Prisoner Gloria

IF IT IS ANY consolation, at least she gets to retain her acronym of nine years, PGMA, albeit with  the “P” bearing a surreal meaning this time.  With the presidency now part of our nation’s past (Thank God!), Gloria Macapagal Arroyo, Philippines’ most reviled leader since Malakas at Maganda, potentially faces a bleak tomorrow—a future more sour than her insincere smile, more distracting than her facial mole, and even much less encouraging than his son Mikey’s movies, monumental flops at the box office.

This dim tomorrow, of course, she will fight against using the vast wealth she stole from the people and whatever is left of her political might.  It is no wonder that the PGMA’s first legislative measure is to tinker with our constitution.  It was filed on day one of her newfound job as representative of a district somewhere in Pampanga.  She had to act immediately.  It could not wait.

But of course.  A truth commission, mandated to gather evidence and prosecute abusers in the previous regime, is already in place, and less than twenty four hours after Gloria stepped down from office, which marked the end of her immunity from lawsuit, various groups filed before the Department of Justice piles of cases against her.

I am sure PGMA is ready for the showdown.  She is not unlike Voldemorth, the dark lord in the Harry Potter series.  Having been defeated by a young boy in a magical duel, Voldemorth vanished, but not without leaving enough minions who would eventually make possible his return to power.  Gloria left, but not without wreaking havoc on the bureaucracy with dubious midnight appointments, including that of Chief Justice Renato Corona, her former chief of staff.  This on top of leaving empty government coffers, the biggest debt in our history, and oh-so-many scandals conspicuously hidden under the rug.

Sure, she had, long before June 30, devised ways to elude justice and to circumvent the law.  Who knows, given the extent of her callousness, she might even be expecting monuments built in her honor, and not just in Pampanga.  But fret not, dear karikna, it should be enough consolation for us that there is at least one law that Congressman Gloria and her faithful cohorts cannot, even with all their dark powers pooled together, repeal or amend.  The law of karma. Continue reading “Prisoner Gloria”