Ciano

The small town has gone to bed for the night – it’s half past midnight and except for the husbands struggling to get on their motorcycles to go home as the town’s lone watering hole was closing its doors, the policemen struggling to stay awake on another quiet, uneventful evening, hardly anything else stirred.


A statue of the Sacred Heart, dramatically lit in the churchyard next to it, watched over the scene. We drove past the elementary school along the national highway where she learned how to read and write, we then turned to a narrow street to the house where Ciano lived all of the 93 years of his life, the same route she used to walk as an elementary pupil some three and a half decades ago.


We stopped in front of the “dakkel nga balay,” though it wasn’t really that much bigger than most of the houses on the street. In fact, the house stood rather inconspicuously surrounded by various trees including one with pretty white flowers that seemed to glow in the dark. While for decades it was indeed the biggest house on this street – two floors, a receiving area, kitchen and dinning room at the first floor then another living room on the second and a couple of bedrooms, Ciano never found the need to add to it, except maybe to replace the nipa with G.I. sheets for the roof, concrete flooring for the first floor instead of the old one made from dried, packed, buffed carabao dung – he didn’t need to, the bachelor lived alone for most of the last three decades.


She stood infront of the gate now made of iron instead of bamboo as she did as a small girl, “Taaaaang! I’m home,” she would call from the street, afraid to enter the gate where Ciano’s geese once roamed freely and defended their territory fiercely by chasing after any intruder. Ciano would get up from planting corn, or feeding the chickens and pigs in the back, and fetch her and protect her from the geese. With her Tatang holding her hand, she felt safe.


Once, on a rainy day, Ciano led her to the edge of the house where the water dripped from the edge of the roof, making tiny holes on the ground below. When the rain stopped, together they planted corn along the neat line created by the dripping. Together they tended, watered when there was no rain, and watched the corn plants grow, until they bore fruit later that year.


I watched her stand infront of that gate, unmoving for a moment, with me foolishly expecting her to call out, “Taaaang, I’m home!” This time she opened that gate herself – there were no more geese in the front yard. After a few moments she came back out and together we unloaded all our bags, got back in the car, and drove a few meters down the road to the hospital.


I met Ciano myself about a decade ago when he visited Baguio. Dressed sharply in slacks and a crisp polo shirt, he kept on joking about how he can still “paint the town red,” and how just recently, while at the market, the tinderas teasingly flirted with him. A small man of just about five feet, with a gentle voice so calm it soothes, Tatang Cien, as she called him, spoke flawless English. She remembers his daily ritual of reading before dinner, aloud, which started her own fascination with the written word.


We’re at the hospital, Ciano is lying in bed with his eyes closed, struggling with each breath. Gently she runs her fingers through his hair, and gently speaks into his ear “Tang, it’s me, I’ve come to see you. I’m right here, Tang… I’m home.” Ciano struggles to reply with a moan.


One by one she introduced her children to him, “this is Leon,” placing her son’s hand on his forehead, “and this is Gabriela and my youngest, Aeneas.” Then finally she whispers, “thank you for taking care of me when I was small.”


While I silently thanked the man who helped create wonderful memories for my wife, and helped define the woman I fell in love with forever.

Watch closely

This early, new political alliances are being brokered, old ones are reinforced, and depending on who the media believes deserves airtime and column inches in the coming months, we will either be ushering in a new breed of real public servants next year… or be stuck with the current powers-that-be that have been around since Baguio was given a fresh start following the July, 1990 earthquake.

In exactly one year from today, we will once again be hoping that we, the people, made the right choices and that our real choices will not be robbed of the opportunity to steer Baguio in the right direction.

Today also marks the beginning of the second act of life in Baguio this year. The year began with SM City Baguio’s announcement of its expansion project that threatens to essentially eradicate Luneta Hill from the face of Baguio, along with 182 trees that form part of our city’s last stand against urban decay. This was immediately followed by the biggest protest rally ever held in the city in recent years, and the biggest slap in the face the community ever received with some of our leaders’ defiant, albeit misguided and untrue, stand that they are powerless to help save what’s left of Baguio after years of rapid mindless urbanization.

That issue has quieted down in recent weeks as the case filed against the expansion proponents enters the trial proper. So while the Temporary Environmental Protection Order issued by the court remains that will keep our hopes for Baguio’s survival as a City of Pines alive until the judge hearing the case hands down his verdict, other issues have come out.

