Tuesday, July 24, 2007

The Police, "they who cannot be named..."

Young pips, watch out. If you are commuting and do not want to end up at the PNP Thief and Robbery Section (TRS), make sure you have the receipts of the valuables in your bag like a laptop, or maybe a camera or even cell phone. And, do not insist to know the name of the officer who searches your bag even if he does not have  a badge, or, even if you fear he might leave a pack of shabu inside ... If you do, that will be arrogance.  
 
That's what happened to our son, Victor, last night at past  around 11 p.m.  After a late evening work at their office in Ayala he accompanied his girlfriend to her workplace at a call center at the IT Park...   He then took two jeepney rides home to Tisa .  They were stopped at the Shell station at Banawa by a police team who were not in proper uniform and did not have nameplates except for the leader who had a badge. Only the male passengers were asked to go down for inspection (there goes the number of gender sensitivity workshops we conducted with the police). Like the others, Victor was asked to open his bag. Remembering what happened to his cousin Jason weeks ago in a similar inspection when they were asked to get out of the taxi and later shown a pack of shabu supposedly from their seat, Victor asked for the name of the police officer before he opens his bag. The officer police considered this arrogance. He never gave his  name; only the woman Officer identified herself as Captain Recla. One of them even suggested "gikan pa tingali na'g rally." (Human Security Act?)
 
For insisting to know the name of the police officer who searched his bag, he was asked for proof of ownership of his laptop. He couldn't show one.  That laptop is new, bought last June when he was on training in the US and the receipt was sent online, which can be downloaded in the files. Besides, who would think of carrying a receipt for something ones uses at work everyday? He had shown them his office ID. If they used their common sense, it would have occurred to them that  a laptop was a logical tool for a Computer Engineer just like a gun is for a police officer  instead of arresting him and hauling him to TRS Police Station  at Gorordo   without reading him his rights (as in the TV). On the way, one of them asked him his name, where he was going, etc. When they later found out that he was Bimbo's son, one of them said "ato nalang ni husayon".
 Some points: What if they did not know that he was Bimbo's son; would they have allowed him to go home? Or would he have stayed in one of those dungeon-like rooms like his cousin weeks ago?   I feel sad because when names and relations matter in the application of the law ... this means rule of law is not the rule, it is whom you know.   
I have always tried to teach my kids to face life by themselves, to be vigilant on their rights like asking the name of the people in the offices they deal with, including the police.  And now, this capacity to take care of oneself is defined as arrogance.  
At Lihok Pilipina we see the effect on adults of trauma experienced in childhood. I just hope this incident does not create trauma in my son... to make him stop bringing his girlfriend to her workplace before he comes home... or worse... losing trust in the enforcers.   I heard that one of the boys who were jailed with his cousin for "arrogance" because they have insisted on knowing  what their violation was, now fears to go home by himself and calls home after his 9 p.m. class.
We each have our part to do in this world ... I just hope the enforcers of the law can be more sensitive and transparent with their own protocols.  You want trust, show trustworthiness. One can't trust someone who hides his identity in the performance of  a public duty. UNLESS, enforcers think they are as powerful as the Dark Lord Voldemort in Harry Potter story, "the one who can't be named". 
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Tessie Banaynal Fernandez
Lihok Pilipina


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Privileged and Confidential

Sunday, July 15, 2007

13 days part 2

So sad, so embedding from email does not work.
I wonder if attached images do.

anyway... what has happened so far?
 
lemme see...
 
went to CDO last weekend, Ate Ker's wedding, and river rafting!
both fun in their own right.
Bonga ang kasal ni ate ker oi.
Pila kaha ang gasto adto ba...
make's me wonder if kaya ba nako ingon ana nga wedding...
medyo mahal cya, but it would be a nice gift to cha and our families when the time comes.
dapat na lagi gyud mag save oi. nindot unta if maka save for both house and wedding at the same time,
pero mura ug layo ra man na oist.
nag ka lisod man gani ug apas sa bayad sa credit card. tsk tsk tsk.
saun na lang.
pero anyway... have to straighten that out soon.
 
anyway, after that was river rafting, wasn't too expensive, comparatively.
ni gasto na man gyud ug almost 2K per person para mu adto didto, plus expenses,
sayang if dili na lang lubuson mu puno ug 700 para whitewater rafting, dba?
gisugdan na man gyud!
and it was worth it!
sayang lang ala kaayo pics, ngano ala gadala ug cam, hadlukan man maguba, mao na!
tsk tsk tsk. the opportunities we miss when we walk the straight and narrow roads.
but no use crying over the past, and the things we can't change.
it was great, no matter how you put it,
and bonding moments pud with the family and chacha.
hopefully madayon mi this christmas.
hehehe...
 
now on with the bad stuff!
so work goes on...
nag kadaghan ako work, saon, hinay man kaayo mu trabaho.
tapulan man gud, then daghan distractions
adding to the fact, that I just don't understand most of what I'm doing.
and I can't decide which ones to prioritize.
It's like I'm caught in an undercurrent and I'm being thrown about in the water
I'm drowning here, and either somebody saves me, or I die on this mirth,
but I don't see the former anywhere close, and I really do not wish to die.
I think I'm gonna have to swim harder,
but sadly, tapulan. I really need to work harder na gyud.
now if the stupid guy that's me would just keep in line,
perhaps I could come out alive...
perhaps...
 
despite that, the lights still do shine...
adto mi ila mommy rose gahapon, and it was fun...
a breif glimpse of what was in Lex, but still not the same.
and sadly, it will never be.
I'm thankful that for the brief time I had with them in Lex,
it couldn't have been more than a mere 2 months,
little more than a month, in fact,
but still, what happened was as though I've known them for so long
perhaps it could have been more.
Like knowing Ivy, for example, we were in lexington together for almost 2 months,
but I never knew her til yesterday.
weird? To a normal person, yes.
for me, sadly, no!
The shields are still up, as they have always been.
would I have had a far better time were they not there?
most probably.
o the opportunities we miss...
but nothing we can do,
but try to keep it from happening in the future.
but still, it was fun...
and hopefully, it will still be, for a long long time.
 
but today, we were supposed to meet with my college friends...
saun, la napud nagkasinabot...
ala man klaro sa emails, so ala gyud na dayon.
sayang.
haven't met them in about 5 months...
tsk tsk tsk. busy na gyud ang mga tawo.
ka sad.
 
la pa gyud ko kasimba ganina.
gi kapoy, ga sakit pa man gud.
tsk tsk tsk...
 
what a mess.
need to clean up.
maybe, i clean up emotionally and personally as I do when I clean up,
few, but thorough.
maybe, and if so, hopefully soon.

13 days...

So what has happened the past 13 days?
Sa katapulan na lang gyud mu blog noh??
13 days?
pero what is? alangan man ug pugson, dba???

Monday, July 02, 2007

Happy Birthday

Happy birthday to my one and only baby girl!

Another birthday spent with me.
Ala pa ka nabuang sige kuyug nako baby?
Hehehehe....

I love you so much.
Mwah!!!