Withdrawing consent: People power and nonviolent protest in the Philippines
Redzilla's ongoing coverage of the situation in Burma (Myanmar) brings up some familiar issues and made me dig up this account of the People Power revolution in the Philippines back in the '80s. I experienced People Power firsthand, and I can tell you that this is a good summary of the events that transpired then.
I'm still a Filipino citizen, but I'm married to an American and have made the U.S. my home for almost two decades. It breaks my heart to witness the changes that have happened in this country since 9-11. As I've occasionally observed over at grumblebunny's (she has been tracking these developments better than any other Voxer I know), I've seen this drama play out before. The fear-mongering tactics employed by GW's administration to erode democracy in the U.S. are nothing new. The situation is bad enough, and I dread what may be coming next. But I also know, for a certainty, that it is possible to reverse the terrible changes that have already taken place in this country. Ordinary citizens have the power to withdraw consent from an elected leadership that has betrayed their trust. Nonviolent protest can work.
People Power in the Philippines
In the mid-1980's a popular movement sprang up to oust the corrupt Philippine dictator Ferdinand Marcos. As the resistance gained momentum, two key military officers defected from the government and sequestered themselves inside a Manila military base. What followed was an amazing example of nonviolent struggle as hundreds of thousands of ordinary Filipinos took to the streets to protect the rebel officers from troops still loyal to Marcos.
"What the story of the Philippine revolution demonstrates is the power people can have when they withdraw consent."
FERDINAND MARCOS
When Ferdinand Marcos was twenty years old he was arrested for conspiracy in the murder of one of his father's political rivals. He was convicted of murder and sentenced to prison. The case was appealed before the Philippine Supreme Court. Marcos, a young lawyer with no trial experience, represented himself and won the appeal. He was set free.
At one time Marcos was one of the world's most powerful dictators. First elected president of the Philippines in 1965, he pulled the strings of power like a master puppeteer. He consolidated power by manipulating public opinion, stealing elections, perfecting the arts of political patronage and bribery. Arrests and assassinations kept the public living in fear.
Although the Philippine constitution limited the presidency to two four-year terms, Marcos ruled for twenty years. He achieved this by suspending the constitution (after declaring martial law), and then writing another constitution more conducive to his ambitions. He ran the Philippines like it was his private country club, controlling the military, the parliament, the courts, the bureaucracy, the press and several business monopolies. He and his "cronies" got richer while the country got poorer.
ASSASSINATION
Then in 1983 Benigno Aquino decided to return to the Philippines after three years of self-imposed exile. As a popular politician, Aquino represented the primary threat to the Marcos presidency. For his "protection," a military escort greeted Aquino when he arrived at Manila International Airport. As he exited the plane, there were shots. When it was over Aquino's body lay sprawled on the tarmac. The assassination of Benigno Aquino was the match that lit the fire that would eventually consume the Marcos regime.
THE FUNERAL
The Marcos government banned TV coverage of the Aquino funeral. As a result, thousands of people showed up, wanting to see for themselves what was going on. The funeral march turned into an eleven-hour impromptu demonstration against Marcos.
By not allowing TV coverage, Marcos was using the old-fashioned tactics of heavy-handed repression. He didn't understand what the elites of most modern industrial nations have learned—that there are much more subtle (and efficient) means of controlling a population. Had he allowed, even encouraged, extensive TV coverage and turned the whole affair into a spectacle, people may have stayed home and watched the tube instead of going out and getting involved.
REACTION
The public reacted angrily to the Aquino murder. Rallies and other forms of resistance sprang up in cities and towns all over the Philippines. During the next two and a half years all segments of the population, including the upper and middle classes, joined the struggle to get rid of Marcos. Finally, yielding to pressure from his people (and the U.S.), Marcos called for presidential elections to prove he still had widespread support.
Benigno Aquino's widow Cory, a self-described housewife, ran against Marcos. The election was marked by widespread fraud, with Marcos' thugs beating up election workers and scrambling voter roles. The government declared Marcos the winner.
After the election Cory Aquino spoke to a crowd of one million people at a rally in Manila. She proposed a seven-part program of nonviolent resistance, including a one-day work stoppage and a boycott of Marcos-controlled banks, stores and newspapers. She urged people to "experiment with nonviolent forms of protest" and declared: "...if Goliath refuses to yield, we shall keep dipping into our arsenal of nonviolence and escalate our nonviolent struggle." The revolution had begun.
