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$6 Million Artwork: Is It The Same Banana?

Ah, Maurizio Cattelan’s Comedian—the pinnacle of human achievement, where the humble banana transcends its destiny as a smoothie ingredient and becomes high art.

A banana duct-taped to a wall has once again proven that the art world operates on a different plane of reality. $6.24 million for a perishable fruit! At that price, I hope it comes with a lifetime supply of potassium and a guarantee that it won’t ripen before the auction paperwork is signed.

The artwork debuted in Miami in 2018. Is it the same banana?

But the real question isn’t why someone paid millions for it—it’s whether it’s the same banana. Are we witnessing the banana of 2019’s fame, preserved like some Dorian Gray of fruit? Or has it been replaced, secretly, like a museum’s centuries-old tapestry? If so, is this fraud? Or just… performance art?

Perhaps the duct tape is the true star, holding not just the banana but the fragile thread of our collective sanity together.

A Tale Of Three Presidents: Mary Jane Comes Home

Beneath the shadowed prison’s gate,

A tale of mercy, cruel, and late.

Three leaders carved her path anew,

Injustice fought, her hopes construe.

Noynoy’s plea, a fervent cry,

Stayed the hand that sought to try.

In foreign lands, her life he spared,

A mother’s anguish, he deeply cared.

Then came Duterte, cold and stern,

A leader’s voice, yet none to turn.

The go-signal given, the silence loud,

A chapter bleak, a heavy shroud.

But tides must shift, and time must tell,

The hands of fate, the prison’s knell.

Bongbong’s steps, a path unbarred,

Her homeward journey, no longer marred.

Mary Jane walks, her spirit whole,

A nation holds her weary soul.

Through years of pain, her story speaks,

Of justice sought, and hope that peaks.

Breaking: Miss Universe 2024 Is Half-Filipina!

Filipinos have unearthed yet another half-Filipina Miss Universe, Victoria Kjær Theilvig of Denmark! 

With her flowing blonde locks, piercing blue eyes, and zero discernible connection to the Philippines—except for one tiny detail—her grandmother hails from Biringan, the mythical city in Samar. Yes, that Biringan, the shimmering realm of gold and supernatural beings that apparently also produces top-tier beauty queens.

Armed with genealogical charts and a vague photo of a tree they swear is “the gateway to Biringan,” Filipino pageant fans are already claiming Theilvig as one of their own. “It’s obvious! Just look at her cheekbones—they scream Filipina!” said a fan, conveniently ignoring Theilvig’s 100% Nordic DNA. Another added, “She’s practically atin because her lola probably rode a golden carabao to Denmark!”

Of course, skeptics argue that Biringan is, well, fictional. But since when has that stopped Filipinos from expanding their diaspora? “If we can claim Bruno Mars, Olivia Rodrigo, and that one guy who ate balut in a travel vlog, why not Victoria?” reasoned another fan.

Meanwhile, Miss Nigeria stood patiently by, waiting for her turn. Filipinos smiled politely but whispered, “Any chance she’s part-Filipina too?”