ONCE in a while I encounter in social media essays that I think should be read by as many Filipinos as possible, not just for their piercing analysis, but in this case, authenticity and passion. This is in sharp contrast to the blah-blahs of former or current communist cadres whose party since the 1970s has used “human rights” as a propaganda weapon (especially to free their arrested leaders) and politicos in Congress crying crocodile tears (pun intended) over the alleged victims of President Duterte’s war on drugs.
Our views are formed by our concrete existence, and not by rarefied concepts of values. Critics of Duterte’s antidrug war do not understand that in Homo sapiens’ 300,000 years of existence, the welfare of the community is higher than a criminal’s individual rights, and ensuring that will have its costs.
Following is the Facebook post by Kooks de Leon, a mother of three and a grandma of five:
Blood, Meth, and Duterte November 15, 2024 5:58AM in Davao City
Can you kill crime without spilling blood? And who the hell are we to judge when we’ve never had to make that call? I ask these questions as someone born and raised in Davao City, a place that, for better or worse, is synonymous with one man: Rodrigo Duterte. Over the years, I’ve seen people debate his extrajudicial killings (EJKs), his war on drugs, and the looming shadow of an ICC investigation. I don’t know what it’s like to run a city—let alone a country—but I know what it’s like to run a household shattered by drugs. Meth, to be exact.
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