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Enrile’s real ‘inamorata’: Witnessing the progress of his memoirs

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Senator Juan Ponce Enrile. RAFFY LERMA

Since the 1980s, a close circle of friends and I would be at the Ponce Enrile residence for Saturday evening Mass in the Enriles’ private chapel  Cristina  built, for she was a very pious woman, whose piety and many charitable good works would one day be rewarded with the Papal award, Pro Ecclesia et Pontifice.

She had also served once as Ambassador to the Holy See. We would join them for dinner in their elegant dining room with a long rectangular dining table seating 16, beneath crystal chandeliers.

Juan Ponce Enrile would be at the cabecera; his inamorata, as I heard him once call her, to his left. To JPE’s right, in the place of honor, would be the priest who  celebrated the Mass.

Dinner conversation would invariably turn to the book JPE had been working on for three or so years. I would ask him: “Johnny, where are you now in your autobiography?”

Once, he announced: “I’m now in the martial-law years!”

He explained  he himself had typed the draft proclaiming martial law on his typewriter in his study at their Urdaneta Village residence when they were living there in the ’70s. He didn’t want it to leak out, he said.

Turning to us, he said  he could never forget how, at a large function in Malacañang’s Heroes Hall, at the beginning of martial law, the First Lady made the generals wear straw skirts and dance the hula. The ridiculous image of Generals Espino, Rancudo, Ramos, Zagala and Admiral Ruiz wearing lipstick and sashaying in ladies’ heels, was obviously still so vivid in his mind. He said he was so disgusted.

Agreeing, Cristina exclaimed: “Que asco, Tabasco!”

She had a way of making us laugh with her funny rhymes. On one occasion, when JPE reported to her he had forgotten to say something to someone before that person left for abroad, she exclaimed, “Oh Daddy, it’s too late, chocolate.”

Because the biography was my genre when I took my MA in Creative Writing in University of the Philippines, I was most curious to know how JPE was writing his memoirs. I offered my unsolicited advice that he should include setting, description, and dialogue and create scenes; that he shouldn’t just summarize. (Of course, all these I learned from my faculty and thesis adviser, Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo.)

Well, it turns out I needn’t have worried. Certain parts of his book, in fact, read like a novel. I am impressed with his ability to recall and describe in detail how Aparri looked like in those days, mentioning the names of the persons who had touched his life.

I marveled at his prodigious memory, and asked him if he had kept a journal. He said he had notes of important events and his impressions of them.

He had narrated to us a few times how the Japanese prison where he was incarcerated looked like, how he was tortured, and how he escaped. What he had recounted to us is all in his book, a veritable page-turner. I urge everyone to read it.


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  • http://www.facebook.com/eva.torres.1800 Eva Torres

    garbage journalism

  • http://pulse.yahoo.com/_D5PSIAC2E3D5THZH5EGXZ3MJ7I Ricky Salvador

    To Ms. Panlilio: Of course you would urge everyone to read this “page-turner”.  We all understand where you’re coming from…

  • http://profile.yahoo.com/NWS5555HSDDFIVPBZEC2QPBOGM Nelson

    The greatest tragedy is when one believes his own lies! 

  • http://profile.yahoo.com/FGLCSWEISCSAYRSODQ7MEOWLNI yahoo-FGLCSWEISCSAYRSODQ7MEOWLNI

    How much did Enrile pay this author to endorse such Book of Lies?

  • http://pulse.yahoo.com/_VPSXDLCQEZGZDJSX32G7PYHNCI Noel

    Enrile has two reasons for writing the book:  To save himself from being condemned when he dies and to clear his son’s name for the latter’s killing spree during Martial Law.

  • QQU

    LATE and CHOCOLATE don’t rhyme. (But it’s a small matter.) Perhaps, she uses the ‘spagnol’ dragging accent…as in ‘latTE and chocolaTE.’
    Otherwise, if she forces a rhyme of the two words, then it becomes as desonant as Enrile’s autobiography.

  • Richie The Horsie Mcdonald

    This book is consistent with his political campaign slogan: “GUSTO KO HAPPY KA!”

    Yes, providing the people with a comical form of entertainment comparable, as what a previous comment would say, to Hiwaga Komiks and Liwayway Magazine, would indeed make the electorate smile and laugh at the fictional content in this political satire.

    I think Manong Johnny is also popular with another Ramos-era name: “Political Butterfly”.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=646459753 Jon Salonga

    This book is for the bonfires!

  • http://www.facebook.com/fil.dissident Fil Dissident

    A futile attempt to hold on to self-preservation and immortality. Mr. Enrile with, his age and dillusion over the years of power has clouded his vision on facts.
     



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