Thursday, February 25, 2010

Why Villar Is Money Villarroyo


Why ever not Villar(1)
LITO BANAYO

‘Manny Villar is without doubt cunning, skilful, intelligent, even more than GMA.’
IN the years when FVR was president, a prominent businessman whose name I shall not mention because he is old and ailing was conned by a police character into buying prime real estate right smack along Roxas Boulevard. He was given a torrens title (TCT) and seizing the opportunity to land a bargain, he paid.

When his lawyers went to the Registry of Deeds, they learned that he bought land that belonged to a foundation. In short, the title he had was fake. Police character could no longer be found. So my friend peddled the property to a big Chinese businessman, whose shipping and airline empire based abroad was as big as big could ever be. The Chinese businessman wanted to put up a hotel, and nothing could beat a view of the Manila Bay for a luxury hotel. His Philippine representatives paid the Filipino businessman for what seemed a bargain at the time. But when the Chinaman’s lawyers went to have the torrens title transferred, they learned the awful truth --- it was fake.

Genuine taipan (bigger than Lucio Tan and Money Villarroyo combined) however developed a friendship with one who would become president of the Philippines. And indeed, when Erap became president, the Chinaman expressed interest in investing heavily in the country, proposing, among others, a huge container seaport and an international airport in Sangley at the tip of Cavite. But could his friend Erap please help him recover his losses for buying a property with a fake title? And Erap tried, but as far as I know, the Filipino businessman would not relent. The Chinaman refused to have anything to do with the Philippines, other than as an occasional port of call for his ships and landing his jets at the NAIA every now and then for the paltry business they get from budget travellers to the US of A.


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Now what happens when the people of these benighted islands elect a man who has: (1) converted prime irrigated ricelands into subdivisions without getting the approval of the Department of Agrarian Reform, and instead fix the local government units to get his permits (against the CARP law); (2) use government monies either from his pork barrel allocations or his "insertions" to finance the building of roads that would connect the subdivisions he has since converted (abuse of power for personal gain); (3) causes a planned major metropolitan thoroughfare to be re-aligned/relocated, so that the new road would traverse properties that belonged to his family corporations (again, abuse of power for personal gain); (4) allocate funds in the budget so that the Republic of the Philippines will buy his properties for road rights-of-way for lands that will be utilized for the road that he had caused to be re-aligned (punishable under the Anti-Graft and Corrupt Practices Act; plunder if the amount involved is more than 50 million pesos); (5) wastes the money already paid by the Republic for land already purchased for road right-of-way because of the re-alignment of the road (abuse of power once again; betrayal of the public trust); (6) causes the BIR, the DPWH and whatever other government agency to value his properties at three to four times higher than adjoining properties, and getting either paid for, or still awaiting collectibles from the purse of the Republic (profiteering at the expense of the taxpayers of the Republic)?

There’s more.

What would you think of a man who presents himself to the people as the next "savior" of the benighted, particularly the poor from where he claims to have sprung, who upon the other hand, purchases and/or produces through layers of corporate veneer, spurious titles to hectares upon hectares of land (estafa; falsification of public documents); pawns the same to his family-owned bank (against the General Banking Act, as amended, which prohibits self-dealing, also called DOSRI loans) which in turn borrows huge sums of money from the Republic, and specifically, the bank of all banks, the Bangko Sentral ng Pilipinas, using the same fake titles as collateral (I am running out of legal violations and certainly have lost track of wilful violations of the moral law); and worse, in the process effectively grabs the land of poor and penniless farmers, mostly less-educated "katutubo", whose forefathers through several generations have tilled the land, and who have been awarded by a just and responsible Republic original certificates of title to their land? (Heartless!)

