The concept of 'God' and all the things in between...

Chapter 8: Oplan "tukhang" - A deeper insight on the concept of "social inju...

"Wala kaming magagawa! Nang-agaw po siya ng baril. Nanlaban po siya kaya iyan ang nangyari!"

The police men's eyes had no sign of regret. Not even a single bit of sympathy were shown in his scripted speech. His tone of voice mocked the victim's family with dire arrogance, as if it was just suited for that poor man to be shot on his chest and so worthy of being penalized with death.

"Sa dami ng mga holdapper at adik sa lugar na ito, sa dami ng mga namamatay na biktima niyo at ng mga walang muwang na batang nare-rape, sa dami ng mga nakakasuhan, nakukulong at nakakalaya pa rin na kawatan na galing dito na hindi naman talaga nagbabago, hindi pwedeng umasa na lang sa bulok na sistema ng batas. Sa batas na walang pangil! Tama lang 'yan! Mas mabuti nang patayin yang mga salot na 'yan ng maubos na sila. Walang silbing ikulong sila dahil kahit na sa likod ng rehas eh nagluluto pa rin sila ng droga! Walang silbi ang batas! Mas mainam pang lipulin na sila ng tuluyan!"

This outraged rants came from an old man inside his Toyota Vios. At the back of his car is a sign written in heavy red fonts reading, "Let there be Justice to my wife who has been a victim of ruthless drug addicts!" His eyes were flaming with his sincere thirst for justice. He had been a victim too, but raging anger and desperately pointing fingers at anyone who the mob judged as criminals are not as fair and justifiable too.

I guess this country has been too dragged by a culture of corruption, cycle of poverty and unlimited use of drugs that it has lost its sense of progress. That a killing spree of suspects, instead of the usual long litigation, is more effective than going through the useless routine of the flawed justice system. That this nation has been "babied" by our sense of freedom and democracy that each citizens now act as if spoiled brats with no sense of discipline. As if killing those who were marked as law breakers, especially drug addict suspects, would be a more effective way of putting fear to those who have plans to break the law. As if the country has been transformed into its worst self that only inflicting fear and enforcing bloodier methods of implementing the law would cure and turn it back to its good self.

If hell is true, this must be it! I couldn't imagine more pain than those oozing from the eyes of the poor helpless children who had instantly lost their dad. Their deep murmurs and continuous lamentations could extract tears better than any onions could. Their mother was pounding the chest of his husband's dead body. Hoping she could still breathe him life and just put everything else into oblivion. But this is reality. The deep painful bite of reality.

"Hoy bata! Sumama ka sa'min! Kabo! Bitbitin mo na rin itong batang ito! Kailangang marami tayong maiharap kay Chief para masabi namang productive yung operasyon natin ngayon!"

To no avail, I felt the tight grasp of two huge men, dragging me inside the police mobile, along side the rest of the other shirtless men who were tagged as "drug addicts". I dropped my sack of kangkong and suddenly felt the fright of my life. Shievers went down my spine and served as a perfect trigger to my fear of the unknown. I don't believe in God but at this moment, this is the perfect time to get his "divine intervention" and put peace into the turmoil of this chaotic place. I closed my eyes, I tried one of the most futile resolution I could resort to - I prayed. I prayed that everything would just fall into their rightful places and all our souls get stripped off of pain and struggles. Is "peace" such a difficult wish for a God to grant?

I opened my eyes, and to no avail, I'm still hand cupped, bruised and still have fallen victim to all the crazy things a young adult could go through. All miserable faces, voices and sceneries are still there, showing reality at its finest.

I got detained to a false charge.

If "Hell" is true, this must be it!

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Author's note:

Sorry for the very slow update. I have been struggling with time and have lost sight of this virtual home from Wattpad as I try to survive the "real world". Lol. This update is very timely and I don't intend to sound politically bias, as I don't have any interest in dealing with tiring debates that could go nowhere, but I believe stressing these points would enlighten many.

This is also just to keep up with the story flow that I've mentioned in "Chapter 4". The young man would be thrown in jail and get accustomed to the life in prison as he explores the reality behind social injustices and inequalities.

Do we really have a chance to get real justice in this world or are the religious souls right in their idea that true justice could only be earned by gaining eternal life and reaching salvation - that true justice could only be achieved, not in this physical world but in paradise that awaits the hopeful believers?

Or a more substantial question is, "If hell is true, could this be it?" Lol.

Estimated time of update: Next Month na po ulit. May (imaginary) social life rin po ang Author. Lol.

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Update is posted on the next chapter. 08/21/2016