Of Zombie Politics .... ABS CBN a Boogeyman?

According to the latest gospel of a high-decibel DDS vlogger, President Bongbong Marcos has apparently passed away.

Despite Press Secretary Claire Castro sharing a video of her chatting with a very much-alive BBM, the vlogger insists the footage is "edited" and "fake."

Apparently, in the vlogger’s cinematic universe, the government has mastered the technology to create lifelike President-bots, but can't figure out how to lower the price of rice.

As per usual, when reality becomes inconvenient, the trolls point their fingers at the old reliable villain: ABS-CBN.

The vlogger is livid that the network reported on the President’s actual activities yesterday.

The accusation? That ABS-CBN is "bayaran" (paid off). It’s a fascinating projection—like a person standing in a rainstorm of troll-farm cash, accusing someone else of getting a light drizzle of salary.

The strategy is simple:

Kill the President (digitally).

Attack anyone who proves he’s breathing.

Claim the "Mainstream Media" is hallucinating.

This is a classic "Duterte Legacy" of Media Muzzling.

Netizens were quick to remind us of the drama's prequel. For six years, the former administration weaponized the state like a Swiss Army knife to gut ABS-CBN.

From Rodante Marcoleta’s relentless "hearings" to the final congressional execution of the franchise, it was a powerful module in political retaliation.

And yet, after all those staged spectacles and amplified accusations, there was zero criminal conviction.

No systemic wrongdoing has been proven in court. They didn't win with the law; they won with a remote-controlled vote in Congress.

It wasn't accountability; it was a "chilling warning" delivered in 4K resolution.

The comments section is having a field day with the "Didilis" (DDS) logic.

As one netizen pointed out, it wasn't just ABS-CBN reporting on BBM’s activities—it was every single channel.

To believe the vlogger, you have to believe that every journalist, every cameraman, and the President himself are all part of a massive, synchronized deep-fake production.

This is no longer "political opinion"; this is Kulto-Level Mental Gymnastics. The Routine: A backflip over the truth, a triple-twist away from evidence, and a face-plant into a pile of "fake news."

The Tragedy: Some of these followers have high-level degrees, yet they’ve traded their critical thinking for a subscription to a conspiracy theorist whose only source is "Trust me, bro."

While the trolls giggle and the vloggers rack up "pogi points" from their echoes, the adults in the room are worried.

Spreading rumors of a President’s death isn't just "content"—it’s Destabilization 101.

When you convince a segment of the population that the government is a holographic lie and the press is a paid actor, you don't just hurt the economy; you melt the glue holding the country together.

If the vlogger is so sure the video is fake, why not file a case?

Oh, wait—that would require "evidence," a concept that hasn't visited their YouTube channel in years.

In the meantime, the rest of us will continue to watch the news, where people are actually, you know, alive.

Accountability Escape: Start Shifting Blames

Welcome to another Mindset And Perspective discussion, where we watch the rule of law get bent, twisted, and treated like a suggestion at the buffet.

Suggestion on the buffet? In simpler terms, where the impeach official is allowed to choose what resonates with her... she chooses what she relates strongly to ... what fits her personal beliefs ... and what strikes a chord.

She has the freedom of choice - she was presented with a wide array of ideas to choose from.

She only takes what serves her, fits her goals, or tastes good to her ... no pressure or obligation -she can ignore what doesn't connect.

Our lead protagonist, Inday Sara, has just dropped a legal blockbuster: a Petition for Certiorari and Prohibition with the Supreme Court. (It was reported earlier that she was in limbo and was not aware of her lawyer's plan to file a TRO. Now she was doing it herself.)

She’s not just asking for a "pause" on her April 14 impeachment hearing; she’s asking for a total cosmic reset.

She wants a TRO to freeze the House, a declaration that the whole process is unconstitutional, and a giant legal eraser to rub out everything that’s happened so far.

Imagine you’re playing a heated game of basketball. The referee blows the whistle because you just committed a blatant foul.

Instead of standing on the free-throw line, you sprint out of the arena, hail a cab, and drive to a baseball stadium to complain to the umpire.

That is exactly what’s happening here. The Constitution clearly states that the Legislature has its own backyard (impeachment), and the Judiciary has its own territory (interpreting laws).

But Inday Sara wants the Supreme Court to jump the fence, grab the basketball, and tell the referee to go home.

One of the funniest holes in the petition is the claim of "Irreparable Injury." The OVP’s legal team is crying "foul" because they are being subjected to a "mini-trial" that might hurt her reputation.

Let’s be real: The House investigation is just a fact-finding mission. It’s like a doctor opening your chart for a check-up, and you start screaming in agony before he even touches the stethoscope.

There is no final judgment yet, no conviction, and no sentence. They are crying over a scratch that hasn't even happened.

The petition suggests that the House is being mean and unfair. But under Article XI, Section 3(1) of the 1987 Constitution, the House has the exclusive power to initiate impeachment.

If the House finds enough "smoke," they pass the ball to the Senate, which acts as the actual courtroom.

Why the shortcut to the Supreme Court? If your name is clean, why not head to the Senate—the real boxing ring—and show your evidence?

By running to the High Court, you aren't looking for "due process"; you’re looking for a trapdoor.

Then there is the most creative argument of all: The 2022 Mandate.

The petition implies that because millions of people voted for her, she should be shielded from accountability.

Apparently, in this new version of democracy, a landslide victory isn't just a win—it's an Anting-Anting (Amulet) that makes you wear a bulletproof vest against questions.

If we accept the "I’m too popular to be investigated" defense, then accountability becomes optional.

We’re basically saying that if you’re famous enough, the law is just a polite suggestion.

The real satire here is the precedent this sets.

If we allow every investigation to be killed by a thin piece of paper from a higher court, we are teaching our leaders a very dangerous "Life Hack."

We are telling them: "Don't bother preparing an explanation. Don't bother showing receipts for your confidential funds. Just find a taller door to run to."

When finding a loophole becomes more important than finding the truth, justice becomes nothing more than a window display—pretty to look at, but impossible to touch.

Democracy doesn't die with a bang; it melts away every time we let someone in power take the "shortcut" around the truth.