How could you consider a man who wants to be president of this country, who spends obscene amounts of money, billions upon billions, in advertisements peddling fake but embellished claims, the better to fool a gullible voting public (paano babawiin iyan?) and who openly declared that "If you don’t have one billion (to begin with), why run for president at all" (yabang!) and whose fabulous wealth can be traced to a housing empire financed by government through the NHMFC, supported by GSIS and SSS and whatever other infusions of monies of the Republic, who sponsors legislation to tap all kinds of revenue sources to re-capitalize and replenish the money of government housing agencies, so they can pay him for houses he sold, again financed by Pag-Ibig? When his business acumen fails him, or perhaps his desire to get fabulously rich in such a fabulously short period of time catches up with his reckless and imprudent business adventurism, passes on the burden of rehabilitation to government, uses his power and influence, as Congressman, as Speaker (all of nine years), then senator (all of eight years and counting, three of which were as Senate President, and prior to that, as Senate President Pro-Tempore and Chairman of the supra-powerful Committee on Finance), and profiting much, much more, and when his "rehabilitation" is done and its strange manipulations hidden under the rug, goes to the Philippine Stock Exchange and cashes in through an IPO that, according to his chief apostle cum apologist, Alan Peter Cayetano, netted him and his Vista Land 23 billion pesos, more than enough to finance a campaign where he buys media through a limitless advertising budget (thanks in part to those dolts who run the Comelec), and buys "free" media even more, from reporters to desk men (and women), so that bad news could be "killed" and good news about him purveyed by his lying spokespersons can be "magnified" so that he becomes like a "skin whitener" or a "beauty" product, peddled to the gullible and the shallow?

Why can’t the poor understand the legal and moral implications of C-5? Because paid "free" media makes certain it is the Villar soundbytes that get prominence in the news. Because few even bother to explain what ought to be their duty as journalists, which is the truth … the truth. Why aren’t the print and broadcast media, again save for a few, bothering to take up the plight of poor Dumagat farmers robbed of their land titles because of a deal hatched between the corporations of Manny and Cynthia Villar and the Bangko Sentral ng Pilipinas using fake land titles? Isn’t it our responsibility as the "powerful" Fourth Estate to expose anomalies, to check abuses of the other "estates", to uphold the law, to help the poor and the under-privileged, most certainly the victims of abuse by powerful men and powerful institutions?


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Now the Magdalo, whose cause I believe in, whose unjust suffering I commiserate with, officially supports the candidacy of Manny Villar for president of this benighted land, because of his "competence, character and vision".

And their spokesman, a fine former lieutenant of the Air Force, adds that behind this decision is a "man-to-man" talk between Villar and Trillanes.

Now let me tell you this: Sometime in early November 2009, I visited Senator Sonny Trillanes in his cramped detention cell. This was not my first visit; there had been several in the past. We were discussing the viability of the presidential run of young Chiz Escudero, given his paucity of financial resources, an affliction that also visited another common friend, Ping Lacson. The conversation drifted to C-5 and the Senate investigation of the same. I bewailed the lack of a coherent communication plan among the senators to inform the public, given that Manny Villar had practically "bought" many in media.

I almost fell off my monobloc chair when Senator Trillanes told me (there were five of us in the room), that (and I quote from memory) "Ganyan naman daw ang kalakaran…nag-explain sa akin si Manny dito…ganyan din naman daw ang ginagawa ni Enrile sa Cagayan)".

I did not argue at the time, because the matter was extraneous to the reason why we were there in the first place, and because our time was limited. If I had had the chance of a one-on-one, I would have explained, argument after argument, and not in the presence of one who was related to Juan Ponce Enrile, and who may have felt slighted by the reference to her kin.

But Senator Trillanes reads, and reads voraciously. Senator Trillanes is a very intelligent man. When everybody thought he was a quixotic choice for senator of the realm, I personally sponsored his inclusion in the Genuine Opposition ticket in 2007, and I was mightily pleased when he won against all odds. Hence you could understand how crushed I was by his defense of Manny Villar --- "Ganyan…ang kalakaran". And I thought we were fighting for what was right, against what was wrong; against what is evil, and for what is good.
http://www.malaya.com.ph/02262010/edbanayo.html

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

revisited: Bible & Cellphone


Ang Cellphone

Ang Bible


laging hawak ipinapakita,


laging nakatago at ayaw ipakita.


binibili kahit libo-libong halaga,


ayaw bilhin, kahit isang daan ang halaga.


laging pinapalitan ng case,


hindi man lang mabilhan ng case.


ayaw magasgasan,


hinahayaang maalikabukan.


bihirang makaligtaan kung saan iniwan,


madaling makaligtaan kung saan naiwan.


mahirap ipahiram, baka masira,


madaling ipahiram, kahit mawala.


laging binabasa kung may bagong message,


hindi binabasa kaya hindi makita ang message.


message masarap i-share.


verse nakakalimutang i-share.


pinapakita ang lifestyle ng tao,


nagpapabago ng lifestyle ng tao.


mabilis maluma,


hindi nalulu ma.


message kung minsan ay late,


laging on time ang message.


kailangan magload para mag-message,


laging fully loaded ang message.


ay mahalagang gamit ng tao,


ay mas mahalaga kung gagamitin ng tao.


