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Peace Corp’s killer gets 40 years
 By Charlie Lagasca PhilStar, 07/01/08
BANAUE, Ifugao – Morethan a year after the body of US Peace Corps volunteer Julia Campbell was found ina ditch here, her confessedkiller was convicted of her murder and meted a maxi-mum sentence of 40 years in prison without parole.Juan Donald Duntugan, anative of La Trinidad, Ben-guet, was also ordered to
 pay at least P39 million in dam-
 Juan Donald Duntugan is led out of the courtroom after being  sentenced to 40 years in prisonwithout parole for the killing of US Peace Corps volunteer JuliaCampbell. Photo by CHARLIE  LAGASCA
Snapshot of Philippine Life
 by Ferdinand Edralin
 Big brother 
: A boy carries his sister across a fooded area on their 
way to school in rural Philippines.
 By Paolo Romero Philstar, June 28, 2008
 NEW YORK (via PLDT) – Sen. Miriam Defensor-Santi-ago said Thursday the Philip-
A nationalistlikens manyFilipinos to
the sh in the
ocean. The
sh is awareof other shes
it can prey onas well as oth-
er shes that
can prey onit — but is to-tally unawareof the water it swims in.Such is alsothe case of 
 An American fag is being lowered as a Philip
-
 pine fag is being raised during a ceremony in a
U.S. base in the Philippines.
The inux of foreign tourists from all over the
world is an indication that the Philippines isone of Asia’s travel destinations. Most foreigntourists prefer to go for a vacation inPhilippine beaches more than any vacationsites. One of them is Siargao Beach, consideredas the dream come true for surfers. Its 12-feetwave surge is one of the reasons why the place
is considered as the “Philippine’s Surng
Capital”. See page 18.
Siargao Beach. Photo by Ferdinand Edralin
It was supposed to be a reception hosted by his good friend, long-time SanDiego resident Tony Pizarro during a short visit of Lina and his wife Loryin San Diego. Yet, the evening ended with Joey regaling his new-foundfriends with at least four songs, justifying his insistence to give a sample
Tony Pizarro, right, presents Joey Lina (center) witha citation as Lina’s wife, Lory looks on. Joey Lina sings. RIPE FOR FLOODING: In this image released by the US Navy, a
 fooded river near Alimodian town in Iloilo province fows dangerously
close to buildings. Portions of the island of Panay were among thehardest hit by typhoon ‘Frank.’ Photo by AP 
Central Visayas: A haven for tourists
Dreaming theimpossible dream in anevening with Joey Lina
of a talent that earned him a place inthe Philippine government’s “ThreeTerrors,” err, “Tenors”. – See page 9
(Continued on page 2)
If I lose ICJ, I’llrun for presi-dent – Miriam
 pines has gathered the votesof over 100 countries in
(Continued on page 4)
The tangled relationship ofJuan de la Cruz and Uncle Sam
Juan de la Cruz in the tangled Philippine-US relationship. See page 12.
The Great Debate
Why Filipinoscelebrate June12 and notthe July 4thFreedom Daybestowed by theUnited States
It was President DiosdadoMacapagal who, in 1962,changed July 4th Indepen-dence Day anniversary tothe present June 12th. This
The late President Diosdado Macapagal.
change has generated criticisms as to thewisdom of that move. See page 6.
IndependenceDay, Take 2
Can one give upthe trimmings of the holiday with-out feeling lessAmerican or less patriotic? Indepen-dence Day is andalways will be aday of patriotic re-solve. I think the4th of July is as perfect a holidayas one can get todeclare one’s independence from all trappings beyondone’s means. - See page 4.
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Page 2July 4 - 10, 2008 Asian Journal - (619) 474-0588 Visit our website at http://www.asianjournalusa.com
 ROSES & THORNS  By Alejandro R. Roces Philstar, June 28, 2008
When I arrived from the UnitedStates after graduating fromcollege, our international air- port was in Makati. The build-ing where we had to show our  passports and gather our luggagewas called the Nielsen Tower,
the rst air control tower which
makes the Philippines one of 
the rst to have an international
airport in this part of the world.What is now the Makati andAyala Avenues and Paseo deRoxas, used to be runways of the
airport. When it was rst built in
1937, it was called Nielsen Field,named after an aviation enthu-siast, Laurie Reuben Nielsen,who got Manila-based foreigninvestors to join him in buildingthe airport, leasing 42 hectares of land in Makati.The airport supported thegrowing economy then, espe-cially the mining industry, beforethe Japanese occupation. Then,in response to the expansionist policy of Japan, authorities inthe Philippines set up the UnitedStates Far East Air Force (FEAF)headquarters at the Nielsen
Airport. Commercial ights at
the airport were halted in Octo- ber 1941 and the private carrierswere asked to relocate their ser-vices to make room for the USArmy Air Corps. Now we knowthat Nielsen Tower became the permanent home of the FilipinasHeritage Library located in whatis now called the Ayala Triangle.I had no idea that Makati
would become the nancial
center of Metro Manila andthat I would be residing there permanently. Makati used to beknown as Sampiro. It stood for San Pedro because the full nameof Makati was San Pedro deMakati. Makati was then just anoutskirt of Manila. The timelyarrival of the Americans in 1945saved the town of Makati fromthe scorch-earth tactics of theretreating Japanese. Old-timeresidents were not displaced andthey have served as the cura-tors of Makati’s most distinctiveliving tradition, en baile de losarcos, an arch dance that is the
hallmark of its town esta. The
San Pedro Church, Makati’soldest building arrested in stone,served as the museums.As I have always been curi-ous about beginnings and havealways tried to know the past,one time in my younger years, Ivisited the old San Pedro Church
in Makati and there, for the rst
time saw sagalas during the bailede los arcos. Literally, it inspiredme to write ten couplets. Someof my favorites:San Pedro ZagalasZagalas depict in motionMakati’s soul in devotion.Dance ExultationThrough the arches of timeMakati’s dance sublime.
