From a mother’s perspective

Silhouette of Father with Sons

One of the trending topics in the Philippines and popular among Filipinos around the world is #JusticeForKian.  Kian is the 17-year-old student killed by the police during the “one time, big time” operation against illegal drugs in the Philippines.  Still a part of President Rodrigo Duterte’s war on drugs.  What makes Kian stand out though, among the more than 80 people killed in just four days, is the fact that the police sang their usual tune of “nanlaban” while the footage from the barangay CCTV told a different story.

An additional flavor to the story is about the OFW mother who works as a domestic helper in the Middle East. Now in the Philippines to mourn for her son, she demands justice. Of course. And whether she gets it is another story.

As a mother myself, I feel the pain. No parent wants to bury her own son. And the pain that dreams have been snuffed out because of his untimely death. In a situation like this, you ask yourself so many questions, most of them without answers.

Deaths from the Philippines’ Was on Drugs ran into the thousands since it began one year back.  Death toll continues to rise because of the intention to rid the country of illegal drugs. To save the present and the future generation. The intention is highly commendable, of course, but an end of the war in six months as promised, is far from the truth. And the President’s hatred towards drugs is still very evident – in the way he talks and he acts. I support the president’s campaign against illegal drugs but I can never support his questionable ways of doing it.

Almost simultaneous to the death of Kian is the senate hearing  on the arrival of the six billion worth of illegal drugs  from China.  Prominent names surfaced during the hearings, among them, were the President’s sons, Pulong and Baste.  On the side of the President’s family and friends in government, the story is mere heresay. Tsismis. They demand proof beyond reasonable doubt that either of the sons is involved.

If Pulong and Baste were my sons, I will do what any mother would, PROTECT them. And I will call my husband, their father, to do the same.

What  we currently see and observe are what they, as parents, are doing to protect their sons.  I will do it differently, of course, because, my sons will never become presidential sons, and their parents will never be as rich and powerful as the Dutertes.

Change has come? Maybe yes, maybe no. But I think we are just a part of the execution of a grand plan to protect the sons from all the mess that they are into.

Simply put, I want to tell stories. I want to show you pictures from places I've been to. I want to show you the world from the eyes of a daughter, a sister, a friend, a wife, a mother, a grandmother. From the eyes of a neighbor, a colleague, an OFW.

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