Ah, Raissa Robles, the self-proclaimed historian with an imaginary flair for storytelling. Her desperate attempts to salvage her flop of a book on the Marcos Martial Law era are nothing short of comical. 

What was meant to be an objective historical account turned out to be a patchwork of her own biases and an unabashed hatred for the First Family. It’s almost as if she majored in “imaginative writing” at the University of the Philippines, not history. Oh, wait, she did!

But Robles’ hopes took a nosedive with the resurgence of Bongbong Marcos. Her “Never Again” premise crumbled faster than her book’s sales. She now pleads for her critics and unsuspecting readers to visit her book at the Bantayog ng mga Bayani, conveniently housed in a museum. Hysterical indeed, as her work belongs more in the realm of fiction than in the annals of history.

Perhaps Filipinos could find better use for her unsold copies – like using them as barbecue grill kindling for holiday cookouts or fuel for a bonfire to keep warm during the cold December nights. After all, why waste precious firewood on a book that’s already gone up in smoke?