January 6th, 2009
Paratang
Nagtext ang ka-Lirang si Phillip Kimpo Jr. upang humingi ng tulong na ipakalat ang sipi mula sa artikulong lumabas sa phil star tungkol sa isang maling paratang sa kaniyang ama. Nasa baba ang isang bahagi ng kaniyang liham sa pahayagan at sa sumulat. Walang ibang nakakikilala sa pinanggalingang dugo kundi ang dugo niya mismo. Isang kahanga-hangang pagtatanggol ng anak sa ama:
For the record: my father NEVER received any bribe money for the "Alabang Boys" case. In fact, he has NEVER received any bribe money in his entire career. If he did, we would now be wallowing in wealth instead of driving an old car and renting an apartment unit. Kahit tingnan pa nila ang laman ng mga bank account namin, wala silang makikita. We have nothing to hide. Even my dad's fellow public servants at the DOJ know of his incorruptible character. While we haven't exactly lived a hand-to-mouth existence, we have followed a modest life all these years. It is very heart-wrenching to see all our sacrifices tarnished by false allegations. I never imagined that one day, I would be a writing a letter such as this. At the risk of getting soppy, there was a time in my childhood days when our apartment unit was the only one along the street that was lit by candles. (Unpaid electricity bills.) There was a time when we had to settle for Maggi-and-egg dinners, on loan from the nearby sari-sari store. Nililista lang, walang pambayad e. There was a time when my only entertainment were books and radyo-nobelas, because we had no money to fix or replace our broken TV. (Of course, these problems do not compare to the poverty experienced by millions of Filipinos, but these are problems you wouldn't expect to find in the homes of people of high position.) If my dad wanted to give me a more comfortable life through unethical deeds, he would've already done it back then. But he stuck to his principles, principles I dearly believe in and espouse through my literary works. Our financial situation only took a turn for the better when I became a scholar in the Philippine Science High School, which was followed by UP Diliman. The free tuition took a lot of the burden off the shoulders of my father. Even in UP, I worked as a Student Assistant, carrying computers despite my asthma, so I can chip in my meager Php 2,500 monthly salary to our finances. I am currently working at home as a freelance Internet writer while finishing my first book. Now, because I'm able to help with the bills, the belts around our waists aren't as tight as before...which is another reason why my father does not need extra money obtained deeply against his values. Who needs millions when you can have a peaceful, guilt-free life? We rent an apartment unit in Galas, Quezon City, and this is the only home I've known in my whole life. Our car is an old, dented, second-hand Mitsubishi Lancer whose headlights are nearly falling off their sockets and whose paint is cracked and flaking. We have stuck with this car because we don't have the luxury to buy a new one, and also because why would we? It's not a necessity to have a great car. Our old Lancer, while a tad embarrassing to ride in, suits our needs just fine. We don't feel the pressure to have a shiny model to park side by side with other government officials' more grandiose cars. (If you have doubts about this tale of mine, I will gladly meet you so I can 'tour' you around our apartment unit and show you our car. My contact details are at this letter's end. My main website is also there; my life is kind of an open book in my online journals.) To be honest, I am not expecting a response from you -- after all, who am I to elicit a reply from one of the country's top columnists? Still, I am hoping that my letter will somehow urge you to take a second look at your views upon the matter, and that you will share this with your many readers. Yes, people, there are honest prosecutors in the Philippines. Hopefully, your column will be a medium with which to spread that message. Sir, you too are a son like me, so you understand my pain and my personal intentions. As a journalist, you have championed the truth for years probably longer than my young lifetime. We are both writers. I was a campus journalist. I also believe in the truth, and I pray that it will come out soon so that my dad and I can go back to living a simple -- and quiet -- life. Thank you very much for your time. May God bless you.