The City Government and Protech, the corporation that sold us the 128 million-peso ERS machines and supposed messiah that will finally put an end to our garbage woes, continue to pass the buck around. In the meantime, garbage continued to pile up uncollected along the city’s streets. Corruption reared its ugly face again in the form of inefficient and at times unnecessary public works projects, and the fact that all these projects are being done a year before elections did not escape the attention of the people.

And today, Act Two of the year begins. What can we look forward to? In a couple of weeks we will mark the 22nd anniversary of the tragic earthquake that brought Baguio to its knees. On August 27, it will be a year since lives and property were lost when a mountain of garbage came rushing down from Irisan down to Asin Road. Baguio will then celebrate its charter day on September 1, its 103rd since George Malcolm envisioned a city “unconstrained by petty politics” in 1909. Before the year ends, the judge hearing the case against SM will rule on how much the 182 trees on Luneta Hill matter.

In the second half of the year, we will be looking forward to a court decision while remembering two tragic events in and observing the birth anniversary of a city. Earthquake, garbage slide, a vision for Baguio and a verdict.

Watch closely. 

 

*my column in the July 1, 2012 issue of Cordillera Today

The case of the disappearing hill

We are at the point of no return – in the next few weeks, the court will hear the arguments on whether SM Investments Corporation, a.k.a. SM Prime Holdings, a.k.a. SM Supermalls, or more commonly known to the community as SM City Baguio, should be allowed to do as they please with Luneta Hill – the historic promontory at the top of historic Session Road that served as the birthplace of this historic city.

And before the year ends, his decision will determine the direction that the erstwhile Summer Capital, once the City of Pines, in the past considered as one of the most beautiful hill stations in Asia – Baguio City, will take.

One takes us on a path of sustainability, a future Baguio that values the importance of living in harmony with our natural environment, a community that cares not only for its present but also treasures its past and more importantly, unselfishly considers the kind of home it will pass on to its children.

The other takes us all downhill towards a soul-less concrete jungle, a community that sees nature not as a nurturing mother but as an obstacle to more money, a Baguio where greed and selfishness reign, the final nail on the coffin of the city’s pioneers’ vision of a beautiful city.

On one end of the bar is a battery of high profile lawyers from the Solicitor General’s office and two of the most prominent law offices in the land. They are backed by two of the country’s most powerful influences – the government and an unimaginable amount of money courtesy of the country’s richest man.

On the other end are a handful of people’s lawyers, among the few who are still principled enough to be in the profession not to enrich themselves but to fight for what is right, representing a group of people who believe that Baguio’s natural beauty, dignity, history, way of life, its source of life, are all worth fighting for.

Ask yourself, which will really be more beneficial to the people of Baguio – the building of an enormous concrete structure, or the preservation of whatever remains of the city’s natural environment? Will Baguio really suffer and the quality of life in this highland city deteriorate if SM City Baguio is not allowed to go on with its expansion plan? Or is the opposite true?

Will we truly be happier and have a better life, with less trees and a bigger SM City Baguio?

SM does not only plan to build on Luneta Hill, looking at their plan, the expansion will almost completely obliterate it, and all that it stood for, and most of what naturally stood on it, from the face of Baguio.

Are we really ready lose Luneta Hill, forever?

How do we want to welcome visitors to Baguio?

Taking stock (part 2 of 2)

What do we want and how far do we go to get what we want? The thousands of people who marched, expressed their opposition to the expansion plan, including those who held vigils along Gov. Pack Road and those who stood by the sidelines silently supporting the movement, have different agendas, motivations for doing so. And as sure as we alter the composition of the whole universe with every breath we take, whatever we do, we must think about its impact beyond the 182 trees.

I personally will not go as far as wanting Henry Sy’s empire to crumble for I know how many families depend on the employment opportunities that SM offers to survive at all. And I know how it is to be hungry, I struggle for my family not to be every single day. I do advocate the boycott of SM’s businesses and I know that this will never cause the total downfall of one of the country’s richest corporations, but I do hope that it impacts them substantially enough for them to listen to the sentiments of the communities where they operate.

