Another affront


    BENNY Antiporda tells us to look at the positive side of white sand enveloping Manila Bay’s breakwater and he himself knows, as a former journalist worth his salt, that there is nothing. It is not easy to struggle with what he truly knows to be and the fiction that he had fabricated.

    At the height of the pandemic when people are losing their lives or being thrown out into the streets to beg, DENR Spox Antipoda explains the “purity” of artificial white sands as an apparently stupid distraction from the current paralyzing fear and uncertainty that cannot be broken by such idiotic beautification costing hundreds of millions.

    ‘…Antiporda, twice elected president of the National Press Club, introduces another ruthless affront to the people’s well-being.’

    Aren’t we all wearied and demeaned by government’s almost inexplicable neglect and incompetence during this health crisis? And yet, Antiporda, twice elected president of the National Press Club, introduces another ruthless affront to the people’s well-being.


    The frequent FB posting of “Rest In Peace” (RIP) for deceased relatives and friends is accompanied by the assurance that all souls go to heaven. The Bible tells us that anyone who is embittered with his “brother or sister commits murder” and cannot qualify to land in heaven. This is a real hard scriptural teaching unacceptable to Catholics who are sure that the confessional and charity and other “good” works are sufficient to earn a place in eternity with God. And yet, no one can be sure if a soul finds genuine rest in the afterlife.

    Still, many today question the existence of hell. Knowing God through the Bible has made me more fearful about the eternal fate of others than myself. There was one documented incident at Nigeria in 2016 where a pastor was killed in a car accident and that the grief-stricken wife prayed so fervently for her husband to come back to life. She said she was sure he would go to hell because the pastor had been bitter with her after an ugly argument. With her husband’s coffin she rushed to a healing crusade of the famed evangelist Reinhard Bonnke in Lagos, believing with all her heart that Bonnke, credited with innumerable healings, would restore her husband’s life so he could repent from his sin. The dead pastor suddenly rose from his coffin while the evangelist was starting the second night’s crusade before 400,000 thousand people.


    Bishop Ambo David of Caloocan lauds the landmark 11-3 ruling of the Supreme Court invalidating warrantless police searches that stemmed from the arrest and continued detention of an alleged marijuana dealer in Kalinga, Apayao.

    Part of his FB post: “Since the war on drugs began, the impunity, the blatant disrespect for the law, for human life, human dignity and human rights, has been more the rule than the exception with regard to the conduct of our “law enforcers.” The recent cases of police brutality in the United States pale considerably in comparison to the brutality of our own police in carrying out the war against drugs during the past four years. The writings on the walls are loud and clear. But now they are written, no longer by activists on “subway walls and tenement halls” or “whispered in the sound of silence” or by witnesses who fear for their lives. Now, the words are written by your own Supreme Court Justices who thankfully are mustering the courage to behave as an independent and co-equal branch of government in a supposedly democratic nation. Listen to them screaming: “The State’s steadfastness in eliminating the drug menace must be equally matched by its determination to uphold and defend the Constitution. This court will not sit idly by and allow the Constitution to be added to the mounting body count in the State’s war on illegal drugs.”

    Bravo, Supreme Court!