It is still about my love for my country, still about my loyalty to the Philippine flag. I just have to open my eyes, that from where I am, I can’t fight the tide. “Don’t cross the river if you can’t swim the tide.” I remember this line from the song by America. It may not be in the same context but yes, why cross the river if you can’t swim? If you insist, then you will be courting trouble.
Anyway, that’s how I describe the current events in the Philippines. First, I told myself, yes, we should not keep silent lest the negative things that’s happening in the country will continue. And then there was the fear for my family back home, how I can protect them and how can they protect themselves – they are young and they may not even understand fully what’s happening around them. And then there’s life’s principles based on the very teachings that my parents and the Church taught me.
One year on from the first day that PRRD stepped into office, I have to adjust my sail. Not keeping silent still but with a noise that can be heard only by my family. For now.
The noise that will tell them that IT IS STILL NOT OK to swear, to lie, to kill. The noise that will tell them that IT IS STILL NOT OK to make jokes about rape, about women, about infidelity. The noise that will tell them that IT IS STILL NOT OK to take the life of fellow human beings just because you think that they are a menace to society. The noise that will tell them that IT IS STILL NOT OK to turn a cold shoulder to those who have been orphaned, widowed, parents who have lost a son, a daughter, grand kids because a family member fell victim to the war on drugs.
The noise that will tell them that IT IS STILL NOT OK to simply shrug off our shoulders and say the collateral damage cannot be avoided in the efforts to rid the country of illegal drugs. The noise that will tell them that IT IS STILL NOT OK to talk like garbage in private and in public.
The noise that will tell them IT IS OK to remain decent and stand up to your Christian beliefs and principles. The noise that will tell them IT IS OK to be a deviant amidst the very loud applause for a foul-mouth of a leader. The noise that will tell them that IT IS OK to stand up for what you think is right based on the values that we were taught while growing up. The noise that will tell them, that even in the silence of our home, we don’t condone the garbage talk, the killings, the alternative truths, the disregard of all that is decent, and the promotion of infidelity even in the halls of government. In the silence of our home, love and respect should still be practiced and promoted even with non-members of the family. In the silence of the home, the church, in all it’s frailties, should still be respected and prayed for, as we pray for each other as God’s children.
At the end of the day, it is between you and your God. You will be held accountable for your deeds and you won’t definitely be spared just because you swam with the tide. You will eventually be called upon to clean the blood on your hands when you got them by applauding the inhumane actions of a leadership where you justified to be an authority appointed by God.
At the end of the day, in keeping silent, we can still stand up for our family by making the noise that only they can hear. Because for now, this noise can only reverberate within the walls of our loving home.
I am not losing hope though, that through it all, there is always sunshine after the rain.