A national leader must have brains in his balls and balls in his brain.
–Speaker Jose B. Laurel, Jr.
Everyone is engaged in the hottest guessing game of the season: Who is going to be the next leader of the country? So-called pundits of mainstream media are trying hard to edge out each other on who can make an accurate answer to the question. Of course, they are talking of elections in May 2016.
But that is a long shot unless one is thinking inside the box. Those thinking outside the box, and they are quite a number, think that the next leader of the country is not coming from the presidential elections. He will come from a bold move of the military or the people based on sections 1 and 3 of Article II of the Constitution. This is my educated guess. Why? Because to assume that presidential elections are the only way by which we can solve our unending problems is an insult to the Filipino intelligence.
The Filipino has been colonized by Spain, Britain, the United States of America and Japan. Even at this moment the colonization continues because we have all become prisoners of the mind. There is continuing internal colonization in this country – by the oligarchy, the power elites and the rich of all kinds. This is the primary reason why Filipinos behave like robots in their own country. They are the walking dead.
What mainstream media tell them, mostly lies of all kinds, they accept them as gospel truth. What politicians tell them, Filipinos accept them as though they are in the nature of things – indisputable elements in the law of life. What so-called scientific survey results of interviews with unknown 1,200 respondents, done by equally unknown persons, are passed off as the accurate reflection of the thinking of 100 Million Filipinos.
Don’t these look stupid? They do but what can you do with people primed to react on the theory of Pavlov’s conditioned reflex? Train a dog to respond to designated ringing of bells when it is offered food and the next time you ring the same bells for the same number of times the dog rush to you even if there is no food. This is what is happening to us as a people. But we are not as dense as the normal stray dog. We are humans who can think about the rationality of things and the need to preserve them or terminate them.
Of course, something can be done by a group of people who can ably challenge the validity and viability of the assumptions of the system. I totally reject the obnoxious concept popularized by corrupt regimes in this country that what goes on in this country is the normal course of things and they cannot be changed.
That assumption is a lot of nonsense. That is the ideology of the unjust, the oppressors and oligarchs who want to perpetuate a system that preserves their interests at the expense of the underprivileged millions of the poor and the deprived.
The system can be demolished. It can be terminated if men and women of noble intentions work together without counting the cost.
It was a senator and attorney general of the United States of America who once said: “It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, these ripples will build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.”
These words did not come from the mouth of a poor or a deprived man. They came from one of the sons of one of the richest families in the United States of America – the Kennedys. He was Roman Catholic. He felt for the poor and the deprived. He fought for them. He broke the hold of the Mafia on American labor. He fired the opening salvos for civil rights for the colored in America. He would have become President of the United States of America handily. But the bullet from Sirhan Sirhan’s gun silenced him but not his ideas for a better America, a better world.
His passion for the poor was infectious and overwhelming. He breathed like Savonarola of Florence with celestial fire. He is the type of a leader whom our country needs. There must be one Bobby Kennedy for every million of Filipinos. He is my type of a hero in our time.
It is the Bobby Kennedy kind who can demolish the system and bring the Filipinos to the long lost Promised Land. Thus, a Constitutional Transition Government! Whoever can orchestrate it will become the savior of this country in this time and at any other time.
As I mentioned earlier in some earlier works, there are only three institutions in our Constitution that can organize a Constitutional Transition Government – the presidency, the military or the people. In a dialogue that I will convene in the next three weeks I will invite known leaders in various sectors or personalities whose resume, even in retirement, justifies their invitation.
The invitation is for a dialogue or conversation to arrive at a consensus in finding solutions to age-old problems beyond elections. It has nothing to do with election; it has something to do with selection of the best and brightest who under the baton of an Arturo Toscanini for the orchestra to play fine music for the people to hear, see and feel.
That is the nature of the invitation. It is not inciting to sedition; it is inciting to conversation – inciting to provocation so the mind can think and the heart can feel for the country and our people. It is not asking too much. It is asking our fellow Filipinos – including politicians, businessmen, professionals, students and oligarchs to be their brothers’ keeper. It is asking them to be human and have some sense of humanity in their being. For in the words of one of the greatest Roman Catholic poets, John Donne, in his Devotion: “No man is an island entire of itself. Everyman is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less just as if a promontory were, just as if a manor of thine own friends were. Everyman’s death diminishes me because I am involved in mankind. So never send to know for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.”
This was part of the dedicatory portion of Ernest Hemingway’s famous novel, For Whom the Bells, the story of an American who fought for freedom and justice in Spain during the Spanish civil war – Robert Jordan. I was a kid in high school when I read the poem and the novel. Until now, in the zenith of my life, the poem and the novel still haunt me. I feel like Robert Jordan fighting for justice and freedom in a strange country because this is not the country of my dreams. The country of my dreams is the country of many tomorrows where generations of Filipinos live under a regime of peace, justice, equality and freedom.