Remorse

THE day the front page carried the story of Claudio Teehankee Jr.’s release was the day I heard about Maureen Hultman, heard about her from an incredulous friend who was astounded by the fact I did not know the story. I was 6 years old when Maureen Hultman was shot along Mahogany St. in Dasmariñas Village. I’ve been along that street once, I must have been 18, 19, and it was long past midnight and I was holding a boy’s hand. I imagine Hultman felt safe too that July night in 1991.
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Oct 12, 2008 under General | no comment

Mad justice

Edith Sitwell once said that the public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth. Maybe, this is true in a land where truth fluctuates along with the dollar rate. On the rare occasion that someone stumbles on the truth, people kick it to a corner, pick up their spilled umbrellas and rush off to the MRT.

But in a country with very few truths, at least it’s easy to enumerate what’s left. Traffic is terrible. The government is generally corrupt. Chickenjoy will always trump the McChicken meal. And the justice secretary is a moron and a madman, not a few suspect.
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Apr 29, 2007 under General | no comment