Others will point out SM’s well-known unfair labor and business practices, contractualization included, as enough reason to bring SM down. I myself am aware of these, and in fact have been a victim somehow, but this is not a reason to want to close down SM. Instead, it is reason enough to fight for the rights of SM’s employees and suppliers.

And I am also not inclined to join the call to oppose any kind of expansion at all. While I do believe that SM should, at some point, be satisfied with cornering a huge part of the local consumer market and the amount of money they are earning because and at the expense of the Baguio community, they can endeavor to enhance their business in Baguio so long as they do not compromise the welfare of the community and the environment.

Porta Vaga has added restaurants on their rooftop, and with the imposing roof they’ve placed over their parking lot, has turned the parking facility into a multi-purpose hall for concerts and other events – these were expansion efforts. The owners of Sunshine Supermarket have built a multi-storey hotel in their property – this was an expansion project. Tiong San Harrison has added floors to their original building – this too was an expansion project, so was the extra floor added to La Azotea for Kidlat Tahimik’s VOCAS project.

There are ways to do their expansion project that would spare the trees, Baguio’s heritage as the City of Pines and indeed without endangering lives and property within their immediate vicinity. If there’s a will, a heart and a conscience, there are so many ways to do this.

Baguio is a special place, a city that existed primarily because of its natural beauty . Baguio is Baguio not because of what was built here, but because of what we have left untouched throughout its more than 100-year history.

Dismissing the 182 trees as mere obstacles to progress and economic growth, and allowing SM, and indeed Camp Joh Hay Dev. Corp., Goshen Land, SLU, BSU, et al to earthball, cut or kill their way to build more concrete boxes to earn more money sets a dangerous precedent. It tells all others that our pine trees are mere obstacles, instead of an essential part of our heritage, our life, our being.

And that is why I am here.

*My column in the June 17, 2012 issue of Cordillera Today

Taking stock (Part 1 of 2)

A netizen once commented on my stand to boycott SM everywhere for their wanton disregard for Luneta Hill’s historical significance, the heritage of Baguio and the potential environmental impact of earthballing and with it the probable death of 182 trees – “and if you’re successful and it results in the closure of at least one mall, how do you live with the fact that you caused thousands to lose their livelihood?”

One, even if it becomes 10 times more successful than it is now, I don’t believe it would be enough to close down SM, or at least SM City Baguio. But it would definitely make a dent in their bottomline – and since it’s the only language these corporate entities seem to understand, they might just be able to acquire a bit of conscience and re-think their plan to ravage a whole hill simply to enable them to buy more luxurious cars, bigger yachts and mansions in even better locations.

Am I anti-SM? As far as the trees on Luneta Hill, and what they represent is concerned, yes I am. Do I hate SM? Not exactly, but I am angered by the fact that nearly one-third of the 182 trees have already been given death sentences, if not already dead.

I have taken advantage of the way SM has contributed to redefining life in Baguio in recent years – I may not totally agree with it, but the fact is thousands of us have ditched Baguio’s beautiful open spaces as a primary recreational destination for the family for the concrete box up the hill, and whenever presented with the opportunity to communicate to those thousands, I, together with the artists I collaborate with in our group, Open Space, grabbed that opportunity to tell stories that we believed must be told. A lot of these thousands would otherwise never have given theater the time of day.

A moratorium on logging, which is effectively a total log ban, is currently being enforced preventing the harvesting and transportation of lumber all over the country, according to a friend in the construction business. She added this has resulted in much higher prices for lumber (another friend informed me that the price of ¼” thick plywood that we used to buy at P250 now sells for up to P400), slowing down the construction industry, even causing the cancellation of certain construction projects. It doesn’t take a college degree for anyone to surmise that this will, if it hasn’t had, result in loss of jobs for a lot of construction workers. Never mind the lost business opportunities for rich contractors, they have enough to hedge the effects for quite a while.

This, according to her, was the national government’s response to the Luneta Hill issue so as not to make the Sys feel that their SM is being singled out.

Am I for a total log ban? Not exactly. Can we live without wood products? I don’t think so. From the toothpick at the table to the roll of toilet paper in the bathroom, from the pencil your child uses in school to the door that we close at night to keep the family safe – they’re made of wood. Wood comes from trees.