Old Makati andBaile de los Arcos
Makati in 1963
 Residents of the San Pedro de Makati
 LIFE & STYLE  By Millet Martinez- Mananquil  Philstar, June 15, 2008
Yes, my father makes peoplecry.A man of passion, my father devoted his lifeto business andlaw. He woncases for bothrich and poor  people. Whenhe won casesfor the rich, hewould comehome with a bagfull of money.When he woncases for the poor, he wouldcome home witha bag full of vegetables.“No, you don’thave to pay meanything for myservices,” he told poor farmersin his Zambales hometown. Thattouched the farmers and madethem hug my father and cry.A diehard Atenean, my father would bring the whole family toAteneo to watch Shakespeare’s plays, even if my brother Ramononly had a tiny role on stage. A basketball fanatic, my six-foot-tall father would also make uscheer for Ateneo during basket- ball games. The only piece of  jewelry he wears, to this day, ishis Ateneo ring. He must havelost his wedding ring. And thatmade my mother cry.So very pro-American, myfather likes everything state-
side, from his Chesterelds to
his Fords to his americanas. Henever wore a barong all his life.His lifetime uniform has been hiscrisp, white long-sleeved shirt,well-ironed dark pants and anamericana slung over his shoul-der, if not worn during warmdays.He also had an eye for women
My father makespeople cry
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with brown hair and fair skin.And that made my mother cry.
And cry. And cry. Until she ed
to the United States 30 years agoto dry her tears, never to come back. And my brothers and sis-ters followed her.After highschool, I wantedto take up FineArts, but myfather told me:“What? FineArts is not acareer, it’s justa hobby.” Hewanted me totake up Law. Asa compromise,I enrolled inForeign Serviceand later happilyshifted to Jour-nalism. Then, onmy birthday, myfather gave mea gift — a painting set, completewith oil tubes, brushes, a paletteand an easel. That made me cry.My father worked hard all hislife. One morning when he was80, he woke up at 4 a.m. andwearing his crisp white shirt andamericana, he asked our driver to bring him to a neighbor’s houseand there told the security guardthat he had an appointment withhis longtime associate, Mr. Roco.“But Mr. Roco died 10 yearsago,” the guard told him, amidmy father’s violent protestations.So my father instead told our 
driver to bring him to their ofce
in Makati. There was no such
ofce. “Your ofce building was
demolished in the l970s to giveway to this new one,” he wastold. My father insisted: “Whatdo you mean demolished? I have
an appointment in the ofce, and
Mr. Roco will be there, too.”That made our driver cry.A choosy eater, my father loved morcon, beef steak andSpanish tapas which my mother cooks so well. But now at 87, hehas forgotten to be choosy. Henow likes McDonald’s ham- burger, Coke and chocolates, andgoes into a tantrum if not givenhis wishes. And that makes uscry.When my balikbayan brother Edgar was here, he reserved atable in my father’s good oldfavorite resto. But my father refused to enter the resto withhim, saying he had to ask my
 permission rst. My father thinks
I am his keeper and mentor. Hetold my brother: “Who are you,you are an impostor, I will noteat with you.” And that made my brother cry.When another balikbayan brother, Tonie, came home thisyear, my father hid in the bed-room with his caregiver for onewhole hour. “Do you know me?”my brother asked. ”Yes, youare my youngest son. There’sRamon, Nina, Edgar, Millet,Lulu and you.” Then my brother asked, “Do you remember thename of your wife?” My father replied: “Yes, her name is Nita.She makes good morcon. I missher. Where is she?”Miles and miles away, thatmade my mother cry.
Peace Corp’s killergets 40 years
(Continued from page 1)
ages to the family of the 40-year-oldCampbell.Of the amount, P75,000 is civilindemnity for the death, $12,600or P564,100 for funeral expenses,$871,676 or P39 million for her lossof earning capacity, P75,000 for moraldamages, and P25,000 for exemplarydamages.Duntugan stood emotionless be-fore Judge Ester Piscoso-Flor in the jampacked courtroom of the IfugaoRegional Trial Court branch 34 yes-terday.However, when the court interpreter read the verdict to him in his nativelanguage, Duntugan’s face changedto a pained grimace.Campbell’s elder sister Geary Mor-ris said after the reading of the verdictthat she harbored “no bad feelings”against the people of the province or the country, adding that it was “justa case of a man who made a baddecision.”
