There was a time in our forgettable past that was spent by the body politics in search of reds, pinkos and commies everywhere. The paranoids thought they were in all imaginable places of habitation: under their beds, in their closets, on their rooftops and kitchen sinks. And their mission in life was to subvert the democratic order. The House of Representatives even had a silly ad hoc body, with the grand name of Committee on Anti-Filipino Activities.

The hunt for reds reached such ferocity that it became, to borrow from Mencken, the “national sport.” Nothing came out of that witch hunt as the real reds were in the cities and the mountains unafraid to fight for their cause.

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