DEFECTION
On February 22, 1986, Defense Minister Juan Ponce Enrile and Deputy Chief of Staff Fidel Ramos defect from the Marcos government. Enrile and Ramos barricade themselves in the Defense Ministry headquarters in Manila, along with a small group of sympathetic troops. They say they are prepared to die rather than continue supporting the corrupt Marcos regime.
Marcos is not worried about the rebel officers. "They are cornered," he says. They "can be easily wiped out with simple artillery and tank fire." He declares: "I intend to stay as President and if necessary I will defend this position with all the force at my disposal." Unfortunately for Marcos, force is not the same as power, and although he still has plenty of force at his disposal, the sources of his power are drying up.
RESISTANCE
Radio Veritas, an independent radio station run by the Catholic Church, calls for people to surround the Defense Ministry and block the movement of any troops that Marcos might send. Hundreds of thousands of people respond. They chop down trees and park buses in intersections to blockade streets leading to Camp Crame where the small contingent of rebels has consolidated their forces. For the next four days, entire families camp out on the streets of Manila, using their bodies to protect the rebel troops from attack.
A carnival-like atmosphere prevails. Hawkers sell peanuts and souvenirs. People sing and dance and cheer. They talk and sleep and listen to Radio Veritas. Priests hold street masses and prayer vigils. There are spontaneous rallies and processions.
Marcos has a plan: "We'll bide our time, but we'll disperse the civilians, protects them, take care of them, and then we'll hit Enrile and Ramos." He sends Marines, tanks and armored personnel carriers to attack Camp Crame.
Marcos' soldiers and weapons are met in the streets by tens of thousands of ordinary Filipinos who are surrounding Camp Crame to protect the rebel officers.
As the tanks start forward into the crowd, people sit down in front of them.
The tanks stop.
People offer the soldiers candy and cigarettes, asking them to defect and join the rebellion. Young girls walk among the soldiers, passing out flowers.
The blocked tanks start forward again. The people sit tight, holding their ground.
The tanks stop again.
A Marine commander threatens to start shooting. Priests and nuns kneel before the tanks, praying the Rosary. No shots are fired. Finally the tanks turn around and withdraw as the crowd cheers.
Marcos, the power professional, knows the foundation of his authority is perception. Despite his frail health, he lashes out against the rebels with macho bluster: "If they think I am sick, I may even want to lead the troops to wipe out this Enrile and Ramos. I am just like an old war horse, smelling powder and getting stronger." Enrile responds: "He can't even lead himself to the bathroom."
On February 24 Marcos imposes a dusk to dawn curfew. No one pays any attention. By now the Reagan White House, whose support is one of the keys to Marcos' power, is openly calling for him to resign. Troops begin to defect in increasing numbers. Seven helicopter gunships land at Camp Crame to join the rebels.
A small group of rebel soldiers in Manila take over channel four, a government-run TV station, cutting off a Marcos speech in mid-sentence. Tens of thousands gather outside to defend the station while the opposition begins broadcasting news updates and appeals for assistance from Enrile, Ramos and Aquino.
DEFENDING CHANNEL FOUR
When several platoons of loyalist soldiers try to take back channel four, they are surrounded by civilians. A priest walks up and leads the crowd in the Lord's Prayer. People begin shaking the soldiers' hands and giving them McDonalds hamburgers, doughnuts and orange soda. The tension eases. After a while the commander agrees to withdraw his troops.
As the soldiers prepare to depart, a middle-aged woman in an Aquino T-shirt helps a machine gunner wind belts of ammunition around his chest. "There, now you look like Rambo," she tells him. But as the soldier bends down to pick up his gun, it accidentally discharges. Another soldier is hit in the face and killed. It is the only violent death on February 24, the next to last day of the revolution.
VICTORY
On the 25th both Aquino and Marcos hold separate inaugurations. The Marcos inauguration is a pathetic affair, attended by family members and a few paid guests. Behind the scenes Marcos is maneuvering to save face, placing phone calls to influential Filipinos and begging to be allowed to stay on as an "Honorary President," or at least to remain in the Philippines as a private citizen. He must be astonished to see his power, which seemed so absolute only a few weeks ago, evaporate so quickly and completely.