I am for responsible logging – “prohibit logging operations of any kind in any forest, timber land, forest reserve or watershed” as Senator Loren Legarda proposed in Senate Bill 73. I hope she can add historical and heritage sites to the list. Lumber must be sourced from trees that were specifically planted for this purpose. Responsible logging can even help add to our total tree canopy instead of take away from it for loggers can actually “farm” trees on previously barren lands.

Another comment from a fellow protester also caused me to stop and think: “we are not only for the trees, we are anti-expansion altogether – even if SM decides to re-design the expansion to allow the trees to live and stay where they are, we shouldn’t allow it.”

(to be concluded)

*My column in the June 11 issue of Cordillera Today

It’s the most wonderful time of the year…

My column in the June 3, 2012 issue of Cordillera Today 

…in Baguio. For me, at least. The beginning of the rainy season. The downpours won’t be as harsh as they would be later this year – in August or September or October when our dates on stage or planned morning walks get postponed or canceled due to typhoons.

At this time, days usually begin with a calming sunrise. It’s cool that you want to stay a little bit longer under the covers, yet the soft warmth of the sun makes you want to seize the day. I usually do, with a steaming mug of Benguet brew. If only I didn’t smoke cigarettes, everything would be almost perfect.

By midday the light segues into a muted grey as fog slowly crawls in from the surrounding mountains gently blanketing a tired city. If you’re outside, walking, you feel the gentle mist on your face. That never fails to bring a smile on my face.

From indoors, you would catch yourself looking out the window, at first consciously watching, marveling at the magnificent sight of the skies coming down to kiss the earth. Then you get lost in the haze, you get lost in daydreams, in images of the past, in promises that tomorrow’s sunrise holds. And when the fog makes its exit, you are reminded of the present – where you are, right here right now.

And then the rains make their entrance, at times too gentle to even notice, at times too intense to ignore. The trees soak it up, a little wind and they begin to dance. You can almost feel the flowers make a face as they meet the shower with open petals.

Water flows down the hillsides, down the streets, giving the city a much needed cleansing ritual. The rains will do that for the next half of the year, to clear away as much of the debris of the past six months as possible.

At this time of the year, Baguio is reclaimed by its people from its visitors, lovers, returning sons and daughters and friends. The sidewalks, as crowded as they have been lately, is not as suffocating. There’s enough elbow room to wave hello and nod a smile to an acquaintance you’re sure to encounter wherever you may be.

At this time of the year, Baguio is the perfect venue to open an art exhibit; a play; an intimate musical performance, an open mic – all good enough reasons to get together with kindred souls, think up ideas for a new painting, story, song or poem, or for a few bottles of tapeuy or a seemingly never-ending jam with djembes and gongs.

At times the rain goes on until long after the sun has set. Other times it stops sooner, soon enough for the fog to make another entrance. And however harsh the world has been to you, in Baguio, during the rainy season, you know everything’s going to be ok.

It’s the most wonderful time of the year, and I heave a sigh of relief that I’m spending it not anywhere else but here in Baguio - home.

People on foot do not pollute: revisiting an old new concept

My column in the May 27, 2012 issue of Cordillera Today 

These days, bring up the idea of pedestrianization and your get violent reactions from various sectors – mostly revolving around revenues that could be lost or unfairly gained by others. The closed, or at least narrow-minded business people along Session Road oppose they believe it would result in significant revenue cuts for them. Other concerned citizens, particularly those who are protesting SM’s expansion plan believe that closing Session Road to vehicular traffic would direct people more to the monstrosity up the hill, and that traffic jams that the Central Business District’s closure might even help justify the mall’s plan to build a parking lot at the expense of 182 trees.

First, let us be reminded that pedestrianization doesn’t necessarily mean the complete closure of the road to motorists. There are so many things we can do to make Session Road more pedestrian-friendly without totally banning cars from passing the road. Our leaders must realize that roads are not only for wheeled contraptions – they are also there to accommodate people on foot.

In the last months, Baguio saw millions and millions being spent for road repairs all over the city for the benefit of motorists. While there nothing wrong with this, except of course when the repairs are done not to improve roads that are in good condition but to feed the pockets of corrupt politicians and contractors, but we hardly see any effort coming from our public works officials to improve the conditions of our sidewalks for the benefit of the walking public. In fact, in Baguio, the government policies when it comes to public roads seem to always benefit those who already have more in life.

