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MOREGINALIZED!

BASED on 2008 crude costs, a P100 kilo of liquefied petroleum gas consists of (1) P69 cost of raw material, (2) P11 value added tax courtesy of now-reelected lawmaker Ralph Recto, (3) P11 oil company take, and (4) P9 dealer/hauler take.

Nangako ang isang kahahalal na kinatatawanan—party list yata ang tawag sa kanila—na ibababa nila ang presyo ng LPG… ganoon ang gusto nilang papelan sa Kamara.

Alin sa mga bahagi na bumubuo sa kabuuang presyo por kilo ng
LPG kakaltas? No local legislation can ever snip at prevailing global crude prices, which can go any which way as demand side runs after scant supply. No attempt has been made to repeal EVAT, why, a top finance honcho of the Arroyo administration even suggested to up to 15% the tax take on manufactured goods and professional services.

Uh, the P11 oil company take is less than the P12—or 12%-- profit allowed by law in a regulated regime for oil, power, water or the so-called public utility firms. That figure means the downstream oil industry is moderating its greed.

So, will LPG hauler-dealers prune a few pesos off their 9% take?

Nasa Kamara na ngayon ang kanilang kinatatawanan at inaasahang gagawa ng paraan upang mabawasan ang presyo ng LPG… can they craft a law to subtract significant sums off their profit margins?

Will they turn up a law wrenching taxpayers’ pockets to bleed some more monies to subsidize LPG cost?

Hinayupak talaga sa kuwentahan at tuusan ang mga bobotanteng Penoy bugok…

So let me take a stab with my lanseta… the “margin” from which “marginalized” comes from is likely referring to profit margins and, as electoral popularity surveys go, the so-called “margin of error.”

Nasa bingit o gilid, nanganganib na bumulusok pailalim kapag nabulid—ganoon ang mahahalungkat na katuturan ng nakabingit o nakagilid, or the so-called “marginalized.”

May nahalal na kinatatawanan para sa may utak daw. Aba’y lumilitaw pala nito na malapit nang masilat o malaglag ang anumang palaman sa kanilang bumbunan. That means they’re supposed to represent those who are sick in the head or whose sanity are on the brink and ready to go like offal.

How apt to tap as top nominee someone whose name sounds like Mayqui… oopsydaisy, you guys tend to enunciate the last syllable twice… pero talagang wala ang ganoon sa gilid-gilid o singit-singit—nakagitna lang ‘yon. And to think that arroyo is a gully, a not-so-deep chasm, a sink hole, a pit in which the unwary can fall into.

Kapag lumutang ang ganyang paglilimi ukol sa mga nasa gilid o “marginalized” daw, talagang mapapahagalpak ng laklak—margin, more gin… no sense or reason there but there’s rhyme… at paborito naming tunggain ang Ginebra Capitan ni Dr. Lucio Tan.

Kaya naman pala kahit
convicted plunderer ang isang tumakbo sa pagka-Pestedente, humakot pa rin ng bobotante… na kung lilimiin, mga pawang “moreginalized!”

Alak pa at tagayan natin ang bobotanteng Penoy bugok!

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