SKIRMISHER

I have just finished watching the Hannibal Lecter trilogy this week, and am now as hungry as a cannibal to sit down and read the novels (spiced with classical music in the air). A former bandmate of mine lent me pirated CDs of these Anthony Hopkins classics (without my permission). Upon viewing them, I was mightily impressed not just by the Welsh actor’s acting, but by his character’s psyche. Every character in the Lecter movies seemed to be intriguing, and I just can’t wait to “dissect” each and every one of them when I catch them in the book versions. At one point, I even shivered in silent fright coz I might end up like the Red Dragon himself; both of us were victims of emotional abuse (sans the harelip).

But to paraphrase Alanis Morissette, enough about me; let’s talk about something else for a minute.

Doctor Lecter led me to remember a website that has been haunting the netosphere for a few years now: rotten.com. The website offers a wide array of perhaps the sickest photographs all over the globe that it would have made Joseph Nicéphore Niepce curse his invention. In the site, one might eventually visualize what pictures are there inside Thomas Harris’ psychopathic literary mind.

Sometimes, my homies used to joke that I’m sick up there. If I am, then why do my fingers protest whenever I type in “rotten.com” during surfing hours? But although I have a slight hemophobia, I still visit the site whenever I’m intrigued to see blood and gore.

And that’s it, pals. In times of disorder, why do we cry out for blood? Blood is the stuff of life, the stuff of lies, the stuff of excitement, of morbid curiosity. In fits of rage, we men are like tigers: we get more excited when we have drawn out blood from our opponents. Some are purely rabid — they simply love the sight of blood flowing like a healthy, lively river.

Anyway, rotten.com will make our very own military psychopath Maj. Gen. Jovito Palparán proud and doubly inspired.

Say, General Jovy, why not take pictures of those commies that you have just maimed, lacerated, slashed, cut, and nibbled before disposing their cadavers in some filthy river or unfriendly forest? Those pics would fit in perfectly in rotten.com.

Believe me, sir. Yours is one beautiful mind.

Stumble it!