Mixed Emotions

While reading through an article from the Inquirer about the stories of the victims in the Glorietta Tragedy, I found myself almost in tears. Even if I think that a death of a person can lead into something meaningful, I also believe that the way you died should give justice with the way you have lived your life. And for someone who’s just starting the REAL LIFE (because a lot of the victims are young), it’s just so unfair to have such end.

"Everything in life is only for now, except Death."

The lives of these people can never be recovered anymore. The only thing that could make their death meaningful enough is JUSTICE. First is to know the cause of the entire tragedy. Consequently, to give appropriate punishment to those who are accountable. Unfortunately, the authorities have yet to come up with a FINAL OFFICAL STATEMENT as to the real cause of the explosion.

From LPG to Bomb (because of RDX which is an ingredient for a C4 explosive) now:

"After rescue and clearing operations at the blast site, we have sifted through a lot of debris and rubble and are continuing this procedure in search of IED [improvised explosive device] components that will help us determine whether or not this explosion was intentionally or accidentally caused," Barias told a press conference. (from Inquirer.Net) [Oops, we’re not related BTW, hehe wala lang B vs. V]

Honestly, I'm hoping that the tragedy was all due to an accident. Well, accidents could’ve been avoided but still they are just merely human error coupled with recklessness. Unlike if the explosion was due to whatever criminal form, it’s something hard to understand. It’s something hard to accept. That’s something that can put a lot of people in rage, including myself.

Given that the issue has not been settled yet, I’m still in fear. Although I know everyone has to move on (business-as-usual) I can’t help but to be in paranoia (even if I manage to pass by a mall everyday, since Friday). My Saturday afternoons (if I’ve money) are usually spent on watching a movie. Now, I’m quite hesitant to go to a mall to watch a movie (reminds me of the Megamall bombing). I know this isn’t right. Why do I actually restrain myself from doing what I want because of this fear? Maybe I just need to see that the authorities (from the government – PNP, to mall/building owners) are really serious about their responsibility to check on the security of the people (for the government) and to their market (for the mall/building owners). When I say serious, not the ‘ningas-cogon’ type and not the superficial security (Madalas kasi, pinagdudul-dulan ko pa iyong bag ko sa security guard para lang i-check).