Thursday, May 3, 2018

Rody and the Reds: Taking Peace For A Ride

BIMBO CABIDOG

Even before Rody Duterte assumed office as 16th president of the country, the peace talk with the reds was already in the cards.
The question was: how will the challenge of this band of driven men and women, who were not beholden to law or society and would stop at nothing but the overthrow of the existing government, fall into place in a Duterte dispensation?
It seemed at the beginning that Duterte, an outspoken Marcos fan with also strongman tendencies, had the reds tucked in his pockets. The Davao warlord has caught the latter off-guard by feigning affiliation with the left and claiming to espouse socialist tenets.
So at first, romance blossomed between Duterte who smelled like perfume fresh from winning the elections, and the old enemy of the ruling classes he personified. The enemy was still waging an over-protracted warfare to change the social order.
The Communist Party of the Philippines through its military wing, the New People’s Army, has been conducting the armed struggle for nearly half a century. In a new twist, college professor Jose Maria Sison, founder and former chairman of the CPP, went for Duterte.
Sison, also known as Joma, has assigned himself the role of adviser and chief consultant of the National Democratic Front in the peace negotiations with the government. He is an iconic figure of the left who still commands influence among revolutionary forces in the country.  
A wily politico, Duterte strove to titillate Sison’s ego with his allusion to the superiority of the virtual CPP head up to the present. He blurted out that Joma was an idol of his, and capped the massage with the impression of also heeding the words of his erstwhile mentor in college.
Despite the glaring example of Davao, the left did not see through or preferred to look away from Duterte’s fascist bent. The open and underground groups that toed the CPP’s political line propped him glossing over his unequivocal pronouncements of carrying on a bloody regime.
Why did the self-claimed vanguard of revolution that prides in being guided by the concrete analysis of concrete conditions fall for the fakery of a certified despot?
During the electoral campaign, Digong aired a conversation with Joma in a live video call patch through Skype. It was a propaganda coup that sealed two things. One was his image as a grassroots leader, who sides with the oppressed and shares a lot of things with those fighting for them, like the militant left.
Second was his portrait as a non-traditional politician, credible even to the hardline critics of the status quo, who can be a great unifier as he is in contact with the top honchos of the movement that is waging the country’s long-running insurgency.
The public relations packaging gained for Digong a place of respect and tacit admiration from the hardest (or impossible) to please progressive elements who have persistently opposed the traditional political system as the bastion of elite rule and betrayal of the people.
Another dramatic scene to gain traction with the public was of the warlord mayor sleeping inside a mosquito net. No one cared to ask how a paparazzi managed to slip inside his house and enter so private a sanctum as his room, to take a photo while he curls up in a poor man’s doze.
The kulambo pictorial and Digong’s much talked-about contacts with the reds sent the message of a leader having a heart for the downtrodden. They easily convinced voters that he was the man to put the country to real change
For the usually skeptical left, he may just be the man whose popular appeal is something to ride on or use to utmost advantage. The naïve ones simply rooted for his slogan “change is coming,” not because they believed in it, but because they believed in him.
Manifesting unorthodox political methods and a hard-core radical brand, Duterte impressed as a devil-may-care hero with the iron will to strike at the oligarchs, corrupt bureaucrats, shenanigans in public office and powerful crime lords.
Yet, the mayor who supposedly raised Davao into a modern urban center shows to live simply. And he is simple enough to cut corners to get results. He talks directly with the rebels. His ballyhooed trysts with personalities of the extreme left are one for the charts. He was hands-down credible and believable.
The association of Joma’s circle with Duterte’s presidential challenge helped in swaying a large segment of the electorate to bank on the Davao warlord for peace and development. This would be one of the most telling spins that clinched the 2016 vote for him.
To the conspiratorial forces that bear arms against the state, Duterte for his mass appeal was harder to buck than to back. Sooner rather than later, they just have to advance the prospect of settling for peace.
