Category: politics

Pinoy 2000 blues

Isyu 23 Oct 1995

A new Philippines is rising out there, sey ni FVR to his friends in Hawaii. I swear, I marvel at his optimism, or should I say, illusions. Obviously it’s our good old Philippines he’s talking about, where the rich get richer and the poor get poorer and plentier, precisely because our leaders keep selling us out to foreign investors who tend to take the profits and run.

Kung sabagay, rising nga naman ang prices ng mga bilihin. And rising din soon, a centennial tower cum museum cum mall sa Rizal Park, if FVR gets his way, and I hope he doesn’t. I’m with Amando Doronila and Bambi Harper on his one. Not only does such a tower promise to be both aesthetically displeasing and environmentally unsound, it would also be a monument to the Ramos administration’s deplorable values and sense of priorities. A tower, when people are hungry and barely surviving? We don’t deserve a tower.

Say ng isang astrologer on TV, suwerte kay FVR ang solar eclipse. Ibig ba nitong sabhin, suwerte rin itong biyahe niya? Ewan ko. Parang matimbang din yung puna ng maraming kolumnista na tuwing bibiyahe si FVR (at least in the last two trips), may krisis na nagaganap sa bayan nating kanyang iniiwan. First it was Flor Contemplacion, then it was rice. Kung maniniwala tayo sa astrology, puwede ring maniwala sa kasabihang these things come in threes. So what or who might the third crisis involve? Well, how about the situation of lahar victims in Pampanga’s evacuation centers and resettlement sites which have become festeringly desperate since typhoon Mameng? I dread what the next typhoon will bring.

A year ago I wrote (with Jorge Arago) the script for a documentary film Gerry Gerena’s From Victims to Victors, all about what government is doing, through the Department of Social Welfare and Development (DSWD) and the Mt. Pinatubo Commission, to help our kababayans displaced by lahar onslaughts. In the romantic (and rare) version of the story, victims eventually make it to resettlement sites where they live happily ever after (sort of) kasi they’re also given land to till. In real life, however, there is little land and few jobs to be had, most resettlers relying on dole-outs and food-for-work schemes to survive. Meanwhile the waiting list for new housing units in new resettlement sites gets longer and evacuation centers become dirtier and more crowded. No wonder many victims keep going back to their old roofs and haunts.

Sabi sa Public Forum, it’s a cultural thing, itong pilit na pagbalik agadng maraming biktima sa kanilang mga bayang natabunan ng lahar, kahit bubong lang ang binabalikan nila. Matindi raw kasi talaga ang attachment ng Pinoy sa bayang kinagisnan. Ganoon? Hindi kaya dahil wala silang better options, as in, walang lupang malipatan at pondong panimula?

A matter for Buddy, attention Ducky

Manila Standard 1 Nov 1991

Whatever the scenario in 1992 – elections or no elections – Uncle Sam is sure to intervene in our political affairs. The objective: to get pro-bases people into Malacañang Palace and Congress in one fell swoop, the quicker to reverse the senate ruling on the bases treaty and the better to ensure the stay of US military forces in Subic all the way to forever.

Anti-bases people have their work cut out for them: a bases-information campaign to reinforce the anti-bases sentiment that has begun to take hold in the hearts and minds of thinking Filipinos, and also to counter US propaganda claiming that majority of Filipinos remain pro-bases (meaning, intervention is justified).

Ideally it is government, in particular, the Executive department, that should be conducting a bases-information campaign. But having taken a pro-bases line, the Executive can hardly be expected to countenance anything but pro-bases propaganda; not even if, back in July 1990, Press Secretary Tomas “Buddy” Gomez promised on live television (9, Tell the People) that an “objective” info campaign was in the works.

But those were the days when Mrs. Aquino’s options were still open, and Secretary Gomez must really have been trying to come up with something to satisfy both the pros and antis.

Not incidentally, those were also the last days of Noel Garth Tolentino as press undersecretary and director-general of the Philippine Information Agency (PIA). Supremely confident that Malacañang would go anti-bases (a la Health Secretary Alfredo Bengzon), Tolentino made the mistake of preparing an unabashedly anti-bases campaign in February 1990, in time for the exploratory talks. Of course it was rejected by Malacañang, and I suspect that it’s what cost him his job. By November he was out.

