Life Goes On...

The May 10 Elections have come and gone.  In the days leading up to it, it seemed like everyone depended on the forthcoming result and that the world would end if the PCOS machines failed to operate.  Well, as you can see, the machines did work and 80% of the total country's ballots had been counted swiftly and accurately within just a few hours.  Of course, the winners have not been officially announced yet because the final count will still be performed by Congress.

So what happens now?  The world did not end, obviously.  Posters and streamers and scraps of campaign material still litter the streets.  When you switch on the TV or radio, you still hear news about election returns being delayed in certain parts of the country; or that a PCOS machine was discovered in someone's house in Antipolo; or that there was a failure of elections somewhere in Lanao del Sur.  But all that's just a trickle... more like an afterthought nowadays.  People are going back to work, back to the office, back to the everyday activities we normally do when the sun rises in the morning.

When will we understand that just because our lives had revolved around a major national event (or a major crisis or a major career change) doesn't mean that we should expect everything to change with the snap of fingers?  These things take time.  The actual change will happen gradually and when it does, it'll be just like an everyday activity.  You'll hardly notice that it happened and then you'll just realize one day that you're a new person. 

We have a tendency to believe that a piece of paper will make us better people -- more credible, more believable.  But actually it doesn't.  We make ourselves who we are.  We decide whether we should be honest or liars, traditional politicians (trapo) or new world leaders, service-oriented or just in it for the money.  Who are they to say that we are not qualified for a certain type of work just because we do not pass their standards?  When in fact, we have been making this our way of life already, without the proper training, or the documented expertise, or, for that matter, the publicity, that usually comes with it.

Their reasoning is that what we do is collorum and that the piece of paper makes it legal.  Now who can argue with that?  In the meantime, life goes on...

Keep on praying, people!