Ang ganda di ba? San ka pa?


I-forward mo kaya o itago nalang?

Tuesday, February 09, 2010

Masarap Maging Senador sa Pinas pag kurakot ka


GUSTO KONG MAGING SENADOR NG PILIPINAS

ANG SARAP MAGING SENADOR! Parang si kurakot Manny Villar (Mr. C-5)

Miriam Defensor Santiago was featured in Correspondents last week.

Maganda rin naman ang naidudulot ng pagiging prangka ni Senador Miriam Defensor-Santiago. Ayon kay Santiago , marami ang tumatak-bong Senador dahil sa laki ng budget na ibinibigay sa kanila kada buwan.

Lumalabas na P35,000 suweldo nila kada buwan ay pakitang-tao lang sa milyun-milyong budget ng bawat senador. Kada buwan ay may Fixed Monthly Budget ang bawat Senador ng humigit-kumulang P2 Milyon.

Sa opisina pa lang nila ay humigit-kumulang P500,000 ang budget nila sa Maintenance and Operating Expenses (Rental, Utilities, Supplies at Domestic Travels) at P500,000 para sa Staff at Personal expenses. Kaya para makatipid ang ibang Senador, kaunti lang ang staff na kinukuha nila. Nagtataka ka pa kung bakit mayroong mga Ghost Employee?

Bukod diyan, may P760,000 allowance pa sila kada buwan para naman sa Foreign Travel. At ang masakit pa nito, hindi na kailngan i-liquidate ang mga resibo ng mga gastusin 'yan kundi Certification lang ang Requirement.

Heto pa, lahat sila ay Chairman ng mg Komite sa Senado. Ang Committee Chairman ay tumatanggap din ng budget na sinlaki ng tinatanggap ng mga Senador na humigit-kumulang P1 Milyon din! Hindi sila mawawalan ng Komite dahil 24 lang ang ating mga Senador at 37 naman ang Committee sa Senado. There's food for everybody 'ika nga! Lumalabas na doble ang kanilang benepesiyo at kita kapag sila ay nabiyayaan ng Committee Chairmanship.

Sa P200 milyon na Budget para sa Pork Barrel ng mga Senador bawat taon, awtomatikong may 10% na S.O.P. o kita ng Senador na P20 milyon< /B>. Ito ang porsiyento na ibinibigay ng mga kontratista sa mga Senador na nagbibigay sa kanila ng mga Infrastructure at Livelihood Project.

Bago matapos ang termino ng isang Senador, kumita na siya ng P100 milyon sa Pork Barrel pa lang. Yung ibang Senador mas gahaman, hindi lang 10% kundi 20 - 30% ang komisyon hinihingi sa mga kontratista.

Pansinin niyo na lang ang pagbabago ng buhay ng ilan sa ating mga Senador simula nang manungkulan sa puwesto. Kung dati ay simple lang ang kanilang pamumuhay ngayon ay nakatira na sila sa mga eksklusibong subdivisio n, maraming bahay sa Pilipinas at abroad at mahigit lima ang sasakyan.

Ngayon nagtataka ka pa ba kung bakit gumagastos ng daan-daang milyong piso ang mga Senador sa kampanya para sa isang posisyon na P35,000 lang ang suweldo kada buwan? Bawing-bawi pala ang gastos kapag naupo na!

ANG SARAP MAGING SENADOR! ! !

PLEASE FORWARD TO AS MANY OF YOUR FRIENDS AND LET THE WHOLE COUNTRY KNOW THAT ELECTION IS MORE OF PUTTING AMBITIOUS PEOPLE IN POSITION WHO ARE GREEDY IN POWER, WEALTH & PRESTIGE THAN OF PUBLIC SERVICE... ANG MASAKIT PA PERA NG BAYAN PARIN GAGAMITIN SA ELEKSYON MALUKLOK LANG SILA SA PWESTO!!!

Wednesday, February 03, 2010

WE ARE THE FATHER OF OUR SON!



Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of Passage?

His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone. He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it. He cannot cry out for help to anyone.

Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.

He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own.

The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him . Maybe even some human might do him
harm. The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It would be the only way he could become a man!
Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold.

It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him.
He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm.

We, too, are never alone.
Even when we don't know it, God is watching over us, Sitting on the stump beside us.
When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.

Moral of the story:
Just because you can't see God,
Doesn't mean He is not there.
"For we walk by faith, not by sight."
If you liked this story, pass it on.
If not, you took your blindfold off before dawn.