Manila
(21 March) --- It was hardly
surprising to many Filipinos that Romeo
Jalosjos would declare that he did not
intend to apologize to the girl (by now
a woman) that he violated. His critics
would call it arrogance — a quality
that may naturally be traced to his high
post on the totem, which is inextricably
linked to his family’s great wealth,
which in turn is the primary force galvanizing
the loyalty of his “constituency.”
Apart from the arrogance, the former congressman
from the southern province of Zamboanga
del Norte may be merely exhibiting the
unrepentant stance of a man of power,
never mind that for all his money and
power, he could not prevent a conviction
of statutory rape and actually did time
for it (albeit truncated, and in lavish
style).
The stance hints of a contempt for females
in general: Up to now, more than 10 years
after his conviction and after being rebuffed
twice by the Supreme Court, he insists
that no sexual assault of a child had
taken place; he is evidently still convinced
that his money had succeeded in transforming
his then 11-year-old victim into a whore,
and therefore, in his reckoning, ripe
for his picking.
And yet Jalosjos declares that he has
been transformed by his years in detention,
and has learned to be humble and to curb
an apparent short fuse. If only to uphold
the idea that the rehabilitation, and
not execution, of criminals is and should
be the hallmark of a progressive justice
system, let’s see him put his money
where his mouth is.
Of course, it can be said that the man
has been doing exactly that. That he spent
quite a sum of money to put up a tennis
court for the inmates’ use and sundry
structures including his own quarters
at the New Bilibid Prison is well known,
somehow cloaking his persona with a bit
of legend among the have-nots and guaranteeing
their gratitude to a patron.
It is said that Jalosjos’ benevolence
has improved the miserable conditions
at the state penitentiary to a certain
extent. Granted. But it must be pointed
out that it fundamentally served to provide
for his own convenience.
And that prison officials — indeed,
Malacañang — could not but
indulge the convict’s ministrations,
and naturally resultant privileges just
shows the sorry state of our affairs.
(Prison officials have long admitted that
the building of private quarters —
called “kubol” — for
moneyed prisoners somehow eases the terrific
congestion in the penitentiary.)
Yet, Malacañang is taking pains
to explain that the commutation of Jalosjos’
two life terms is not a special case,
and that it is not a quid pro quo for
Zamboanga del Norte’s delivering
for its current occupant in the 2004 presidential
election. The Palace appears to be guarding
against a public uproar similar to that
which erupted in the wake of Jalosjos’
“premature” release in December
2007. It keeps harping on a “process”
that was followed, on a law that allows
commutation or pardon for a prisoner with
a record of “good behavior.”
But Malacañang’s protestation
that President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo’s
actions vis-à-vis Jalosjos’
case are “purely ministerial”
rings hollow. After all, the man was,
for all intents and purposes, living the
life at his Katarungan Village digs even
before his formal release. (That address
in Muntinlupa City is actually a luxury
resort, with such amenities as a top-of-the-line
gym, a sushi bar and four cottages.) He
was Prisoner No. N98P-0748, true, but
this was obviously only for the record;
he was hardly so.
Jalosjos says the President is blameless
in his release. He also calls her “a
friend,” casually claiming a place
in an exclusive circle known to include
such types as a reputed “jueteng”
underground lottery lord. For the halfway
attentive observer, many things easily
come to mind when considering Jalosjos’
case as indicative of the existing order:
patronage is one; transactional politics
another.