In line with our Week #7 Contest, I am posting this article written by my good friend Mandi Nicolas, Publisher of Gensan Gazer Magazine. This will come out in the August 2010 issue of the GGM which according to Mandi is his way of honoring the Royal Gandaness, moi! Hahahaha! You should read this from start to finish because you’ll need every bit of information about me to make you win in the Week #7 contest. Read on, faithful readers…
This über ubiquitous personality needs no introduction, but lest you mistake him for the androgynous Trudis Liit who didn’t make it to the first day of shooting of the hit day-time TV series, we present Orman Ortega Manansala — blogger, banker, benefactor. (We can think of two more Bs for sure, but they’re not suitable for printing here!) His beautiful brouhaha of a blog crosses the one-year mark in August, so we offer him a little glimpse into what he’s become since, in our eyes, at least. GandaEverSoMuch.com needs no introduction either. This least subtle and most unrestrained of sounding boards in cyberspace this side of the planet is one of Gensan’s most followed public diary of sorts — replete with stories of carnal desires, comic adventures, escapades, infatuations, heartbreaks, gastronomia, canine love, scandals, politicos and what have you — a social commentary in a way, minus the preaching, pretensions and posturing.
Beauty he is indeed in the most unconventional of terms. He’s definitely not one you’d call voluptuous, and he doesn’t fit the height-6’1″ chest-40 waist-30 mold either, but what he lacked (or exceeded) in physique, he more than made up for with his quick and razor-sharp wit, disarming charm, and unforgiving sense of humor. He doesn’t really do much, but wait till he parts his imaginary bangs, raises a brow, thrusts his tongue in his cheek, rolls his eyes, and drops the punch line — his comic timing is flawless. That’s what he does in his blog, pretty much, minus the visual cues.
Bully, yes, he’s that, too. He’s swayed many a stalwart into his camp with his powers of persuasion, and reduced many an opponent to complete submission — at work and in his personal life. In his blog posts he can be very passionate in the outpouring of resentment against an estranged ex-lover, for example, so that if you were the intended recipient of his ill will, you’d probably wish you didn’t cross paths with him in the first place. Which is not to say that his vindictiveness is misplaced, for ours is a free country after all. Things do get blown out of proportion (such are the wonders and woes of media) — gossip, it turns out, is much sweeter in your own backyard — but that only means everyone wants to be privy to the Big O’s life story as and when it unfolds. (Others, on the other hand, are first in line at his blog-knob simply because they do not want to be the last to know, especially if Orman is on to them.)
Aside from his more I-me-mine musings (a personal blog is mostly that anyway), Orman, in spite of himself, goes out of his way to bully people to wake up from their daydreaming, to get out of their comfort zones, to think differently and do something different, and to see a whole new world through somebody else’s eyes. He can be a real pain and a nag, but in the thick of the fight, literally or otherwise, this is one bully you’d want on your side.
Baby, ah, there’s a name cross-dressing standup comic Vice Ganda or Ganda Ever So Much tribute blog (search at http://knowread-knowrite.blogspot.com/) winner Gilbert Tan haven’t used for Orman before. Truth be told, here is a plus-size grown man, with corporate management prowess and business sense so precise that professionals, entrepreneurs, consultants and stockholders form a bee line to his office door, and social clout so immense that he’s got a VIP pass to every single premiere, pageant and party imaginable — not that he hasn’t turned down a few of them. A first-class hotel suite for emceeing at a wedding reception is practically nothing, so to speak. But we digress. Deep down inside, this brute of a mover, shaker and powerbroker is just a little boy lost (girl, too) in the absurdities and complexities of this thing we call life.
Like every last one of us, he, too, has insecurities (“Am I too skinny? Does my intelligence turn you off?”), longings (“What I wouldn’t give for another piece of that… lechon!”), fantasies (“Tom Cruise? Oh, hi. Sure, 7 pm is just fine. Seeya.”), and the basic need to be respected and loved. (Being knighted by the Queen of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, appearing in Donna Karan’s fall collection, and winning an Oscar wouldn’t hurt either!)
Just like you and me, he’s also had a fair share of hardships and trials (“Will the cable snap? Will the harness hold? This is my last zip-line ride for sure!”), failures (“Bowling? I think the lanes are out of order. Let’s watch a movie instead.”), and a taste of the miserable and the mundane. He’s been wounded in the heart department as well, though it’s hard to tell with his steady supply of repartees and comic monologues. Unless he’s blabbing about his old flame or current ex online, that is.
This beauty-bully-baby of a blogger is just getting started. Stay tuned for more laughs — chances are you’d be laughing at yourself, too.
I’m easy to get along with as long as you’re not a dork! Maarte din ako. Ayoko ng mainit! Ayoko ng maalikabok! Ayoko ng walang tubig! Pero type ko ang putik! Gusto mo ako maging friend? Kung kaya mo ka-eng-engan ko then welcome to my world!
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