CORY AND NOYNOY
I wrote the article below when former President Cory Aquino died on July 31, 2009. It appeared as my column "One Voice" in Business World.
I thought I would post it again on the occasion of the fifth anniversary of her death.
It was her death that seemingly reminded our people that there can be honor and dedication and patriotism among government officials. As a result, there was a groundswell of support for the idea of another Aquino Presidency. Sensing the strength of that support, Presidential candidate Mar Roxas, in a stunning act of selflessness, gave way to Noynoy Aquino, his erstwhile choice for Vice President.
It seemed a minor miracle at that time. But for me the miracle is that Noynoy has carried the torch of his parents in the service of the country and has surpassed all expectations. In only four years, he has turned the country around from the "sick man of Asia" to an emerging Asian tiger. As he reported in his SONA, his persistent war against corruption has resulted in tremendous achievements through the CCT, the K-12, infrastructure, health care, ratings upgrades. He has also made transparency a hallmark of his government.
So as we celebrated the 5th anniversary of Cory's death, let us celebrate as well her legacy that his son is upholding - of integrity, of service to the people, of personal sacrifice, of love of country.
FAREWELL TO
CORY
One Voice/Business World
090731
She was a
simple housewife, content to bask in the reflected glory of her Ninoy. He was
always voluble, charming everyone, pressing flesh, arguing points, debating
issues, always convincing others. She made sure everyone was comfortable, that
the table was filled with good food in a home that was always bustling with
guests.
When martial
law was declared and her husband picked up, she became Ninoy’s pillar of
strength, quietly but with grim determination, meeting with the human rights
lawyers, meeting with politicians and friends, even when these dwindled slowly
over time. She suffered the indignities that only a dictatorship could visit
upon its people whenever she visited Ninoy in his cell.
When Ninoy
decided to go back home to meet his
fate, and was gunned down as he stepped onto the tarmac at the airport, she
became once again the pillar of strength, not only for her family, but for the
country as well.
Millions
responded to her courage. They poured into Santo Domingo in unending lines to pay their respects to
the man who declared that “the Filipino is worth dying for”. Millions more lined the streets and followed
his hearse to his grave. Millions more started the yellow revolution – along
Ayala Avenue and in many other main streets and town plazas across our 7,100
islands. They were no longer afraid. They would no longer keep silent.
Pressed into
running for the Presidency against the overwhelming power and resources of the
dictatorship, she gave in to a million signatures and threw the gauntlet down
to challenge the Marcos regime. The rest is history. Piso para kay Cory. Cory’s
Crusaders. The sea of yellow at rallies nationwide. The 500,000 NAMFREL
volunteers who risked their lives to protect the ballot. Uncountable acts of
courage and defiance and patriotism.
And when it
was clear that Cory had been cheated at the polls, the outpouring of anger
became a sea of protest. First at Luneta, culminating at EDSA over four fateful
days of a peaceful People Power Revolution that riveted the attention of the world.
Cory then
quietly dismantled the structures that had propped up the dictatorship, brought
freedom and justice back to the country, and led our people back to social and
economic stability. All this while fending off seven coup attempts by those who
wanted to grab power for themselves.
Despite the
vast powers that she wielded under the Freedom Constitution, she exercised
restraint and prudence to prevent abuse. Indeed, she refused all blandishments
to run again for the Presidency, despite
lawyers’ assurances that she was qualified to do so.
But even as
an ordinary citizen, her moral leadership was never diminished. And so our
people looked to her at every crisis. And she never failed us. She spoke up
when many were silent. She stood up when others kept their heads down. She led
us when no one else dared.
She also started a prayer crusade, traveling around the
country, visiting colleges and universities, speaking at churches, encouraging
everyone to pray – for themselves, for their families, for their communities,
for their country.
Her last
crusade was to harness People Power to address the problems of poverty.
Convinced that microfinance and micro-entrepreneurship was the way to empower
poor families so that they themselves
could lift themselves out of poverty, she convened like-minded individuals and
established PinoyME. It is a social consortium that helps the microfinance
industry in the country by mobilizing resources, finding business solutions to
improve the efficiency of the micro finance institutions, and encouraging
others to invest, to mentor, to train, to support the sector.
Today, we
mourn her passing. We will miss her whom we loved. We feel the loss of her
family as if she were our own. But we know that she would want us to continue
her legacy in defense of democracy, in upholding truth and justice, in reaching
out to the poor among us, and in living
prayerful lives of excellence and integrity. So we cry because we have
lost a leader we admired and loved, and we also cry for ourselves, perhaps in
sorrow that we did not do more to follow where she led us. But we must dry our
tears and look out to see what we can do to keep her spirit alive in our country
and our people. She was a rock of moral values, a beacon of democracy, a pillar
of strength. Let us keep the memory of
her life and the legacy of her moral
compass always burning in our hearts and in our lives.
Hers was a voice
that always rang clear and uncompromising. Let us raise our voices to join
hers. Many of us have joined the movement I Am Ninoy. Today let us also launch
a movement I Am Ninoy. I am Cory.
Mabuhay si
Cory! Mabuhay si Ninoy! Mabuhay ang Pilipino!