Very nice: Mike over at Rush Hour Hell is rubbing elbows with people in power at Malacañang (the Philippine Presidential palace), and got some clandestine photos while he was there.

I’ve been to Malacañang just once, on a field trip way back in fifth grade, in 1987, just a year after the EDSA revolution. The most memorable image that stuck in my head was Ferdinand Marcos’ cushioned toilet seat with armrests, just one aspect of the opulence in which he and Imelda lived.