Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Happy to be a Cop, despite...

The father’s day special article of Philippine Daily Inquirer written by Patricia Evangelista entitled “Girl survives massacre but finds a father and a name” is special in two counts: It caught my eye literally—it made me cry—because 1) It was a moving story of a girl snatched from hell, and 2) The hero guy happened to be a policeman. But making it most special is the fact that the article was written by Patricia Evangelista, a writer who is not really known to be a fan of the police. And the way she wrote the article showed her bias.

Ezzeah’s story is undoubtedly extraordinary. However, as a Father’s Day article, it was written more like a “Baby’s Day Special.” Yes, the policeman hero, PO3 Edgardo Figuracion, was mentioned and so were his superiors, Chief Supt. Angelo Sunglao and PNP Director General Jesus Verzosa. All were fathers who made this miracle possible, yet the latter two’s participation merited only a single line. The likes of PO3 Edgardo Figuracion, Sunglao, and Versoza in the PNP far outnumbers the scums that always land in the front pages. But that is Evangelista’s way.

From my pulis viewpoint, the most significant contrast in the story are the two fathers of Ezzeah: her biological and her adopted fathers. The former is a tricycle driver, the latter is the perceived mortal enemy of tricycle drivers: a cop. If their encounter is in another venue or forum, most probably, the cop would be the much reviled and maligned character and the tricycle driver the “kawawang maliit na tao na inapi ng may kapangyarihan.” If there is one thing that I would really like to highlight here, it is the irresponsibility of the tricycle driver. In most probability, his attitude towards his daughter is reflective of the typical tricycle driver's attitude about driving in the streets : “Bahala na kayo dyan, basta ako kumita lang.” This is the very same attitude that led him to make three children even if it appeared that he cannot support them properly. The death of his wife and his 4-year old son would have resulted in him having two less mouths to feed. But he chose to run away from the responsibility, much like the way tricycle drivers run away from accident scenes whenever they can. And don’t tell me they don’t—I had been a victim of these scums.

The story of the tricycle is a reflection of the environment in which it operates in. While it is true that tricycles are necessary in some cases, most of the time, it operates at routes that can be considered “walking distance.” It simply feeds that “indolence of the Filipinos” that even a distance that would have merited a short walk becomes a tricycle route. But that is beside the point.

The way Evangelista wrote the article brought forth to mind another joke that goes this way: One day, a woman was praying inside a church. She was praying loudly, “Dyos ko, bigyan nyo po ako ng P100 na pambili ng gamot ng anak ko.” The cop who was seated beside her took pity on her. But when the cop pulled out his wallet, he found out that he only have P50. Nevertheless, he took it out and gave to the woman his last money. And so the woman prayed again, “Dyos ko salamat po at dininig nyo ang aking panalangin. Pero sana sa susunod wag nyo na idaan sa pulis kasi kalahati lang ang natanggap ko!”

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