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The mundane scene of Manila traffic has again settled and lured me to think.
Every time the taxi would move, I would see the picture of the urban life
expand more and more – children asking for alms in the pavements and
juveniles running from something I do not know.
Whatever they were running from, wherever they must have arrived at, I simply
whisper a prayer that they wouldn’t end lifeless at the middle of a road, with a
bullet imbibed in their system, with a cardboard attached to their body, with a
death that needed no burial.
Everyday, the deaths of an alleged drug pusher add to the myriad of cadavers,
which stay lost in the surface, having no place to rest. Everyday, a new name is
added to the list of bodies that are disposed, all wrapped up to euphemize the
grotesque nature of today’s so-called justice.
The situation seems to resonate the deaths of Archimedes Tejano and Dr. Juan
“Johnny” Escandor that happened during the Martial Law. Both corpses were
found mangled terribly, wreaking havoc to the families that have seen them.
Even with this circumstance, families of Tejano and Escandor are still
considered lucky, as the bodies were still found amidst the morbidity of it all.
Autopsy
Decades have passed since the declaration of Martial Law and yet, the
conception of it as a “Pistaym Prosperity” epoch continue to misconstrue the
generation today. More accurately, Martial Law became an epitome of
constitutional authoritarianism and a manifestation of false empowerment due
to the faulty land reforms it imposed.
The bombing of the Plaza Miranda and the First Quarter Storm, which is the
height of student insurgency, were said to be utilized as bases to suspend the
writ of habeas corpus and would later result to the imposition of Martial Law,
said Chito Gascon, Chairperson of the Commission on Human Rights and
Former student activist during the Martial Law.
But behind this peaceful facade lies a dark, cynical truth that involves a
terrifying tapestry of arbitrary detention, serious physical injuries, killings, and
forced disappearances. “Ginamitan ako ng kuryente sa iba’t ibang parte ng
katawan ko, hinubaran, binuhusan ng tubig” said Satur Ocampo, the co-founder
of National Democratic Front, in an interview.
Embalming
For anyone who has studied history, Marcos would appear as a tyrant who
indulged in the country’s resources by making his subordinates rich and his
family richer. The bloodshed in his presidency should serve as evidence as to
why he should be declared as a dictator who trampled on the very spirit of the
country.
Still, President Rodrigo Duterte would rather believe the opposite. For Duterte,
the late dictator should be buried in the Libingan ng mga Bayani because
regardless of the plunder, torturer, murderer, manipulator and liar Marcos the
whole world knows, Duterte still sees him as a hero.
Aside from the fact that Duterte wants to maintain close-ties with Bongbong
Marcos, it cannot be denied that there are some resemblances in the two
regimes.
Eulogy
As the taxi finally moves on, I cannot help but wonder about Primitivo
Mejares’ son. I wonder how loud he must have cried when his father went
missing or how high he must have jumped when somebody told him that his
father was found. Little did he know that this was the military’s way of luring
him to their hole, with their blueprint to torture an innocent young boy already
laid out for application.
I could not accept that the President who tortured Filipinos to death would even
be considered a hero, would even be buried beside soldiers who risked their
lives in order to save the country from the same atrocity Marcos inflicted on the
people.
To bury former President Marcos in the Libingan ng mga Bayani is not an act
of moving on – it is an act to acquit him. The day Marcos will be buried in the
heroes’ cemetery will be the day that his atrocious legacy will become alive.
The day Marcos will be buried in the Libingan ng mga Bayani is the day a
dictator will be resurrected.
(Author's note: This was my first draft for the Philippine Collegian's 3rd issue
of AY 2016-2017 but it never made it to its pages. I wanted my first drafts not
to go to waste so instead of restoring all of my supposed 'failures' in my laptop,
I might as well make my blog a repository of articles that could have landed in
the pages of the student publication. But any which way, I will forever be proud
of the thoughts that I have invested in this article. And whatever people might
say about it, this does not stop me from treasuring my mistakes.)