In the colorful realm of pro-Duterte and anti-Marcos vlogging, a symphony of common denominators plays a cacophony of misinformation. 

Fake news, the cornerstone of their content, is crafted with such finesse that even Pinocchio would be envious. Sensationalism, their trusty sidekick, transforms mundane events into Hollywood blockbusters, making the daily grind seem like a Marvel movie audition. 

The slapstick comedy woven into their narratives rivals Shakespearean farce, leaving audiences questioning if they stumbled upon a political circus or a vaudeville act. 

Pathetic attempts at sarcasm and satire resemble a failed improv session, leaving viewers wondering if a dictionary might be a more potent weapon than their punchlines.

And then, the golden rule: “follow the money.” Behind the smoke and mirrors, the puppeteers pulling the strings are masters of puppetry, turning political passion into a lucrative sideshow. As the curtain lifts, it reveals a narrative not of conviction, but a comedy of errors fueled by the jingle of pocketed coins.