-Ernest Hemingway
The Action Stars We Idolized in Our Childhood
August 24, 2010
Gunshots fired. The nighttime shows were all cut, news were up. A group of policemen were grouped to arrest one man who was shouting to the crowd that he’s innocent. Onlookers gathered. Each of them had his own business whether to feed their curiousity or just to take advantage of the scene. A bus driver running for his life – ”All are dead. All are dead!” Media all seeking the best place to take a shot. News channels competing to show off who has the most clear camera views. One hostage-taker. Eight dead.
Seeking for entertainment, I went home early last night. I was not fond of action movies. But this time I got hooked, my face a few inches from my 20-year old television. It was real. Not a real action movie. But a real-life hostage drama with action driven theme. I was wrong. It was horror. Too many gunshots. Too many dead bodies.
Fear. Shock. Revulsion. Disappointment. Sympathy.
I literally wished that foreign groups would interfere and save those innocent people inside the bus. By the time I saw our local police prepared themselves, I admitted that they needed help. Desperately. A group of more than ten policemen. With only one shield to cover all of them. One chief commanding them. He had no safety suit nor helmet. Only the proud uniform with no enough cloth to cover his bulging stomach. With no strategies they surrounded the bus, with a firm solid aura. They were too manly that they could replace our local action stars. Equipped with just one hammer, they tried to put open the bus by pounding the glasses. Almost an hour they entertained the spectators with these very well laid-out plans. Gushots from inside the bus. Gunshots fired back by the police.
By this moment, I started wondering. Did these policemen felt that they were just on a training exercise?
Behind those bus curtains were bodies, we didn’t know whether they still have lives or might be still be pleading for life. I shivered just by the thought.
We call them SWAT. Special waepons and tactics. According to wikipedia, they are trained to perform high-risk operations that fall outside of the abilities of regular officers. They have specialized equipment including heavy body armor, ballistic shields, entry tools, armored vehicles, advanced night vision optics, and motion detectors for covertly determining the positions of hostages or hostage takers inside of an enclosed structure.
I call them DISAPPOINTMENT. A noun that is defined by DISGRACE.
Eight people lost their lives. The world witnessed the could have been comedy the PNP presented. But the dead bodies made it as horrific as horror movies.
Our mother nation cried while watching the scene.
Now, she’s standing in front of the world, being stoned with ridicule and mockery.
She lost her face and the greatest challenge written all over her is how to win her reputation back.
time heals but we just don’t know when… hopes and prayer are all i can offer..
Posted by Daf at August 27, 2010, 11:31 am