Senator Villar needs to spend time relaxing on a nudist beach

Senator Villar would have us believe that he is the Guardian of Filipino Morality. I believe he is Small-Mindedness Personified and his Anti-Obscenity and Pornography Senate Bill No. 2464 demonstrates this beautifully. Nash, baka ka ma-arrest on arrival if this bill is passed!

Why it doesn't take much of a leap of imagination to see how sex education or discussions on reproductive health could be considered "obscene" and thereby penalized.

Here's John Silva's take on this ridiculous bill. Take the time to peruse the comments as well. Read it and weep, people. The powers that be are making idiots of us all.

IMAGE CREDITS: JOHN SILVA

P.S. John Silva draws an interesting comparison between this and a similar bill in Indonesia, where Muslims are the majority. Makes for lots of things to chew on combined with the link I posted above to an article on Islamic pop culture -- literature in particular!

Comments

The Nashman said…

Buti pa kaming mga Igorot, used to nudity. Basta ako, topless pa rin.

And to think these are highly 'civilised' and 'educated' senators kuno but they ONLY associate nudity with sex.

Na-overdose rin kaya sa Promil at Berbran si Villar noong bata? Ay shet, poor-poor nga pala ang bio niya so baka melamine contamination..

30 September 2008 at 20:54

padma said…

Melamine plus glutathione kaya?

5 October 2008 at 17:04

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