Showing posts with label Justice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Justice. Show all posts

Monday, 29 August 2016

Riptide of Injustice

If I could kill someone right now, I would not. But the INTJ in me could think of ways to fare better. Yet I am holding my peace.

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Well, I am frustrated at the moment. And now I am truly angry that my disappointments have turned into loathing. This injustice has been going on for long. To say it's "already too much" is an understatement.

But as I have said, I am holding my peace.

My anger, when unleashed, strikes like a double-edged sword. The injury I get is the LORD's judgment, which I wish not to suffer. For who can stand before the LORD, our God who is a consuming fire? He who avenges the oppressed?

For now I present this injustice before the God who sees everything, even that which is hidden in dark. I leave vengeance to the LORD of Hosts, to Him who executes judgment to everyone.

My anger wishes to consume like a fire, but satisfaction shall not come. Thus, this course is what's left of me. It's the best and most appropriate one I know at this moment.

May God judge between you and me.

Tuesday, 5 July 2016

All I Want

I just wrote a blog entry but I knew from my deepest core that I want to and must write another one albeit unsure what about. Then I heard Susie Suh's All I Want. ♫♫

Flashback.

Right now, I am recalling what I saw earlier. Just before that, I thought of something fun that happened here in the office. At the moment, I am thinking of the song I am listening to as well as what I did earlier, which I just wrote about. Walk-through. I also read about something, which got me thinking, "What now?"

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Today is the Philippine Air Force's 69th Anniversary. President Rodrigo Duterte was of course present and gave a speech, which was another that segued from the day's event. It was no surprise. What surprised everyone though, but perhaps with the exception of PNP Chief Ronald "Bato" Dela Rosa, was the name dropping of alleged PNP officials involved in drug trafficking.

Three of the mentioned names were already retired, with one of them serving as a mayor of a Cebu town, while two are still active but were said to be relieved from duty. How bold of Pres. Duterte!

Although the president and the PNP chief have the names and evidence, I still pray that the five PNP officials will be given due process of the law. And may they and their families be safe! For the love of justice, may no one come after them. But perhaps that was one of the reasons, among others, that Pres. Duterte named them publicly so as there would be no need for the vigilantes to come after them.

Now this got me thinking, what if they are really guilty and connected with high calibre drug lords? What if these drug lords would come after them fearing that these officials would surrender and name names? Heavens forbid that something wicked happen to them!

I still believe in the due process of law and I won't be satisfied with a 'justice' based on lies. That's no justice at all!

Monday, 27 June 2016

Justice in waiting

"Justice delayed, justice denied."

Saigo made matte'ru..


When the end comes yet there is none
The justice I've longed and asked for
I will speak of it but only if you ask.
Know then for sure that I waited
With patience of mercy and gentle endurance
And you will not question why.

You will let go and have nothing to bargain
For certainly I have none left to give
Neither is left on the table for us both.
Days and weeks have gone past
Months turned into season and more
Yet I held ground with hope.

Justice I sought for surely the day will come
That heavens shall answer with righteous judgment
Not even the universe can withstand.
So go now and give me what I ask
Before time ends for both of us
For until then my peace I shall hold.

Friday, 21 August 2015

12 Years a Slave

I was in Power Books at Greenbelt when I thought of buying a classic work. Instead of a typical novel, I decided to go for 12 Years a Slave, an autobiography of Solomon Northup, a free but coloured man who was abducted and sold into slavery. He was born free but suffered the unfortunate fate of some of his fellows. Thankfully, and praise God for that, Northup did not die a slave. He was able to reclaim his freedom and be united with his family albeit after 12 years.

What made me buy this book was my now interest in biographies. I've already bought a few at least a year ago but I haven't really made it a personal interest to collect some, not even a few. I went for 12 Years a Slave because it's an actual account of someone who was made a slave. He was not just a slave, though only for a period of time, but he was an outsider who experienced slavery. His view of the system was obviously different because he was not born into it but was fully treated as if he was.

I remember crying hard, not just once nor twice, when I read Solomon's story. 12 Years a Slave is heart-breaking. I can only imagine what it was really like. We should thank the great men and women who did their part to put a stop into this wicked practice.

I could say Northup bore the experience of slavery "for us." In our time and generation, I believe we can't appreciate the system. We may, and will definitely, raise a brow seeing men brutally hurt by their masters nowadays. But what was it like for the masters back then? How on earth could they dare and stand to hurt a human being to the point of almost death? Why would they treat and consider another human a mere property no less than a farm animal? And for what? Because they were born black? A negro? Who started that wicked thought?

Back then, slavery was a norm. It was legal and perceived as natural as purchasing anything. But how the masters treated their slaves was another story. Having servants may have been mentioned in the Bible more than a dozen times but some seemed to have forgotten that God also cares for the slaves, basically anyone who is maltreated and oppressed by their masters and the society. We were taught or told that rampant sexual immorality caused God to fire sulfur at Sodom and Gomorrah, but only few realized that it was not the only reason. Too much wickedness abound in both cities. Cries of oppression reached the heavens. There was too much injustice in Sodom and Gomorrah.

There was a day, while I was still reading this book, when I got so upset with our driver that I wanted to call him and tell him words that were not nice. I was so upset because he did something wrong and cost me. Then I remembered 12 Years a Slave and those wicked masters mentioned by Northup. What makes me different then? Of course I couldn't and wouldn't whip our driver but my words, those I intended to lash him with, would probably have had the same effect. I grieved that such wicked intent came into me.

"A man with a particle of mercy in his soul would have not beaten even a dog so cruelly." This is my favourite quote from the book. Today, we grieve the death of an animal but back then a slave beaten to death would be justified because of the slave's disobedience. It's hard to grasp. Perhaps.

I looked into today's, our time's, society. How do we treat people with lower economic status or lower social rank than us. The latter, I dare say, is absurd. But yes, how do we treat our house helpers if we have one? How about our drivers? And those utility workers in our company?

How Solomon recalled his story was very impressive. He was obviously an educated man. His accounts also showed that he was not discriminate for he did not withhold the good characters of his master William Ford. He even understood why some people even young ones were indifferent to the slavery system. And yet, Samuel Bass was spot on when he asked, "Is everything right because the law allows it?"

I quote in chapter 18, when Solomon was referring to his master's son of ten or twelve years of age. "The child is father to the man," and with such training, whatever may be his natural disposition, it cannot well be otherwise than that, on arriving at maturity, the sufferings and miseries of the slave will be looked upon with entire indifference. The influence of the iniquitous system necessarily fosters an unfeeling and cruel spirit, even in the bosoms of those who, among their equals, are regarded as humane and generous." And I totally agree to that. They thought and believed that slavery was ok and that they could do whatever they want to their slave, whom they considered a property. And yet they have forgotten mercy. Showing none will grant them none.

We should all remember that the day will come for the prayers of the slaves to be answered. A time will come for justice and judgment. It will be "a terrible day of vengeance when the master in his turn will cry in vain for mercy."