After all, he converses with Joma, honored the death of a New People’s Army commander considered a pal, joined the kilometric funeral procession for the rebel even as it waved subversive clichés right at the heart of his city, and sorties alone to guerilla bases entrusting his life in the hands of red fighters.
The well-known colorful episodes in the narrative of Digong’s engagement with the reds would catch even hardliners tear up in pride and sense of fulfillment. That he immediately wheeled into operation the peace initiative with the CPP-NPA-NDF seemed to have vindicated support for his presidency.
For advance, he appointed known national democrats to the Cabinet: Judy Taguiwalo – Secretary of the Department of Social Welfare and Development (DSWD), Rafael Mariano – Secretary of the Department of Agrarian Reform (DAR), Lisa Masa – National Anti-Poverty Commission (NAPC), and Terry Ridon – Philippine Commission on the Urban Poor (PCUP).
They were joined by closet progressives Silvestre Bello to the Department of Labor and Employment (DOLE) and Gina Lopez to the Department of Environment and Natural Resources (DENR). The latter were viewed to nurse leftist precepts.
On the initiative of each, the government and CPP-NPA enunciated ceasefires. The former also worked out the release of prized rebel captives, like Benito and Wilma Tiamson, to get them to participate in the negotiations. Several political prisoners walked out of detention with new roles as peace consultants.
Duterte has at a critical juncture of the country’s political transitions succeeded in hoodwinking avowed nationalists and democrats to trust in his patriotic and pro-people posturing. But more than a year later, the progressive headways including the appointments of reds to the government would be reversed.
Above all, the olive branch would prove a con. How easily Digong shifted to derogating the reds and batting for their annihilation later. Have Joma and his comrades been had by the Davao warlord?
In the wake of all the initial confidence building, the open ND formations took to the streets not to denounce the evils of rule or hurl accusations at government anymore, but to unfold streamers in support of just and lasting peace. As armed hostilities in the battle fronts ceased, verbal hostilities in the parliament-of-the-streets also quieted.  
Very soon, the panels representing the belligerent parties of the National Democratic Front of the Philippines or the NDFP, and the Government of the Republic of the Philippines or the GRP faced each other across the table. No few were moved by the stirring breakthrough.
Was peace finally at hand, notwithstanding the long and arduous process that the negotiations for it will yet take? The succeeding period would answer no.
Accusations, taunting and provocations by elements of the Armed Forces of the Philippines and the NPA bedeviled the talks. The members of both panels have barely warmed their seats when old animosities broke out again into open warfare. Shooting encounters shattered the fragile ceasefires.
As clashes escalated taking increased casualties on the government side, the old fascistic warlord could not hold any longer his legendary temper. He ranted, cursed and shouted all-out war.
A while ago, Digong and Joma posed like lovey doves. Now they lunged and hurled at each other. The brittle honeymoon between the two (it was from the start anyway) ended in a verbal mix-up matching the resumption of armed hostilities with a fiery exchange of ad hominens.
Before long, Duterte, visibly piqued, halted negotiations. The dialogues convened twice and split twice in a span of one year. In both instances, the talks proper did not bog down, the guns just sputtered. Digong would shelve the process and vow to finish the insurgents for all time.
From how the mutually declared unilateral ceasefires easily turned into mutual hostilities, it came out that both parties were not really serious about the goal of peace. They seemed more engrossed with playing games for selfish political gain.
The shrift by both parties to the tactic of vying for propaganda edge through brinkmanship in the negotiation rendered the peace endeavor meaningless. They were not after sharing the ultimate end of silencing the guns. They were pulling at each for one or the other to follow.
For the left, it may just be the one last chance to beat out of a fruitless war without swallowing pride or losing relevance. For Duterte, it may yet hide the fact that he is just a trying-hard third-rate Marcos copycat with populist pretensions.
The final question is: should peace for 105 million Filipinos be merely up to them who seem not to be in the position to give it solid chance?

