Blush! My soul recognizes greatness – Dr. Lorraine


As you may have probably guessed by now, I am not a shy person. 😀 In fact, I can count with my fingers the number of times in my life I experienced the peculiar emotion, shyness. Yet I look at thi…

By Dr. Lorraine Marie T. Badoy

As you may have probably guessed by now, I am not a shy person. 😀 In fact, I can count with my fingers the number of times in my life I experienced the peculiar emotion, shyness.

Yet I look at this photo of me with the President and it makes me laugh because, ohgollygoshgee look at me—SHY!

And I’ll tell you why. One reason and one reason alone.

My soul recognizes greatness.

And it fumbles and mumbles and is reduced to a puddle of shyness in the presence of greatness.

And I don’t mean that I think he is our savior. I don’t see him that way at all. More than any one president, it is us who will save ourselves.

It’s just more than enough to me that finally, after a long line of the worst of us being installed in the highest office of the land, we finally got it right with an incorruptible president whose heart is clearly for the Filipino people and whose only desire is to serve this country and serve it well. And who is infinitely qualified to lead.

If it were Noynoy Aquino in front of me, what you would see on my face would be a smirk. Make that a SNARL. And most likely, I’d be in handcuffs for attempting to strangle the useless fool with my bare hands.

But I know greatness when I am in its presence.

And I tip my hat to a fellow human being who no longer makes anything about himself. Someone shorn of that pesky ego that has been the undoing of many a great men and women– the fools who forgot their frame and thought they would live forever —and thus stole enough for a million lifetimes—never mind if the cost was our country’s very destiny and the sentencing of millions of Filipinos to live lives of utter and complete desperation.

I love a fellow traveler in life who knows clearly and without forgetting what it is he’s made of —dust, merely dust—and who hasn’t lost sight of his mortality. Because for me, Death has always been the compass by which I have lived my life. I proceed with the knowledge that all these will end sooner than later .

And I detest the fool who forgets this one certainty and uses his brief spell on earth to sow fear and wreak havoc in the lives of his fellow human beings. The way Ferdinand Marcos, Erap Estrada, Gloria Arroyo, Noynoy Aquino did. (There is an extensive list of these assholes, as you know but there are only 24 hours in a day and I have stuff to do.)

They had so much power in their hands and yet what did they do with all that power but, by their unbounded greed and indifference, damn millions of us to live no better than the most miserable beasts of burden.

They could have stopped our country’s dizzying downward spiral and they could have changed the course of our history for better. Yet all they did was turn their faces away from the suffering of their fellow Filipinos and…STEAL. Yup, that was all they could think of: how much they could steal from us.


^fix hair, regain composure^

That was then. This is now.

Each morning, when I go up the steps of the DSWD, I see the photo of this man—Rodrigo Roa Duterte—and I feel so privileged to serve my country under such a president. I seriously need to stop myself from smiling like a fool or breaking into song or dancing a happy jig in the DSWD lobby.

I think it an honor to be on this man’s team, as part of his official family, following his directives –because the direction in which he endeavors to take our country is the very same direction I’ve despaired for us to go all these years.

I don’t know how long he will serve as President because even as I write this, there are serious attempts to unseat him and to destabilize his government— not just a working government—but a most hardworking, highly efficient government. Something we’ve not had in FOREVER.

Not perfect, but where compassion, competence and sincere desire to be of service to the Filipino people is concerned, there can be no question about this: Rodrigo Roa Duterte aka Digongmylabs can deliver.

And I cannot help but clasp my hands demurely on my knees, look with downcast eyes at the floor and be dumbfounded at how our stars finally aligned and we got over and beyond what I had ever hoped we would get.

And in his presence, all I can manage is a shy blush.

In the end, history will judge this man.

I am betting my bottom dollar on ‘greatness’.