And that is why we will remain a 3rd world country forever
December 30, 2008I post this blog of the delapaz daughter about a mauling incident in Valley Golf club. This is another example of why we will remain a 3rd world country forever. This Mayor has obviously learned nothing of civility and basic respect. As an elected official, you would imagine that he would be the finest example of respect for law and simple rules of the game. What more a gentleman’s game such as golf. Obviously a family with no pedigree. If he were to remain in office, my heart goes out to the people of Masiu City, Lanao del Sur, victims all of you. My prayers go out that this Mayor, Secretary in fact his entire family be enlightened by the holy spirit on the sacred trust given to them in a position of authority. If any og GMArroyo’s people read this, its something I’m sure you can be proud of. You created this monster.
If God may inflict some punishment upon you, may it be one that teaches you a lesson and one that will give you eternal salvation because right now, with what happened, boy you guys are going to rot in hell.
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*The world has gone
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Bambee dela Paz
So, I just had the worst day of my life.
*At around 1:30 PM today, at Valley Golf and Country Club, Antipolo City,
Mayor Nasser Pangandaman, Jr., Mayor of Masiu City, Lanao del Sur, his
father, Secretary Nasser Pangandaman of the Department of Agrarian Reform,
and company, beat my defenseless 56-year-old dad and my 14-year-old brother
to a pulp because of some stupid misunderstanding on the golf course.*
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This is a golf course. I have been a golfer all my life, and I have never
seen anything like this. NOTHING. This is hard to comprehend. And it
happened to my own father and my own brother too. Right in front of my eyes.
My brother and I were playing golf at the South Course of Valley. We were on
the 3rd hole, and we see two golf carts going past us, overtaking our
flight, and setting up to tee off on the next hole. My dad goes up to them
and asks them why they would do that, why they would overtake us without
even asking for our permission. Golf etiquette 101. One of the guys says
that they’re with the flight in front of us. (So what? That doesn’t
give
them the right to just pass us WITHOUT asking.) So, we go to the 5th hole.
The flight behind us catches up with us, and asks us what caused the hold
up. We said that this flight just slipped in front of our flight. So we
complained to the marshall. We play the 5th hole and walk towards the next
hole, where there is a teehouse, and both the flights in front of us were
there, talking with the marshall. The mayor of Masiu City, Lanao del Sur
talks with my dad. Things get heated up. Voices were raised. But never, in
my wildest dreams, did I ever imagine that someone would pull out a punch.
Apparently not. He attacks my father. His flightmates, maybe 2 or 3 of them,
rush to his aid and beat up my father. My 56-year-old father. My younger
brother and I could not just watch. We rushed to break the fight. My younger
brother pleads to the mayor to please stop it. To not hurt my dad. To just
stop. His words still ring through my head…”Sorry na po, sorry na
po…tama na…tama na po…” With his hands in front of his chest in a
praying position. PLEADING. The mayor socks him in the face. My brother
defended himself. My dad is still on the ground getting clobbered. My
brother is the same way. I try to stop the fight, but all I can do is stop
one person. There were 4 or 5 of them attacking now.
Someone breaks up the fight. I thought it was all over. The mayor shouts to
his caddy: “Hindi nila kami kilala! Sabihin mo nga sa kanila kung sino
ako!”
And believe me, I had no idea who this person was. But now I know. He’s the
person who, with 4 other men, beat up my 56-year-old father and my
14-year-old brother. He’s the person who sacks a pleading 14-year-old kid
in
the face. He’s a person who, I am sure, is gonna rot in hell.
I lash out, but my dad held me back. I was screaming my lungs out, shouting
to this mayor, telling him about what he had done. I said: “Nakakahiya
kayo.
Singkwenta’y sais anyos ang tatay ko. And kapatid ko kakatorse anyos. Anong
ilalaban nila sayo?”
The mayor looks at my brother, point to his face, and says, “Tatandaan
kita!” And he tells me that my brother has a bad attitude and that I need
to
watch him. WHAT THE HELL?! So, my brother’s bad for defending his father?!
We leave. We walk to the clubhouse to file a complaint. My brother asks for
a doctor. My dad could barely walk. Their group comes to the clubhouse, sees
my brother. Once again my brother pleads, says sorry, and is crying. He was
CRYING, for crissakes. But no. The relentless mayor still punches him in the
face, and then sees my dad and goes after my dad again. Him and his friend
pull my dad to the ground, pulls at his feet, and steps on him like he’s
dirt. I run to him and try to hold him back, holding him back by his shirt,
while this other guy and this girl tries to stop me. She tells me to just
stop it. I scream in her face “they’re beating my father up and you
want me
to stop?!” I pull at his shirt–I don’t let go. All I can see was my
dad
being trampled on. I didn’t even see my brother getting beat up.
People pull them away. I get my dad, and I saw my brother. His right ear was
bleeding. I freaked out. I told the receptionists to bring my brother to the
clinic. I pull my dad away. People were separating us.
My mom and my older brother come. I tell her Bino’s right ear is bleeding.
They both look like they could kill. My dad holds my brother off, I hold off
my mom. When I finally got my mom under control, my older brother gets away
and I hold him off. Two of the mayor’s bodyguards pull out guns. I embraced
my brother from the back, just holding him back, crying. The receptionists
came to us, crying, hugging me, my dad, and my mom, whispering to us to just
leave. “Maam, umalis na po kayo, may mga baril sila…Maam…umalis na po
kayo please…”
I am pretty sure the Secretary of DAR did not take part in the fight, but he
just watched all this happen. He watched two of his sons, as we figured out,
the other guy was his son, too, beat up my father and my 14-year-old
brother. He didn’t do anything to stop it. And this person is what now? A
cabinet member. A politician.
Sounds like something out of a movie, doesn’t it? But this is what
happened.
TODAY. The day after Christmas. To my family. And all I ask for is JUSTICE.
The people at Valley Golf did not seem to want to help us. None of the
security guards even tried to stop the fight. Right in the clubhouse. I came
back after the fight was over and talked to the receptionists. They say they
did not see anything. The general manager of Valley Golf would not give us
the names of the men who made my brother’s ear bleed. It took him an hour.
Maybe even more than that. He seemed to not want to help us. Because, we
were against the SECRETARY OF THE DEPARTMENT OF AGRARIAN REFORM and the
MAYOR OF MASIU CITY, LANAO DEL SUR. They were all scared.
The world has gone crazy. Two politicians beat up a defenseless 56-year-old
father and his 14-year-old son. At a golf course. I swear to God, I thought
golfers were decent people. You would think politicians were decent people.
I guess not. I guess they gang up on 56-year-old men and beat up pleading
14-year-old kids.
Please pray for my dad, my brother and for my whole family. Please pray that
we get JUSTICE. Oh God, please, give these people what they deserve.