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Access This Domain Beyond Cyberspace and Time



BIMBO CABIDOG
Until the late 70s, technology as it is today defied common imagination. It wasn’t even sci-fi stuff. The latest futuristic movies then did not show the kind of supermachine artificial intelligence has become connecting billions of electronic terminals throughout the globe, a universe of its own.
Decades later, the technology would already create a new world reality across national boundaries. It has evolved, and keeps on evolving, the gnome of nearly everything in human affairs: arts, scientific research, government, business, industry, finance and markets.
If the power and mind-boggling magnitude of web-based data systems could not be imagined early in the fourth quarter of the last century, at present, the world is hard to imagine without them.
In the crossover to the new millennium, programs on the worldwide web already determine almost everything that people do. Societies would so depend on them that there was an instance when a foreseen digital glitz owing to the numerals 1900 and 2000 triggered fears about the end of days.
Contemporary mankind may no longer be able to live without computers. Human existence has become interminably tied to them that every mark of it on the planet bears their trace.
Aiding the AI revolution was the leap in communications capacity that transmits huge amounts of data over immense distances around the world. The development would be made possible by fiber optics and the broad band. It paved the way for the internet.
Through an age, the cablegram was the mode of getting messages to far-flung regions faster than the mail service. Then the telephone, later followed by the radio transceiver that hinged on aerials brought the world closer. Still, the wireless wonders were limited in volume and speed of transmission.
Then aeronautics reached beyond the stratosphere. It made possible the installation of orbiting space satellites that beam to the four corners of Earth. This really surpassed previous limits.
The technological breakthrough ushered societies into the information age. The novel bridges in space drew powerful wave lengths that enveloped the globe in an electromagnetic weave connecting humans through the keypad thousands of miles apart capable of sending voluminous data in record time.
Connectivity in turn ushered megatrends and social being shaped by knowledge-based economies. The global north and south that formerly seemed worlds apart saw eye to eye through the monitor’s screen. It seemed incredible, but was palpable.
The newfound power appeared at the outset metaphysical and esoteric. But man has deciphered the mystery lodged in as material in essence as the microchip with semiconducting properties. In perfectly explainable terms, the invention fused matter and thought.
Information is non-matter. It does not occupy physical space. Neither has it weight nor mass. It is not pulled by gravity. But it is nonetheless bound with man’s material being. It is a most influential presence in his historical social development.
Such is because information governs decision and thereby shapes outcomes. Though it is a metaphysical configuration, it transforms into a material force with physical impact and effects.
At the turn of the century, technology carved cyberspace which hosted the worldwide web. The event concretized a global brain by which transcontinental information, knowledge, philosophy and reality from the perspective of every culture crystalize in seconds.
The development put in the midst of humanity a superbeing of almost infinite intelligence geared at running every aspect of existence. The prodigious technological capacity communicated in binary digits, byte by byte making change in real time.
The digital codes translating thought through an infinite range of the number 01 stretched out the arch of the mind into a universe of information at man’s fingertips. They brought into concrete reality an intangible essence, the being of spirit that the human brain has pondered for ages.
Towards the first decade of the new millennium, the Internet was whipping up a revolution in all aspects of society. A web of dots connected life in every part of the world. They represented computer memory that programmed human activities through terminals linked by satellite communication.
Messages carried by signals reached distances at the speed of sound. In the terminals, processors translated the bytes back to facts, graphics and meanings. It was in this global system that mankind would be most keenly aware of the overarching intellect.
The worldwide computer connectivity poised to bring man face to face with his spiritual nature. Further steps ahead, he already stands at the threshold of a realm that brook no more limit in the knowing of truth, a fount of self-awareness beyond material realities and paradigms.
Here is the ultimate connectivity liberated from the bounds of space and time. It is a connectivity that finally closes the gap between man and God that has separated him from Him since the dawn of time. In it the binary codes fade and give way to truths churned out by powerful spiritual processors.
The link turns into an implosion of consciousness as God’s omnipotent website is successfully accessed. The site has the domain name of iam.iam. It is a realm in every human being infinitely larger than the known material universe that contains the way, the truth and the life.
To get to iam.iam, no internet server, binary processor, terminal monitor and keypad is needed. The portal of the self is enough, a dot that grows larger and larger up to infinity once clicked and entered.
Communication is not by means of electromagnetic impulses riding on far-reaching cosmic waves. It is by simply saying the word not in the language of the tongue, but in the language of thought.

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