In a stunning display of collective denial, the nation that once was proud of itself for resilience seems unable to bounce back from Michelle Dee’s Miss Universe disappointment. 

The motorcade, typically reserved for crown bearers, snaked through the streets as if Dee had single-handedly wrestled the crown from the jaws of the universe and lost it in customs.

The absurdity reached its zenith when Boy Abunda, disqualified juror extraordinaire, posed a question to Dee — the same question that had been asked to the Top 3 finalists. 

“Wow,” Abunda exclaimed, as if the fate of the universe hinged on Dee’s response. Perhaps he expected a profound revelation about the secrets of the cosmos.

Yet, even if Dee had answered with the wisdom of a sage, one can’t help but wonder: who is Whang-od, and does anyone outside Abunda’s inner circle care? The judges would likely have scratched their heads, pondering the cosmic significance of a name lost in the black hole of irrelevance. 

While Dee’s intelligence and eloquence are a given, her response to Abunda was without the pressure faced by the Top 3 who were hearing the question for the firs time.

Alas, the nation weeps, clinging to a motorcade mirage and Boy Abunda’s intergalactic inquiries.