As the crisis worsens in third world countries like the Philippines, health care is apparently not a priority for the government. With the continuing neglect and consistent slash of budget for health among any other social services, this resulted to a ballooning and complex problems of health concerns.
I shared this poem which is written in popular verse and entitled Cry of Mindanao on the occasion of a Solidarity Forum attended by Fil-Ams who have come to Mindanao as delegates of a Solidarity Miossion to find out the situation in communities affected by calamities in recent months.
This and the over-all manifestation of anti-people policies of the government headed by President Noynoy Aquino would inevitably stimulate the creative insight of artists—poets and graphic artists alike—to structure into esthetic shapes their responses to what have unfolded on the ground. And so, this poem
Puppetry and Poverty are 2Ps that insure the futility and failure of President Noynoy’s program of 4Ps. How can he proclaim moral rectitude and vouch for matuwid na daan and emancipate the people from poverty with his nauseous puppetry to American imperialism? Puppetry begets graft and corruption. Poverty begets criminality. Graft and corruption forge partnership with criminality for the flourish of bureaucrat capitalism.
He has reneged on his pledges and his acts have all floundered in utter failure. One would ask Why?
Digging up on old issues of Gimbao (newsletter publication of the defunct DEMS or Development Education Media Services Inc.) I came upon this article by Davao scholar and historian Macario D. Tiu, written 19 years ago. The essay entitled “Culture of Defeat”. strikes me as still throbbing with bloody reality and still very relevant to the present-day crisis in Philippine society. And so I decided to have it reprinted in full here –
I will not tell you about the ordeal we suffered, but I will tell you about how that did not stop me.
Ironically, I must leave what I know as home for what I know as a battlefield: from Mindanao to Manila. Strange, how years before, my paradigm was in a complete reverse, patterned to common myths of vain consequence. And now, my permanent home will not be the mapped streets and affixed buildings of the known city that I head toward, but the roving mountains and seas, unmarked except by restless feet that follow stars and struggles. Soon enough, I shall be called back home.
At this point in our nation’s journey through time as a republic, we are thankful to President Benigno S. Aquino III for having forewarned us about the possibility of an abnormal type of governance to happen in our country. We are thankful because we are promptly reminded by his own pronouncements to be extra alert and be closely on guard lest we be caught flat-footed like what happened in 1972 when then President Ferdie Marcos declared martial rule over the entire Philippine archipelago.
The simple logic is: Since the rich mineral resource lands are ancestral domains of the Lumads, it goes without saying that the Lumads should be removed! By deceit or by death.