Take the closure of the two major pedestrian lanes along Session Road – for whose benefit was this done? The motorists – private motorists mainly as jeeps are banned from using Session Road. This was done to the disadvantage of pedestrians who now have to walk the extra hundreds of meters to get to the other side of the road. The whole bottom part of the road, from Mabini down to People’s Park, is now without a pedestrian lane. The huge crowds that gather at the Mabini intersection to cross the road have made it a convenient excuse for the adventurous to jaywalk, while criminal elements such as pickpockets and snatchers have been given the perfect situation to perpetuate their crimes.

Meanwhile, hardly anything’s done to clear the sidewalks of obstructions, further endangering the public who are at times forced to walk on the road.

And if we do completely ban motor vehicles along Session Road, I don’t really believe that this will result in significant loses for the businesses located there. Turning the road into a beautiful, wide landscaped promenade would encourage people to linger in the area, and it’s people who patronize their businesses, not cars.

And a beautiful, healthful Session Road, if turned into some kind of a public park would make it a top tourist and local community attraction, so I don’t think it will drive people to the mall on Luneta Hill. On the contrary, it might even drive them out of it as this would make Session Road a community of home-grown businesses (with a sprinkling of a few franchises) that would complement each other’s operation instead of what it is now – individual establishments competing against, let’s face it - the convenience that a mall offers.

I’m sure there are even more brilliant ideas out there on how to go about re-inventing Session Road, and we hope that our the businesses along the famed thoroughfare would at least be open-minded about it and explore the possibility before immediately closing the doors on something that could be beneficial not just to them, but to the whole Baguio community.

Session Road is choking to death, it's time to let her breathe - and people on foot do not pollute, unlike carbon spewing cars. Unless they litter (as one netizen commented when I posted the thought on Facebook)... but that's for another column.

Stop the killings

Senator Vicente “Tito” Sotto wants the funding for the country’s tourism ads in CNN pulled out because of a feature the news network aired that portrayed the practice of “pagpag,” or scavenged left-over chicken that are washed, re-cooked and resold. His argument sounded too familiar: since the country poured in a good amount of precious dollars for the airing of “it’s more fun in the Philippines” campaign, CNN should have returned the favor by featuring only flattering stories about the country.

Sotto doesn’t even realize it, but his position on the issue has put to the fore the corruption that prevails even in what a lot of us still consider as the last frontier in the country’s struggle to finally start walking the “daang matuwid” talk of PNoy. He must have forgotten that media has the responsibility to tell stories worth telling, and to tell it the way it is, advertising clients notwithstanding.

I’d like to see how the Philippine media would treat this issue, for I can’t help but be reminded of how not a few of them kept the protest movement to save the 182 trees on Luneta Hill out of prime time and the front pages for some time and the most logical reason for the apparent news blackout was SM’s advertising money. Which begs the question, is it justified when a media outlet kills a story to protect its bottomline?

This is very dangerous, for the message that Sotto is sending to the people is this - public trust be damned, as long as the money keeps rolling in. All the Sys, the Sm’s, Cojuancos, the Luisitas, the Coronas, and yes, even the Ampatuans need to do is pour some money in the form of advertising contracts into the industry to keep their personas untarnished in the public eye. In the meantime, we, the people, will be kept in the dark, or at best shown only a part of a whole picture, and we end up with an uninformed citizenry.

Democracy? Nah. That’s a conjugal dictatorship of the elite and the supposed Fourth Estate.

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While on the subject of murder, the recent Luneta Hill related features in several national papers, particularly in the country’s acknowledged leading broadsheet, seem to be an attempt to shift the focus away from the real issue, which is plain as day: is the killing of 182 trees for the benefit of a single corporate entity that’s already enjoying a lion’s share of the consumer market justified? There was Ramon Tulfo, who cast a doubt on Bishop Carlito Cenzon’s intentions, by postulating that the bishop’s opposition to SM’s expansion plan is all about money for the local diocese owns a mall just a stone’s throw away from SM. What’s this, they’ve given up debating the issue on its merits and have resorted to character assassination. Then there’s Conrado Banal, who headlined his column thus: “Store Wars: Attack of the Clowns,” effectively dismissing the whole protest movement as nothing but an orchestrated attack perpetrated by SM’s business competitors.