 
Page 3 Asian Journal - (619) 474-0588 Visit our website at http://www.asianjournalusa.comJuly 4 - 10, 2008
 AT 3 A.M. By James B. Reuter  Philstar, June 28, 2008
When I was in high school, play-ing sandlot American football, I hada lucky old red sweatshirt. Long ago,someone had cut off the sleeves, justabove the elbow, and the edges wereragged. I knew that it looked awful, but when I was wearing that old redsweatshirt, I was catching impossible passes.My mother was ashamed of it, and bought me a new one. She said: “Wear the new one!” But I pleaded: “Oh,Mom, no! This is a lucky sweatshirt!”So I never wore the new one. Until,one day when I was getting dressed to
 play, I couldn’t fnd the good old red
one. I asked my mother where it wasand she said, vaguely: “It must have been misplaced, somewhere. Wear thenew one.” So I had to wear the newone.Later, I discovered... she had burnedthe ragged old red one! It was then Irealized: if a woman wants something,she is going to get it... Stand back! ...don’t get in her way!* * *I learned a littlemore aboutwomen frommy threesisters. Iused to go toMass, earlyon Sundaymorning,with my sis-ter Dorothy.On one Sun-day the Masswas beingserved by JoeRyan, my goodfriend. He wasthe quarter milechampion of theState of New Jersey,and very good looking.At Communion time I rose to godown to the altar, but Dorothy didnot rise. I climbed over her, and wentdown the aisle myself. As the people’scommunion was ending, I nudged her and said: “Dot! Communion!” But sheshook her head: “No”.When Mass was over, I got up to gohome, but Dot did not come. I whis- pered: “Why?” she said: “I want togo to Communion.” So I went homealone, leaving her to attend the nextMass.When she came home for breakfast, Isaid: “Dot, what’s the matter with you?I told you it was communion time!”She said, “The server was Joe Ryan... No boy that I like is ever going to seeme with my mouth open!”***My youngest sister, Nancy, was theathlete of the family. She dropped outof school in second year high, to gointo competitive amateur roller skat-ing. She was working out, with a pro-fessional coach, for eight hours a day.She had a boyfriend, but when theywon the amateur roller skating cham- pionship of the United States, she fellin love with her skating partner, andtold her boyfriend that she wanted to break up with him. He was crushed.He almost lived in our house for threedays trying to make up with Nancy.But she was adamant.My mother liked the boy, and wasfeeding him, trying to comfort him.
But fnally he said goodbye, and went
down the stairs, with his head hanging.About six months later we were passing through his town, and Dorothyremarked, casually, that the boy hadannounced his engagement to another 
Women!
girl. Nancy burst into tears, and weptfor the next two hours.I said to her: “Nancy, why are youcrying? He never wanted to leave you, but you threw him down the stairs!”She said, sobbing: “Yes. I know Idid that. But I never expected that hewould marry somebody else!”***As a young priest, I was directing“West Side Story” at Clark Air Base.My guide was a black American Ser-geant, who was not a Catholic when hecame to Clark. His wife was a Catho-lic. Often, on Sundays, the Sergeantwas on duty, and could not drive hiswife and children to church. So hiswife wanted to learn how to drive.While she was learning, they hadmany embarrassing moments. But shewould not give up. She would not stopuntil she had her license and coulddrive her children to Mass on Sundaymorning, and to Sunday school in theafternoon.The Sergeant wondered what therewas in her religion that made her sodetermined to raise her children asgood Catholics. He went to the CampChaplain to investigate.Then oneday he saidto his wife:“Come withme”. Theywent to thechurch. Hewas bap-tized andmade hisFirst HolyCommu-nion. He isnow a LayMinister.I havelearned thatGod some-times givesunique qualities towomen for a very good purpose… God draws straight,with crooked lines.***There is a daily texting servicecalled: “One Minute with God”.To reach it on Globe, text: “Reuter @2978”To reach it on Smart, text: “Reuter@326”Deathless DanceBefore Saint Peter’s portalMakati’s dance immortal Not just anyone can be a zagala. Inthe old days, only fair-skimmed girlsof good reputation, and virgins, werechosen. The baile has three parts — the diccho or simultaneous chanting of  prayers, the trono or singing of prayer,and the baile, a combination of prayer,
dance and song. The dance was frst
 performed in honor of Our Virgin of the Rose from Acapulco, a Marianimage brought in 1718 to the Sts. Peter and Paul Church by a Jesuit priest, Fr.Juan Jose Delgado. Today, it is per-formed every June 29 and 30, the feastdays of the poblacion’s patron saints,Sts. Peter and Paul.
In Makati’s town festa, dance (baile)and architecture (arcos) meet and
 blend perfectly.La Danza de los ArcosThe dance of the arches is a penetra-tionTo Makati’s soul in perpetuation.
Old Makati andBaile de los Arcos
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