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A Nation Crying Out For Justice

There is a new Philippine president. Noynoy Aquino has stepped into the challenging role as “hope of the nation” and has selected his Cabinet that promises a corruption-free Philippines. It is particularly outstanding because of the presence of designated Department of Justice Secretary Leila de Lima, the former Human Rights Commissioner who bravely sought to uncover the bloody hands behind countless assassinations and murders of social activists, human rights workers and leaders of civil society. She had the courage to challenge the police and military that was blocking the Commission’s investigators who were finally stymied by the judge who would not issue a search warrant for the Commission’s investigators to search a killing field in Davao where body parts were uncovered, some of them of women and children.  With this promising start in the new administration of President Aquino, there is optimism that the protection of the most vulnerable in society will take priority and there will be an end to death squads, assassinations, and the rampant violation of human rights by those supposed to protect the citizens from such evils and injustices but are frequently the perpetrators themselves. Considering the impunity enjoyed by assassins and death squads around the country under the Arroyo administration, the government of President Noynoy Aquino has to question the training methods and strategies taught to Philippine troops and police by the US International Military Education & Training (IMET). Hundreds of police and military personnel are trained annually here and abroad and that training appears to inculcate excessive aggression, brutality and combative killing methods deployed with “extreme prejudice” against social activists, even priests and dissidents arbitrarily branded as “enemies of state.” The role of the police and military as protectors and enforcers of the rule of law for victims and law-abiding citizens seems to be lost. Respect for human rights apparently is not on the training agenda and this is what needs to be changed.  Secretary Leila de Lima has the most challenging of tasks. She has made her priorities clear by her past words backed by action and resolve. First of all, is the desire to promote those just and honest, intelligent prosecutors that love the rule of law and are people of integrity. These are the prosecutors that are dedicated to the protection of abused women and children, victims of human rights violations and heinous crimes and have compassion for the children in conflict with the law. Secretary of Justice de Lima will clean out the corrupt and incompetent prosecutors, the protectors of child rapists and who take the stuffed envelops and dismisses the complaints despite the most overwhelming of evidence. It is only with her planned overhaul of the Department that she will be able to dispel the cynicism and lack of trust of the people in the Department of Justice lost during the past decade. There are good people in the DOJ that must be given a chance to do good and not be overruled by the corrupt officials on the

We Are Made Of One Soul Only. Only One

A very good friend, of my young ages from the time of the Lycée Français, had an operation last week. When I visited her, I could not avoid the tears for the deep feelings of love and compassion for her in her suffering. I had come from the Jamat Khana; it was Friday and I really felt like praying. Among those remembered, Teresinha’s health was part of the humble request to God’s infinite mercy and generosity. I normally take the tasbih (the rosary for remembering the most beautiful names of God). She is Catholic, however, after all the years of shared experiences – some happier than others. I asked her to hold on to my tasbih. She tightened it in her cold hand. While I was leaving the room, I asked God one more time, that her suffering was lessened. Yes, because life is pain, and pain is part of living; the only thing we can ask for from Allah is that it is lessened, minimized.  She rang the next day. I had meetings and was late. She anxiously wanted me to see how well she looked and most importantly that the “thing” I had put in her hand made her feel at peace and more at ease with the experience. I gave it to her and said that she could use it to remember God’s most beautiful names. After all, Muslims have only 99 and, according to scholars, there are 999 names, spread across the Holy Scriptures; the last one is only known to God Himself. Thence, she had plenty to choose from. However, she wanted to learn what I say and how I say. Once more, we shared the unity of love and friendship which are above differences of religion, but close to our humanness, as women, as mothers, as spouses, as individuals who have similar kinds of fears, joys, and anxieties. Last night, my 6-year-old son expressed his before-sleep-concern: his best schoolmate wished he was Catholic, rather than Muslim; that way they could be more similar, closer in friendship. Because, he said: “Jesus is God; not Allah.” He did not know what to do; they love each other so dearly. I could only remember a couple of Quranic verses: “Had God wished, He would have made us one community; instead, he wanted us to exceed ourselves and among each other, according to our interpretations of the faith, in good deeds towards our societies and the world” (the word is taqwa, which by the way, comes some 200 times in the Holy Qur’an). Then, God also says in the Qur’an: “I have made You out of ONE SOUL ONLY, and from there, a multitude of peoples and societies, so that, in your differences, you could know each other.” A little later, my son was already profoundly asleep in the couch, next to us. I do not know what his dreams were; inshallah, they had something to do with the beauty of our common humanity, and especially because we

