Market in disarray; Wanted: Manny Dalipe PDF Print E-mail
Monday, 11 July 2016 14:06



He is a helicopter pilot. He flew those darn flying coffins for a president. Having graduated No. 7 at the Philippine Military Academy (PMA), circa 1967, Manuel “Manny” Dalipe was elected vice mayor in 1980 after occupying top government positions: director of the Dept. of Sports and Youth Development and administrator of the then Barter Trade Authority. No trader, bad and secured by heavily-armed bodyguards, would dare spit on the ground and call him out if their cargoes, mostly misdeclared and undervalued shipped in from Labuan, Malaysia and Singapore, are held for random inspection.

For a time, he was Mayor Cesar C. Climaco’s eyes and ears, his Nino Bonito, until things went sour between them. Nevertheless, Dalipe admired the “ways of the Samurai” that Climaco espoused – noble, gentleman, brave and unafraid to die. In those days, there was a crisis between the leader and the oppressed; the domination of the peninsulares against the insulares; the emergence of insurgency by the Reds in the north and the Muslim rebels in the south; the killings of activists; and the oil embargo. It was a society tailored only for the rich and driven towards the tragedy of its own malaise.

Dalipe’s catholic education – having graduated valedictorian at Ateneo de Zamboanga — enabled him to comprehend religion as taught by the Jesuits. A rightist, he never maligned his country, convincing our visitors that Filipinos aren’t savages but educated and peace-loving.

France recognizes Napoleon as its greatest soldier. The greatest professional soldier, they say, is Marshal Ferdinand Foch. Napoleon conquered nations, led countless of marches against Prussia, Moscow and Wellington’s England. He failed in one thing: to realize that peace is above war.

Dalipe was born to be both a soldier and a civilian, and with his brief friendship with Climaco, trained to be a leader. It is with men of his educational background, discipline and high caliber in reasoning and management that our city feels secure. He fully deserves, politics aside, to be appointed full-time CITY ADMINISTRATOR.

The market is in disarray. There are no more passageways for marketgoers as these have been invaded by ambulant vendors who pay nothing to the government. The dirt that transposes into mud when it rains is thicker than a carabao’s skin. I have no doubt that Dalipe shall prove himself worthy of the position, if so assigned to him by the mayor. The market needs proportionate balance relative to law and order thereat. Right now, there is none.

The old waterfront market is what it is – old. No man since the 1950s has managed its state of affairs judiciously. They allowed illegal vending to flourish and never successful in shooing them away even as the legal vendors and stallholders crammed in. Nobody even knows their names. Someone angrily suggested: “Burn it down!”

Manila banished its Echague market when it became evident that it was hampering human traffic in Quiapo. The market in Cagayan de Oro moved to Carmen from the vicinity of Xavier University.

Sus mariajosep. Almost everything is impossible to handle in Zamboanga:  irritating traffic congestion, smoke-belching jeepneys and tricycles, litterbugs, drug trafficking, mendicants, street-children, hopeless homeless, barefooted vagrants in “tapis”.

Men like Dalipe should be hired to put order where there is chaos. The city government should not take shelter from actuality, from the truth, of what the public market has become. The mayor paid it a visit last week, but someone tipped the occupants that she was coming. She couldn’t, therefore, see what was wrong.

Manny Dalipe is the one – if he has yet been chosen. “Great crises produce great men and great deeds of courage.” It is time to repair the roof, as the saying goes, while the sun is still shining. Comprende? Bring in the master builder!

Last Updated on Monday, 11 July 2016 14:23