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17 April 2009

Questions

A fellow blogger Lungga ni Dakuykoy wrote that we are a Mad World. He was wondering why the supposed-suicide of Ted Failon's wife has become a national issue. 

I am confused too. I mean, the TV and papers AND mostly the police all focused on her death and some questionable actions done by Failon, the in-laws and the househelp of the family. 

Is her death, may she rest in peace, a breach of national security?

Is this part of a publicity, be that of Failon and the PNP?

How important to the police are the Failons?

Makoy wrote and I am quoting him- Pero pamilya nila yon, kaya nakapagtataka lang ang OA na panghihimasok ng pulisya knowing na mas malaking krimen ang ginagawa halimbawa ng mga alagad ni Jovito Palparan. Sa dinami-dami ng mga kasong desaparecidos ilan ba rito ang pinagbuhusan ng atensyon netong kapulisyahan? Sarap pagbabatukan. Buti na lang wala akong kamag-anak na pulis.

Bakit nga ba?

UPDATE/April 18, 2009:

Just this morning I read an Editorial (Suicide) from the Opinion Page of the INQUIRER.net and rightly asked the same question (and more) to the Failon case. I am quoting it in toto so you can see what has happened to the police force of the Philippines.

AFTER watching the way the police have been handling the investigation of the death of Trinidad Arteche Etong, ABS-CBN news anchor Ted Failon’s wife, Filipinos have reason to be afraid -- very afraid -- of their so-called protectors.

From the time the Quezon City police began working on the case, it was clear they wanted to pin down Failon in a murder charge.

With little to go on but a fertile imagination, Superintendent Frank Mabanag, chief of the Quezon City Police District’s Criminal Investigation and Detection Unit, theorized that Etong could have been killed in their Pajero and brought up to the bathroom where Failon claimed to have found her lying in a pool of blood.

Right in his own house, Failon was made to undergo a paraffin test as police investigators gleefully posed behind him for souvenir photos.

Even as Etong was undergoing emergency treatment for a bullet wound to her head, the police “invited” Failon to submit to an investigation that would drag through the night up to the early hours of morning.

Eight hours later, the investigators finally let him go.

But soon after that, Mabanag announced that a “manhunt” had been launched for the broadcaster who, it turned out, had just gone back to the hospital to be with his wife.

When the paraffin test yielded a negative result, a gentler and more humane police force would have taken it as a cue to ease up a bit and give Failon, his kin and his household some space to rest and maybe try to come to terms with the tragedy.

But no, the frustrating outcome seemed only to have roused the Quezon City police to intensify their persecution of everyone closely or remotely involved in the case.

In a series of operations, policemen arrested first, Failon’s two maids, his driver and a utility man, and later, two of his in-laws.

Especially brutal was the arrest of Failon’s sister-in-law, Pamela Trinchera, who was dragged protesting and screaming out of the hospital where her sister was being treated.

The police recommended that all, except Failon’s brother-in-law, be charged with obstruction of justice, an offense the police were hard put to define.

The four house help stand accused of tampering with evidence because they cleaned up the bathroom where Etong was reportedly found and the car in which Etong was brought to the hospital.
All claimed they did it on their own (to spare Failon’s younger daughter the trauma of seeing her mother’s blood, according to the maids) and without any intention of hiding a crime.

It seems not to have occurred to the investigators that if indeed Etong died by her own hand -- a possibility they say they have not ruled out -- then no crime was committed, in which case they will have to explain what kind of evidence was tampered with -- evidence of a non-crime, perhaps?

The case against Trinchera (which the prosecutor mercifully dismissed) was even curiouser.

The police wanted her charged for blocking a procedure that the policemen themselves described as inconclusive.

That was what they said when the paraffin test on Failon yielded a negative result.

Why did they insist on doing a test that has been discredited (according to one forensic expert) on a woman who was fighting for her life?

It is not for us to say whether Etong’s death was suicide or murder.

What we can say is that what the Quezon City police have done is an overkill.

Chief Superintendent Roberto Rosales, the National Capital Region police chief, says the investigation is being conducted carefully and by the book.

But as crime investigations go, this one has been going at lightning speed for a police force that remains clueless about assassinations of two Cabinet undersecretaries, not to mention the murders of scores of journalists and activists.

It is clear that the investigators are rushing to implicate anyone and everyone on anything, and especially Failon if they can.

And the reason is obvious: Failon has been a thorn in the side of the Quezon City police, with his biting radio commentaries on the rubout of suspected car thieves on EDSA a couple of months ago and the recent upsurge of carjacking cases in the city.

This is sweet revenge for some city police officers, and they don’t care who gets hurt.

Neither do they care if the whole nation watches as they wage their vendetta in the glare of television cameras.

Their message to the media and the public is unmistakable: Don’t mess with us or else...

Perhaps it is time Filipinos began to ask whether they should continue to support with their taxes an organization that is going berserk.

Continuing to do so is beginning to look like suicide.



Photo from dzmm.com.ph

12 January 2009

All men are the same

A man was leaving a cafe with his morning coffee when he noticed a most unusual funeral procession. A funeral coffin was followed by a second one about 50 feet behind the first. Behind the second coffin was a solitary man walking with a black dog.

Behind him was a queue of 200 men walking in single line. The man couldn't stand his curiosity.

He approached the man walking with the dog, "I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this with so many of you walking in single line. Whose funeral is it?"

The man replied, "Well, that first coffin is for my wife." 

"What happened to her? " 

The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her." 

He inquired further, "Well, who is in the second coffin?" 

The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog attacked and killed her also. " 

A thoughtful moment of silence passes between the two men. Then the first one asks in excitement "Can I borrow the dog?" 
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The man replied "Join the queue."

(from an email)

11 December 2007

The Under-de-Saya-Undersecretary of Tourism: A Case of Powertripping

A security officer at the Parklane International Hotel in Escario went home furious.

He was reprimanded by an Undersecretary of the Department of Tourism, or to be specific, the wife of the undersecretary.

He was directing the traffic at the hotel entrance since Matt Monroe Jr., who is capitalizing his father’s name, was having a concert at the hotel. Who was that again? Matt Monroe JR? I know there was a singer with a name Matt Monroe. Anyways, that was not the issue.

My friend, the security officer, was directing traffic at the hotel entrance when this car stopped right in the middle of the lane. Being an officer assigned to direct the flow of traffic, he signaled the driver to go to the designated drop off area. Since the driver was not responding, the officer knocked on the window of the car only to be greeted by a snarling wife of a tiger. No, a wife of an UNDERsecretary of Tourism. With emphasis of course on the position of her undersecretary of a husband. Which the UNDER-de-saya-undersecretary confirmed. It was like, Hey do you know me? I am an Underscretary and you are a lowlife, how dare you stop me? Ehmm, how dare you stop my wife's whims?

The driver, being THE driver of the UNDERsecretary, asked the “offending” officer if he knew the person he was dealing with. At that moment he (the officer) knew.

Being in a hospitality establishment, the officer asked for apology of course. And looked on the other way despite the traffic buildup.

Maybe the wife of the UNDERsecretary was just too eager to see the concert? Or maybe she has no power at all so she took the smaller employee at a snarling point so she may be that powerful?

But excuse me, since when does an offending traffic violator, highlighting his position as a government employee in the Department of Tourism, be absolved?

Sad story.

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