Corruption, a spoon stuck in the throat


Duterte in his Second SONA used a solid metaphor for corruption. He said, “Corruption persists like a teaspoon stuck in the throat. It pains and disconcerting.”

A spoon stuck in the throat shuns anyone from talking, or, restricted one to swallow. This makes one worry and immobile. Substitute “spoon” with “corruption,” a powerful imagery emerged. It pounced an endemic disease spread throughout the government’s bureaucracy.  Do Filipinos deserve this?

Politicians nor presidents barely eradicate this social disease, because corruption is embedded like the barnacles. Duterte implored, “We need to put an ending to this.” How?

Duterte, in his first year of a mandate, plugged holes of corruption among his presidential appointees. But it didn’t spurt to the bottom. The culture of corruption and inefficiencies thrive.

He started “The President’s Complaints Hotline or 8888,” for people to call their concern against, scalawag, fixer, lousy performer. Yes, they accept the complaints and pass it to the agency concern. But, do these agencies study the root cause of the concern and do corrective measure so that complaints of the same nature don’t occur again?  Duct-tape solution transpired.  If they keep one complainer happy, that’s statistics of their success. Never mind, the recurring same old concern.

Hotline 8888 limits its success because the infrastructure that supports government operations are not robust enough. Soon, if the current setup continues, hotline 8888 groove the same pattern of other agencies’ inefficiencies.

Duterte exhorted people to assert, advised to howl, and make a scene, if they sensed wrongdoing as they transact business with bureaucrats. But most people are passive. They are scared of retaliation. They go the easiest route – give them grease money. Or keep quiet and suffer. That perpetuates corruption. That spoon stuck in the throat, it shuns them from talking.

Corruption is hard to swallow too. People had enough of corruption. They could accept it no more. They decimate of its effect. Worried to death, but confronted with a Sisyphean task, corruption lingered.




I am passionate about writing since I was 18 years old. Slowly, through the years, though sidetracks by other endeavors, my passion never wanes. My writing showed some progress, not as much in pecuniary form, but in psychic income. My writing started to have fruition when my opinion pieces, essays, short stories, ghost-writing graced in different publications. With the advent of ¨Blogs¨ of today’s technology, my writing made a leapfrog.

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