As far as I know, Michael Bengwayan, the initiator of the protest movement; nor Attorneys Cheryl Daytec and Chris Donaal, lead counsels of the protesters; nor local artists Bubut Olarte, Bumbo Villanueva and Ethan Andrew Ventura; nor the youthful Richard Dean Basa and Karminn Yangot do not own a mall, nor any other business ventures that’s in direct competition with SM.

I know for sure that I don’t. Pray tell, Mr. Banal, how do I explain to my own children, who have had to sacrifice a lot because of lost opportunities in our collective struggle (yes, they are actually complainants in the case filed against SM, DENR and DPWH) to save those 182 trees that you have called them, and all the rest of us who are protesting against SM City Baguio's expansion plan as clowns with malicious intentions?  My children, who can sit in front of you and defend their principled stand, and tell you about what’s wrong about killing those precious trees for more money, and educate you about the importance of respecting and protecting the environment, how wrong it is to be greedy, and how we, as human beings, must live our life in harmony with our natural environment and not against it.

While you, who have no real knowledge of the culture, history and heritage of this city and these mountain people you so viciously dismissed as clowns; you, who have never experienced having your home buried in mud and garbage in a landslide; you, who do not live your life with the pine trees, the mountains and rolling hills, the healthful climate, the cool, invigorating air of Baguio, have the audacity to judge the citizens of this city, as few as a lot of your kind claim we are, who found it in their hearts to go against a very powerful corporate monster to defend their environment, heritage, history... dignity... their life? You have no idea.

Preventing relevant stories to be told. Character assassinations. The death of a free press not by censorship but by corruption. The mass murder of 182 trees.

Stop the killings!

Every breath you take

As the vendor was putting the bundles of pechay and watercress I bought in plastic bags at the market a few days ago, I told her: “Manang, huwag niyo na pong i-plastic.” Then seeing the bayong I was carrying, she quipped, “ay ayaw niyo ng plastic. Siguro taga Irisan kayo, ‘no?”

And there lies the reason why most of us remain apathetic to environmental issues and concerns – until something affects us directly, personally, that's the only time we start caring.

The vendor was of course referring to the efforts of the residents of Irisan to minimize, if not totally stop the use of disposable plastic bags. This was an offshoot of the trash-slide last year that claimed lives and property when garbage came rushing down the hill at the height of a particularly heavy downpour. Visiting the site of the Irisan tragedy soon after, I can’t help but notice that plastics made up a major part of the debris that buried people and homes.

On my way home, I made quick, basic mental calculations. I bought a kilo of fish, a kilo of beef and a kilo of chicken. What they usually do at the market is to put your meat purchase in a clear plastic bag, then put that bag again in what they call a “plastic sando bag.” By refusing the sando bags, I was able to keep three plastic bags out of our trash bin. I bought a bundle each of pechay and watercress. That’s two plastic bags. A bunch of pandan - one plastic bag. Fruits – one plastic bag.

Not much, one might say. Eight plastic bags. But imagine this: there were thousands of at the market that afternoon. If only one thousand did the same, we could’ve prevented the use of eight thousand plastic bags. Add to that another thousand each durig the morning and lunch rush hours and in one day, that would have been 24,000 plastic bags.

That’s 720,000 plastic bags a month, and 8.64 million plastic bags in one year. That’s just at the city market. And that’s a very conservative estimate.

In one year, a thousand people out of the almost half a million living here in Baguio today could’ve kept 8.64 million plastic bags out of the Irisan dumpsite.

The Irisan tragedy occured because of a combination of several factors, and among these are a corrupt political system and apathy. It was the former that prevented Baguio City from complying with the RA 9003, or the Ecological Solid Waste Management Act of 2001. And it is that non-compliance that brought us to this crisis. And when the City Government, belatedly, tried to address the problem, people’s apathy reared its ugly head. Not everybody heeded the call, the plea, to reduce, reuse, recycle and segregate whatever garbage is left for the City Government to collect.

Why? Because most of us still believe that our individual actions cannot possibly affect the whole community, the whole city, the whole country – the world. What’s one household that didn’t segregate their trash out of hundreds in the neighborhood? Some of us might think. What’s one smoke-belching car out of the hundreds along Session Road? What’s a couple of plastic bags out of the tens, if not hundreds of thousands used in the city everyday?