For my part, as the writer commissioned by Tolentino to plan and write the materials for the proposed multi-media campaign, I was prepared to be objective. But Tolentino was adamant, he had the primary messages all thought out: one, niloko tayo ng Kanô; two, kaya natin mag-isa; three, kailangan nating maghanda.

Mostly I organized the information into modules, each focusing on a particular bases issue: extent, duration, jurisdiction, compensation, nuclear weapons, AIDS, etc., tracing how each arose and how the Americans responded through the years, from the 1890s to the 1990s. Also I turned out several slogans for stickers and buttons, billboards and streamers; several scripts for radio andTV spots / teasers; a script for a mini-docu; a primer on the bases, for print / leaflets; and translated into Filipino a history of the US bases in the Philippines, for serializing in comics spreads. To collaborate with Fred Llongoren on the comics materials, I called in Iskho Lopez (my on-and-off editor), and he turned out, besides, a couple of poems and script for a film commercial. All of the above duly approved by Tolentino. In charge of production was Leo Martinez, Tolentino’s creative consultant, who had recommended me for the job.

Alas, Leo didn’t get farther than demo tapes of some radio spots, which I suppose was all the Palace needed to say no. And, alas, I am still trying to collect my fee, so I can pay Iskho (so he can pay Domingo Landicho, the poet, who sent in a few verses).

First I was told that Tolentino and Bengzon were still trying to raise funds from private sources. Then I was told that my check was ready but the Commission on Audit was auditing the Tolentino administration’s finances so no checks were being released. Later, I was told that my appointment papers had been sent to the Department of Budget and Management for approval and were stuck there.

Incensed, I wrote to the Officer-in-Charge of PIA, a Paul Alvarez, to complain. I pointed out that my appointment was for two months only, meaning, it didn’t need the approval of the CSC, and that I had done work for PIA before and never encountered any such problem. I intimated that perhaps I was being punished for being anti-bases?

In November I received a response: a phone call from no less than Press Undersecretary Horacio “Ducky” Paredes, whom I had met once, some ten years ago. He came on like an old friend, eager to help out, explaining that there was nothing political about the stopping of my check, only that Tolentino had so juggled funds, they were still straightening things out. He asked for a little time, till the end of the year. Come Christmas I called to remind him. He wouldn’t even come to the phone.

That was a whole year ago. Since then – against all odds, despite Cory’s and the US government’s pro-bases propaganda, despite Pinatubo and the economy’s dire need for aid, despite amboys Dick Gordon, Sonny Osmeñá, Joey Lina, Tito Sotto, and Joey de Leon – the Senate has ruled on the bases, the Terrific Twelve saying NO to the proposed treaty. I was so high, I forgave and forgot Tolentino and Paredes.

One year or three years to withdraw, it almost doesn’t seem to matter (given how long we’ve waited), so long as the withdrawal process is irreversible. And if the Terrific Twelve, along with Luis Taruc, Solita Monsod, Renato Constantino Jr., JoeCon, and others like them, were to run and / or go all out to campaign for anti-bases candidates come 1992, tiyak, may tulog ang Kanô.

Pakendengkendeng pa si Kulas

Diyaryo Filipino 9 Mar 1990

Bow ang beauty ko sa kalawang macho ng Pinoy TV: si Atty Jose Mari Velez ng Velez This Week sa Siyete, at si Leo Martinez ng Mongolian Barbecue sa Trese, na kaytatapang pala’t kaylalakas ng loob. Wala silang takot sa Kanô, e ano kung i-blacklist sila ng US embassy at mga kumpanyang multinasyonal, okey lang sa kanila. Mas mahalaga kasi ang sariling bayan, at kailangan nang manindigan, kundi hindi’y iisahan, lalamangan, lolokohin na naman tayo ng mga banyaga.

