breaking news. first posted here at 11:15 am Nov. 15, updated at 11:33: Aksyon 5 news director DJ Sta. Ana broke the story live from Leyte that Energy Secretary Petilla announced that the government has taken over two gas stations in the province for an orderly and rational distribution of fuel. Petilla said that soldiers have been deployed to guard the gas stations to avoid chaos and ensure that fuel will be distributed equitably.
Good work. Decisive. While the President has not gotten any emergency powers from Congress
and some of the senators and congressmen are happily vacationing, someone in government exercised a semblance of “emergency powers” (or emergency powers in its technical, legal sense, the way that it is defined in constitutional law, see yesterday’s blog post below). Don’t use the word “take-over” na lang muna , the President should ask for emergency powers. Lawyers will find a legal provision defending your action under the Civil Code or Administrative Code — we can find a provision. (i never thought lawyers would have a role to play in an apocalyptic event, one would think we’re useless and only doctors, nurses, engineers, journalists, etc. could help). This act of guarding the gas stations and volunteering to distribute the gas using government personnel in an emergency is defensible. In the meantime … Energy Secretary Petilla can say: to save lives by preventing chaos and violence, the government bought on credit the energy supply of two gas stations and government offered to distribute the fuel using government personnel, and the owners agreed.
“theoretical discussants” on television have been repeating the entire two weeks that Janet Lim-Napoles will just invoke her right against self-incrimination in the Senate, and the “task” is how to get around that.
So corny.
sweetie, brush up on practice: Here it is… (free download):
After preliminaries….
Browbeating…
“I don’t know, your Honor…. Uuhmmm…hindi ko ho… masyadong matandaan iyan… (I don’t remember, your Honor)
I don’t seem to…recall, your Honor…
“hindi ko ho alam …” (i don’t know that…)
“wala ho akong matandaan na ganyan…” (i don’t remember anything like that whatsoever whomsoever, eyver and eyver)
Hindi ko ho alam yan… Hindi ko ho alam ang ginawa nila… (i don’t know that… I don’t know what they did…)
hindi ho…. Wala ho….” “I don’t know… I don’t remember… I don’t know to you, este, I don’t know … no sir.. none…. I didn’t know what they were doing…”)
….A teardrop will fall.
A glistening, slow-moving droplet will slide on her erstwhile diamond-peeled skin….
followed by sniffles…
sighs….
suppressed coughing….and…
uncontrollable sobbing….
sobbing… hu-hu-hu….turning to wailing…
And then…there will be difficulty in breathing….
a sharp increase in blood pressure…
rising to 280 over 300…. chest pains,
heaving, fainting spells…
And…..cue music.
Right against self-incrimination? Wal-ley!
Medic!!!! I need a medic here…. Somebody help… Medic!!!!
And off she rides into the sunset….
(there’s a technique for handling the usual i-don’t-recall-i-don’t-remember sort of answer… how to turn it around… but i guess you know how to do that because… your middle name is dazzling-showman-senator…)
