In Spite and other reasons to stay alive, I joked that we couldn't die before Enrile because we should just simply refuse to let him win. Well, he's dead now. And while there's still Imelda, eventually she will die and I've come to the realization that we have got to find reasons to stay that don't depend on ninety-something criminals continuing to exist. So now I'm driving around with a daisy riding shotgun.
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