Umeksena si Martinez bilang kongresistang “anti” o kontra sa US bases. Inip na inip na siyang mapaalis ang mga base militar sabay mapalayas ang mga “Yankee ng ina nila” na ang trato raw sa ating bayan ay timpong kerida lamang(isa sa marami) na mukhang pinagsasawaan na, na hindi na kasi singyaman at singyumi ng dati – kaya lalo pang binabarat – pero ayaw namang bumitaw nang tuluyan. Saan nga naman sila makakatagpo ng isa pang bayang kayganda na ng lokasyon ay kaydali pang utuin – kahit sa kondisyong “unhampered military operations” ay pumapayag!

“Irreverent” ang banat ni Kinatawan Leo; kung pagtawanan at lait-laitin ang Kano ay ganoon na lang – tipong mas matindi, mas mainam – inawitan pa nga niya ng Andyan ka na naman… a la Gary Valenciano. Totoo, di ba, andyan na naman sila, poporma-porma na naman,pakendengkendeng, ipinangangalandakan ang kanilang datung at lakas-militar, baka kasi nakakalimutan natin.

Kaya tamang tama rin ang ang drama ni Atty. Velez noong Huwebes, noong nag-one-on-one sila ni US Ambassador Nicolas Platt tungkol sa mga base militar. Kakaiba sa dati ang dating ni Velez, wala yung pagbubusisis maya’t maya sa lapat ng amerikana niya, at wala rin yung pasulyap-sulyap sa TV monitor para tiyaking oks ang itsura niya, tipong nakalimutan ang sarili, masyado kasi ang pagkakapako ng kanyang atensiyon sa pinagsasabi ng Kanô, sabay ismid at taas ng dalawang kilay.

Siyempre wala namang sinabing bago si Platt dahil ganyan talaga ang estilo ng Embahador, maingat na maingat, pilingpili ang salita, nang di malagay sa alanganin ang pamahalaang Bush at, gayon din, nang di lalong uminit ang ulo ng Pinoy, nang mahimasmasan, ika nga.

Ngunit pinahirapan siya ni Velez. Hindi umubra kay Velez ang pa-epek ni Platt tungkol sa espesyal na ugnayan ng Amerika’t Pilipinas, halimbawa, at tungkol sa “best efforts” (talagang “best” na day yon, o) at kung anuano pang patutsadang lumang tugtugin na, kaya wa-epek na. Ang ginawa ni Velez ay tinutukan ng tanong si Kulas, hindi basta pinalusot ang mga palusot nito; panay ang hingi ni Velez ng higit na maliwanag na paliwanag, sabay giit sa pananaw ng Pinoy, sabay diin sa mga probisiyon sa kasunduang hindi pabor sa Pilipinas.

Binabawi ko ang sinabi ko noong isang linggo na wala na yatang tataray pa kay “Taas-kilay” Platt. Di hamak na mas matataray sina Velez at Martinez. Mabuhay sila!

Ang aral nina Apo at Imelda

Bongga 16 April 1989

Sa simula parang okey na rin ang premiere offering ng Isyung Pinoy: “Imelda Marcos – Paruparong Bakal.” Have we learned daw our lessons from the Marcos experience? Bakit tila raw nandito pa rin si Ma’am?

The first documentary film on Imelda Marcos since EDSA, ikinuwento ang pinagmulan ng dating First Lady, ang maralitang buhay ng kanyang kinagisnan, at ang mga landas na kanyang tinahak patungo sa Malakanyang at, pagkatapos, sa Hawaii.

Magandang supplement to your readings if you’ve read Chit Pedrosa’s and similar Imelda Marcos books. Consistent with these ang perspective ng Isyung Pinoy, na binack-up with interviews and testimonials of current credible figures like Hilarion Henares, Alejandro Lichauco, Adrian Cristobal, Manuel Duldulao, Odette Alcantara, Francisco Tatad, Steve Psinakis, Virgilio Enriquez, Ishmael Bernal, Tessie Tomas, Gloria Romero, Charito Planas, Cecile Guidote Alvarez, Pitoy Moreno, Christian Espiritu, among others.

Lumabas na Imelda is like any one of us: Filipino, with human frailties, and whom circumstances drove to be both good and bad, beautiful and ugly, generous and greedy. It was rather kind. How Pinoy. Like Tessie Tomas’ “Meldita”, the script by itself avoided getting personal, avoided judging, instead let interviewees opine for themselves and for the public about Imelda.