At about nine o'clock that night, Marcos and his family sneak out the back door of Malacañang Palace and take a boat across the Pasig River where helicopters are waiting. At Clark Air base they board a U.S. Air Force plane headed for Guam. Marcos, who ruled for twenty years as one of the world's most powerful dictators, is now just a sick old man fleeing his country like a frightened dog.
When Marcos' departure is announced jubilant Filipinos celebrate in the streets and flood into Malacañang Palace. There is some fighting and retribution against citizens and troops who had been loyal to Marcos, but it is minimal.
After violent revolutions there are always scores to settle, grudges to satisfy, revenge to extract, and the cycle of violence continues. But because the Filipino people created major political change largely without violence, national reconciliation was that much easier.
COMMENTARY
While the Philippine revolution deposed a powerful dictator, it left much of the old centralized power structure unchanged. The U.S. still retained major influence through military aid and bases. The Philippine military remained intact under Defense Minister Enrile, the same man who had gotten rich from political connections while serving as Defense Minister under Marcos. The new President, Cory Aquino, was from a wealthy family. The poor were still poor, and the rich were still in charge. Capitalism emerged stronger than ever.
What the story of the Philippine revolution demonstrates is the power people can have when they withdraw consent. The same dynamics apply, no matter what the issue. Had Filipinos decided to go on and struggle for a more equitable distribution of wealth, the abolition of the military, or a decentralized government that was more responsive to their needs, who knows what more amazing things they might have achieved.
1997
People Power article found here. More info on nonviolent protest at that site.
The pics in this post were added separately by me. Click on each pic for image source info.
Comments
Good stuff, IG, and now we know one of the key elements to nonviolent protest ;o)
I love the phrase "withdrawing consent."
I wish I know what the magic formula was. Why does nonviolent protest work in some cases and not in others? Mr. IG and I have talked about this a lot. I'm still not sure what the answer is. But I do know that it can work. And I didn't believe that before I saw it with my own eyes.
Great stuff here. I know I have mentioned I recall the Philippines of the 1980s, but never why, I don't think.
I recall that time in Philippines government, not because of the shoes, but because that was the first time I think I truly realized that the rest of the world did not live like the USA. I always thought everyone lived free and did as they pleased (except in East Germany and Russia, I guess). I thought everyone in the world had the right to free speech and was protected and had the inalienable right to - I don't what you call it - the freedom to just BE.
When I realized this was untrue, I woke up.
As I've occasionally observed over at grumblebunny's (she has been tracking these developments better than any other Voxer I know)
But 98% of my posts are neighborhood only. Perhaps I will change that for the fearmongering posts in the future, because spreading awareness is a good thing.
My father and I used to try to deconstruct what happened... Maybe Filipinos are just a bunch of Homers, susceptible to the lure of the lure of any donut, regardless of principle. Or religious saps who can't bring themselves to shoot someone just because she's wearing a nun's habit. Seriously? I remember my dad telling me that in our case, those soldiers were just hungry. They hadn't been paid in months. They were just poor folks trying to earn a living, you know? And they were having as hard a time of it as anyone. Faced with a bunch of peaceful protesters who treated them kindly and offered them food and flowers -- they found that they couldn't follow the orders they'd been given. Maybe some of them even realized that they were on the wrong side of the line.
Tough one. I too like my privacy, and my safety. I am afraid of the United States government more than I am any real, imagined, or alleged terrorists. So I tend to keep my blog on lockdown and only post music for the general population out of fear of reprisal from my own government, I honestly believe NO ONE is safe from the US government, especailly not its' citizens.
But I do believe, think, feel that if you were going to make something public, this post would be a good one to do it with.
I have been considering the Burmese Monks, and now People Power, and wonder how is it that they can find the will, drive, and desire to speak up for themselves, but yet people in America seem content to keep their head's up their collective ass.
This post inspires me and gives me hope that if we can wake enough people up, we might have a snowflake's chance in hell to live Free once again.
Anyway...like I said on Redzilla's blob, witnessing this was transformative for me politically and philosophically. And it forced me, against my natural inclinations, to have hope for humankind.
Maybe this is the next revolution. Thank you for reminding me of an amazing time and place, IG.