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We are Made of One Soul Only. Only One

A very good friend, of my young ages from the time of the Lycée Français, had an operation last week. When I visited her, I could not avoid the tears for the deep feelings of love and compassion for her in her suffering. I had come from the Jamat Khana; it was Friday and I really felt like praying. Among those remembered, Teresinha’s health was part of the humble request to God’s infinite mercy and generosity. I normally take the tasbih (the rosary for remembering the most beautiful names of God). She is Catholic, however, after all the years of shared experiences – some happier than others. I asked her to hold on to my tasbih. She tightened it in her cold hand. While I was leaving the room, I asked God one more time, that her suffering was lessened. Yes, because life is pain, and pain is part of living; the only thing we can ask for from Allah is that it is lessened, minimized.

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No Easy Way to Save the Children

It is no easy task to rescue child victims of trafficking for commercial sexual exploitation in the Philippines. The authorities deny it even it exists. “The problem has been solved,” they say, “it does not exist now.” Journalists and human rights workers are not welcome in the office of mayors that host sex industries in their communities in case they find the evidence of child trafficking that they try so hard to hide. My experience and the evidence gathered on video and sound proves beyond doubt that children as young as 14 can be purchased by private arrangement. Sex clubs proudly advertise their Mayor’s permit and license to operate. The girls are guaranteed to be clean of sexually-transmitted diseases. The club operator, a woman, proudly told me that government-paid health workers come to the clubs to do the tests to be sure the girls do not infect the customers.

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A Toothless Accord

The Bali Road Map that was expected to deliver a fair, ambitious and binding (FAB) agreement at Copenhagen ended on December 19, 2009, with a mere Accord, which accepts that the average global temperature must not be allowed to rise above 2 degrees Celsius. Many of the 40,000 people who gathered in Copenhagen, and countless millions around the world, had hoped for what was being called a FAB deal. Billboards around the Bella Centre, where the Conference of the Parties (COP15) was held, linked Copenhagen with Hopenhagen. What was achieved holds out little hope as the big boys: the U.S., China, India and Brazil had cobbled together an Accord with none of the FAB elements.

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Death Squads and Democracy

Why would Philippine judges hamper a human rights investigation into a killing field where many human remains are found in Davao, victims allegedly of the infamous death squad? Why would the members of the Commission on Human Rights be charged themselves? Human Rights Watch says local authorities are obstructing the course of justice and investigation into almost a thousand assassinations in the past decade. How can this be in an Asian democracy?

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Greed, the Guru of Growth

There were heroes that sacrificed their own lives while saving the weak and helpless during the height of the devastating tropical storm that brought rampaging flood waters cascading through Manila, sweeping all before them. A construction worker, Muelmar Magallanes, 18, leapt again and again into the raging torrent and saved over 30 women and children until he was too exhausted to fight the current as he was saving a baby girl. He was swept away to his death. A judge, Ralph Lee, 49, of Quezon City took his jet ski and later with two rubber boats rescued over 100 people in danger of being drowned by the rising waters. Hundreds of ordinary people took great risks as they carried their neighbors to safety. Thousands spent days and nights on their rooftops terrified as the water kept rising.

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On Becoming a Missionary

When I made the decision to become a missionary, I never thought one day I would be documenting the torture, abuse and inhuman conditions of children in prison with hidden cameras and taking legal action to rescue them and give them a new life free from abuse and the heavy hand of authority. Nor did I expect to be making undercover contact on the streets of an Asian city talking to prostituted women and children and working to help set them free from brothels, traffickers and pimps.

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Trafficking the Enslaved

It was an all too familiar story, similar to that of thousands in Asia and Eastern Europe. Born into poverty, living in a poor village on Negros Island in the Philippines and dreaming of a better life, Jennifer went with a recruiter, and with her parent’s approval, to work as a domestic helper in the capital Manila. But soon, her naive dreams of earning a modest wage for 12 hours a day to help her five brothers and sisters were shattered when her employer and his sons abused and raped her. She was their sexual slave for weeks and they took her out to parties with their friends who also took turns abusing her.

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Saving the Earth

Who could forget or harm a loving mother that has given life to each one of us, that makes the dawn for all of us to see, sustains all creatures and gives us reason to care for others,” these were the words of a wise old man of the Aeta indigenous people of the Philippines talking about Mother Earth.

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