Ang thesis ng Isyung Pinoy is that ang traits ni Imelda ay traits nating lahat. Si Imelda ay salamin – kung ano siya, iyon tayo. In the same situation, any one of us would do an Imelda.

Halfway through the show, the docu became repetitive, interviewees were repeating themselves and repeating each other, the same with the video clips of the Marcoses, then and now, then and now, flitting from one opinion to another, one analysis to another, sometimes affirming each other, sometimes contradicting, and then starting over, once upon a time, na sa kabuuan ay sabog ang effect – parang salamin this time ng state of mind and heart ng Pinoy filmmakers and writers na lumikha nito.

At a certain point, when I was seeing too much of “Meldita”, it occurred to me na parang Sic O’clock News ang dating – ano kaya, nagpapatawa kaya sila, na pa-subtle? Pero hindi, hindi naman tongue-in-cheek ang delivery nina Gina Alajar at Alex Padilla. Ano yon? Akala ko ba, docu.

Ilang taon na ang nakakaraan mula nang umalis si Imelda, ilang aklat na ang nasusulat tungkol sa kanya, and yet parang nagsisimula pa lang ang pagsasaliksik ng Isyung Pinoy. Malinaw na sila mismo have yet to make sense of Imelda, kaya sila rin ay nagtatanong pa.

I have no quarrel with their thesis. There is something to the assertion that Imelda is a reflection of the Filipino. But I am disappointed that they didn’t pursue the thought further, that is, towards more definitive conclusions either about Imelda or about Filipino culture and the Filipino personality.

For instance, ikinuwento lang na lumuwas si Imelda sa Maynila to seek her fortune, and naging magazine cover-girl siya, tapos beauty queen at model, tapos she married Ferdinand Marcos, a congressman who would be president. That was worth a comment. Hindi ba rags-to-riches story din ito, parang kay Nora Aunor, na political ang context at mas matindi ang stakes? Hindi ba ganyan din ang maraming pelikulang Pinoy, from poverty and oppression to wealth and power? So what does it mean? Though poor, as a people we have in every one of us the power to lift ourselves up, the way Nora did, the way Imelda did, the way Sharon and FPJ do in the movies?

And what about the path Imelda took, via magazine covers, beauty contests, fashion shows to fame and glory? Showbiz na showbiz, di ba? What does it mean? Perhaps that we’re natural performers, we have a thing for cameras and klieg lights, instinctively we know it’s the fastest way to the top?

Also the docu glossed over Marcos’ role in the making of the imeldific in Imelda. I’d have followed up Planas’ remark that Imelda studied hard. I read somewhere, sa Free Press yata, na early in the marriage Imelda felt inadequate to the demands of Marcos’ political stature and she almost, if not quite, had a nervous breakdown, but that eventually, motivated by Marcos, she buckled down to work. Sana in-explore ang pagkaka-mold ng mind ni Imelda: what books did Marcos make her read, what books did she go on to read on her own, which writers influenced her thinking the most, how did she rationalize the things she did.

Finally, I’d have looked deeper into Henares’ and Planas’ comments that Imelda didn’t like to be asked or reminded about her beginnings, and Alcantara’s about Imelda being nouveau riche. In one of Pedrosa’s books, she suggests that what changed Imelda was the way she was snubbed by the old rich. It made her lie about her roots and it made her vengeful. Kung totoo ito, ang new-rich ang may problema — what to do with, how to handle, wealth and power. Obviously, Imelda handled it wrongly, or she wouldn’t have fallen so unceremoniously. But then what were her options? And what are the options of Imeldas in-the-making?

I’m not convinced that given the chance, any one of us would do an Imelda. I wouldn’t. My mother wouldn’t. My daughter won’t. While we all may share with Imelda certain traits and predispositions, still we are all individually unique with different upbringings, different hang-ups, different roles to play, except for “Meldita”.

No, Gina, we haven’t yet learned our lessons from the Marcos experience. In fact we can’t seem to figure out what’s significant and what’s not about that experience. Parang nabobo tayo ng martial law at ng censorship. Parang pumurol ang mga isip natin.

O baka naman natatakot lang tayong mag-isip at magtanong, maaaring we’re just not ready to confront our selves. We might not like what we see, mirror or no mirror.