And as SM City Baguio’s apologists would like to us to think, what’s 182 trees out of the hundreds of thousands we have in the city?

We can wait for something like the Irisan tragedy to happen before acting, or we can do our share in preventing something like it from happening in the first place. That is what the protest movement against SM City Baguio’s expansion plan is basically about.

We are all part of a bigger community. Every breath we take changes the composition of the whole universe.

To the vendor at the market, I can only reply with, “Hindi po ako taga-Irisan, pero taga-Baguio pa rin po.”


*my column in the May 6, 2012 issue of Cordillera Today

For the love of... home

“These mountain people are the most unconquerable of all the natives of this country” – Fray Juan Medina, a Spaniard declared in 1630, after several failed attempts to subjugate the Igorots. A few decades later, Diego Salcedo, the Spanish Governor General of the Philippines from 1663 to 1668, would say of the enduring freedom of the Igorots – “... a scandal and a mockery, an embarrasment that right in the heart of the colony, in the main island of Luzon, natives remained pagans... and their gold remained unreachable.”



So do not think for one moment that we in the Save 182 movement would give up on our home that easily.



SM City Baguio stepped up its pulic relations efforts in the last couple of weeks – both on print and online. Well, Henry Sy isn’t one of the world’s richest men for nothing - he can afford the luxury of expensive PR firms. As for us in the streets, we can only hope that the media would find our struggle newsworthy at all. And lately, fortunately, suprisingly, after a couple of months of what was begining to feel like a media blackout, the protest finally made it to the pages of both local and national papers, together with ample air time on TV.



So now we are seeing the power of SM’s money at work - typing in the phrases “SM City Baguio,” “Baguio Pine Trees,” and other related words in various online search engines now result in page and pages of SM propganda. In web talk, it’s called SEO writing – Search Engine Optimization. It’s not cheap. Both op-ed and news pages of certain “established and reputable” dailies and weeklies have been churning out praises for SM’s expansion project, and jeers for the protest movement. At times, these press releases border on the ridiculous and outright disinformation.



They ask, why are we focusing only on SM City Baguio when trees, at times entire forests, are being destroyed in other parts of the the city, nay, the whole region... the whole country? The movement is composed of individuals, institutions and organizations who are also involved in addressing various issues affecting Baguio, and as a group we oppose all misdirected efforts that threaten, harm and cause the killing of Baguio's remaining trees – but the 182 trees that SM City Baguio considers as dispensable in the name of crass commercialism is what brought all of us together, and united we will remain saving the lives of those life-giving trees. With this, we remain committed to opposing SM City Baguio’s insatiable greed and their attempt to completely eradicate competition, mostly homegrown small to medium-sized businesses that actually pay their taxes to the city unlike SM; or their wanton disregard for the welfare of their immediate neighbors, the historical value of Luneta Hill and the heritage of this beautiful city.



They ask, what right have we to prevent SM City Baguio to do as it pleases within their private property? Freedom is not absolute, with it comes responsibility. Common people such as us can get arrested for burning a small heap of dried leaves in our own backyard, why should Henry Sy and SM City Baguio get away with putting lives and properties at risk with this expansion project?



They ask, has the movement taken a step back and have agreed to SM City Baguio’s plan to earthball the trees? NOT AT ALL. We oppose the removal of those 182 trees on Luneta Hill by any means – be it earthablling or cutting, for we know for a fact that either of the two methods can result in the death of those trees, the former merely delaying the practically inevitable. And after seeing the way SM City Baguio conducted the earthballing of around 50 of the 182 trees, we are convinced now more than ever that the trees will surely die.



Detractors, spinmeisters, paid hacks would like the public to believe that the protesters are motivated by sinister reasons and other vested interests. Some even forward various ridiculous conspiracy theories to discredit the movement. There’s a new tag for the protesters being circulated online, “the haters.”



Don’t they get it? We’re all here despite the effects of doing all we can to oppose one of the world’s richest men have had on our personal lives, our jobs... we’re all here despite and in spite of the way most of our supposed public servants have become powerless and willing slaves to corporate greed... we’re all here because of one thing – we love our home, Baguio.



And if you have not felt the kind of love we in this movement have for our home, then maybe it’s time you do. For only when all, or at least most of us do will we have real hope for this country.



*My column in the April 29, 2012 issue of Cordillera Today