And a Blessed Christmas to you all
I would like to greet everyone a Blessed Christmas and to thank you all from my heart.
Since I put up this present site a little over a year ago, the 332 stories I have published here have been viewed a total of 3,035,101 times.
This would not at all have been possible without you all, visiting and discussing daily, and forming a community that aspires to create a better nation to hand over to our children and grandchildren. In the course of the year, we have referred to this round-the-clock gathering from all parts of the world as our “CPM” – Cyber Plaza Miranda.
Before I go on, I would also like to thank my hubby Alan who edits the content, making sure that sensitive stories are complete before I upload them, writing the heads and suggesting story structuring. He has guided my efforts in more ways than one. On top of cooking me gourmet meals everyday. Yes, he does :) Yum.
I also want to make a confession, especially to those who frequently post very incisive and well-researched comments on my site. I did not want to divulge this earlier because I didn’t want anyone to feel conscious, including myself.
But now it’s time to tell you all. That your comments are often read by senior government officials and politicians of all stripes. I know because some of them have personally told me so. For instance, I happened to bump into presidential adviser on political affairs Ronald Llamas during ex-President Joseph Estrada’s pre-birthday party. Llamas told me he read all the comments on this blog.
The funniest comment I’ve received came at the height of the impeachment trial of former Chief Justice (CJ) Renato Corona from Ombudsman Conchita Carpio-Morales. I met her for the first time during the signing of a Memorandum of Agreement between the Ombudsman and the Commission on Audit. She told me, with a very deadpan face – ”Love ka ni CJ.”
I did know how to reply to THAT ONE.
Looking back, I now realize that the first joint project of that MOA between the Ombudsman and the COA was the meticulous analysis of CJ Corona’s movement of money in and out of his various bank accounts as captured by reported transactions to the Anti-Money Laundering Council.
This year was a very heady, exhausting roller coaster ride for me, punctuated by a foot sprain and a visit to a hospital emergency ward. But I would not have it any other way.
This is the year I came to know all you guys – perfect strangers before these – and now my eager and jolly boon companions on this dream of a better country.
What can I say?
I am blessed.
A reporter’s life had always been a lonely, even monastic one. That is, until the Internet, blogs and social networking sites were invented. Suddenly, a reporter like me has become part of an interactive community like our CPM.