Shortly after our board work on Cristy Ferminute (CFM) on Radyo Singko early Tuesday night, Mocha Uson—who had just come from a TV5 guesting at the network’s Reliance Bldg. in Mandaluyong City—stopped Tina Roa, Cristy Fermin’s personal assistant, at the parking lot asking, “Where’s Nanay?”
Following Tina’s direction, Mocha—with no makeup—sashayed towards Fermin who was standing right next to us. “Hi, ‘Nay,” Mocha politely greeted as she pecked the latter on the cheek.
Mocha’s warm stance was least expected. She could have simply walked away in a huff and boarded her waiting van to dodge the veteran columnist’s presence. And why?
Several months ago—even before the campaign season for the last national elections could kick off—Fermin, herself an audience at an exclusive event held at the Zirkoh comedy bar on Tomas Morato in Quezon City, bore witness to the standoffish Mocha who—in the middle of her live act—proudly gave away custom-made Duterte t-shirts to a seemingly baffled, if not disgusted crowd.
In her tabloid columns, Fermin subsequently lashed at Mocha for her lack of propriety considering that people normally hang around comedy bars for some dose of sheer entertainment, and not for political brainwashing rammed down their throat.
The day after Fermin’s articles saw print, the impassioned Mocha had taken to social media her reaction, personal anecdotes included. Oddly for a maligned subject, Mocha was respectful towards the columnist however explaining her side why she chose to support Duterte.
Particularly, Digong’s stern promise that he would address the criminality and drugs issues won Mocha’s nod of approval, seeing in her presidential bet the long-overdue answer to the injustice she had been deprived herself when her father was slain in cold blood.
“’Nay, your painting still hangs in my mom’s room,” Mocha told Fermin. A brief trade of pleasantries ensued between the two. Then Mocha with her manager Byron rode the van.
So, they have known each other for so long, was my contemplative question, the answer to which was provided by Fermin when Mocha had already left.
“Anak,” Fermin turned to us, “Mocha approached us before, I was still doing radio in the other station. She was then called ‘Qatar Queen.’ She was very popular in Qatar.”
Mocha needed every help she could get to raise sufficient funds for her mother who was waging a battle against breast cancer. She thought of tapping on willing showbiz folks especially from the working press for the publicity of a benefit show she wanted to mount.
Fermin offered more than that. With an already existing art gallery, she gathered dozens of young yet less known painters for a nude painting session with Mocha as the willing subject.
“She posed with nothing except a little covering on her private parts. The painters were so jaunty as she had no qualms at all,” Fermin recounted.
She then gave Mocha all the finished works of art, “What’s sold was our financial contribution. It turned out there’s still one that’s left, the one hanging on her mom’s bedroom, she said a while ago,”
Instructing Tina to check if everything’s loaded aboard her waiting van, Fermin said, “I told you, Tina, just one encounter and Mocha and I will be okay.”
Nailing her eyes again on us, Fermin quipped, “It’s notable when one is rightly educated and raised well by her parents.”
Mocha’s father was a judge in their native province Pangasinan while her mother, now breast cancer-free, is a retired doctor.