I am sick and tired of being fearful. I say post and let the chips fall where they may.
Speaking of chips, did you all see this? Heh, and a bag of chips too...
I think one of the major reasons I hadn't heard about this was because I was a wee one at the time, but also because the history classes in my high school (and I took nearly all of the ones they offered) barely touched on Asian history.
Have you ever read Robert Hass' poem "Paschal Lamb"? In it, he's writing about the Vietnam war, but it could be applied to all kinds of conflict situations. He posits that if everyone opposed to the Vietnam war had cut off his/her little finger and mailed it to a politician or a newspaper, the Vietnam war would have ended the very next day. It's an amazing poem and an amazing idea. Every time I read it, I think of Northern Ireland and the Basque region of Spain and Jerusalem. I imagine a crowd of unarmed civilians pelting politicians and soldiers with their own severed fingers.
Anyway, the feds have had a file on me since I was 12--my father was a big league tax evader.
Must go to music class...
I'd send my pinky in to stop the shenanigans in Iraq. Does that count for anything. Anyone else with me??
Our government (current) has spent 7 years turning us on each other so we have a hard time gathering together against them because we are so against each other. While the country worries about Kevin and I getting married, Britney's twidget, Anna Nicole's baby our liberties are eroding and our true freedom is being sold wholesale to the highest bidders. They are elevating themselves to Marcosian levels with their $7,000. shower curtains and Jimmy Buffet Karaoke parties while people still starve to death in The United States of America. Starve...to DEATH! Our society has become so overstructured that people are scared to give up anything for fear that somebody else might have more than they do. They tie up our resources fighting for freedoms elsewhere and we spin our wheels just keeping food on our tables and for long, hard hours daily. We get home and blog and then it's time for bed. Our Revolution is being stolen by our shitty economy. It keeps the oppressed fighters (US) from having the strength to do things as a group. The only people who are organized (through tax breaks and weekly meetings) are the churches who fight against everything that is Godly and humane in the name of misguided politics. The rogue leader of this band of nere-do-wells is our President who has hurt our country and it's people to the degree that I sometimes, perhaps often think of moving elsewhere. Just to be free again. I am a fighter when it comes to injustice. I can't shut up. It works periodically but it also scares like minded people who don't wish to be drawn into controversy. But it is controversy damnit. When something is wrong it is not because I say or think so. It is simply because it is wrong. I see "Lemmings" being used all over the place and I don't think that's a bad thing. We are conditioned to not "follow" any longer. We are enticed to be the leader rather than the follower so we all have big and bold ideas that we want to stand behind and don't take a backseat and let anybody step forward and take over and lead us. We need to be Lemmings sometimes and not just egos that think to ourselves "If only everybody thought the way I do everything would be alright". We turn out en masse to see performers or athletes but try to get somebody into the streets for a cause.
I think posts like this should be public for the mere chance that it will ignite a spark in some person, some group of people who just might take us forward through their message and lead us out of this apathetic slump we are collectively in. IG, your voice has power and you come from experience and high ideals. This is not the stuff stalkers are looking for. They want your bunny pops or your Ipod. In cases like this you have the safety and strength in the numbers of friends you have supporting your message. I defy anyone to interrupt this thread with woeful doubt or hateful negativity. The rest of the stuff is just fun amoung friends but when the Earth needs to move it needs us all to cut off a finger while we push it forward. Thank you and all the other Voxers who do put it out there. I too am learning about privacy issues but it comes from darker places than liberty and justice. It simply comes from ignorance and hate. Not disagreement. You , my dear have a voice that is appreciated because of the message it speaks and because of the way it is spoken. We are everywhere. We all feel the same way and yet it is going on all around us as though how we feel doesn't matter. It does matter and your example here is inspiring to all of us. I couldn't run out of my office and into the streets but I will certainly seek out others who feel this way and join them on the front lines of their choice. I may start out in the crowd but I will never sink to the back of the pack when wrongs are being committed against good people.
We turn out en masse to see performers or athletes but try to get somebody into the streets for a cause.
I was thinking earlier today, I wished the people who pay so much attention to the Next American Idol or Top Chef, or the best dancer, fashion model or what have you - paid even 1/4 of the attention to what's going on around in our country.