It’s a sad day for Filipinos. The greatest pound for pound
boxer, Manny Pacquiao, was knocked down cold. I have been watching boxing since
I was born and I have never seen a knock down that bad. Not that it changes how
I feel towards the Pacman but come on, it’s hard to see your idol go down.
In the interest of cleaning up some of the shit that’s
currently dominating the hearts of the Pinoys, I’ve decided to proceed with our
weekly Pinoy pride fix and hope that while you are reading this blog, you will
start feeling better. I’ve also decided to do something cool, something that
cuts across all segments and ages, the comic book industry.
When people talk of International Filipino comic book
artists, the name Whilce Protacio comes to mind. You can’t blame them. When you
create a character like Bishop, who can sit his ass like a boss and still be
able blow up the whole world by absorbing the energy of all superheroes within
his vicinity like mother effin’ black hole, you deserve respect. People need to
be wave their hands left and right and scream like they’re in the middle of
damn Metallica concert. Protacio is so badass one entry in this blog is not
enough. He needs a monument, damn it.