX.XX? I wouldn’t.
This is what the election in our town looks like. The positions have a price tag.
For the residents of Pitogo, if you are reading this, now is the time to wake up and start helping each other instead of bringing each other down, because WE ALL KNOW and God knows that your newly elected Mayor can not help you. Gamblers will always BE TAKERS.
If you are reading this and you are one of those people who sold your vote, I hope you enjoy every cent of that money, because it won’t last forever.
And if you’re the newly elected mayor and you are reading this, let this be a challenge to you.
Thank you to those who supported my family in all of this.
My friends, do not despair, this is only the beginning.