Foiled abduction of Iloilo editor

“You can't pick and choose which types of freedom you want to defend. You must defend all of it or be against all of it.”

―Scott Howard Phillips

 

By Alex P. Vidal

 

IT has been 36 years since our colleague, former News Express editor Teopisto "Pet" Melliza, escaped from would-be abductors by the skin of the teeth one afternoon on July 6, 1990 outside our editorial office at the Immaculate Concepcion Bldg., Ledesma St., Iloilo City in the Philippines.

Had it not been for staff writer Fems Pedregosa’s cleverness and our presence of mind (we call it "grace under pressure") during the crisis, now Atty. Pet Melliza would have been "captured" and God knows what would have happened next.

It was actually a combination of luck, right timing and a little guts on the part of Fems, who bravely faced and confused the pony tailed male visitor we learned later to be one of the “hired killers” that arrived from Mindanao with a task "to abduct the editor of News Express and teach him a lesson (this statement had been confirmed by the late former Zarraga mayor Orlando Lacson)."

 

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What lesson? Lacson told a small group of "trusted" reporters (he must have trusted me also because I was there) months later in the ballroom of Hotel del Rio that the would-be abductors had been dispatched by a political warlord in the fifth district of Iloilo "in sympathy" with then San Miguel mayor Simeon Suero, who was on the warpath with News Express.

According to Lacson, Suero was "fuming mad" when he narrated to the political warlord how News Express had "tarnished my reputation as mayor of San Miguel." 　

Suero was referring to a headline story a week before the foiled abduction in the paper’s Hiligayon section entitled "Mayor namago, baylehan naputo" (Benefit dance went bankrupt when mayor didn’t pay) which Suero claimed had pictured him in bad light.

Even after President Marcos Sr. fell and President Tita Cory assumed power, extra judicial killings continued unabated targeting and victimizing mostly political activists and community journalists.

Lacson admitted he was privy to the “plot” as he was present when Suero and the political warlord discussed the abduction.

In fact, Lacson didn’t oppose the plan, he said, as he also “had a score to settle with the newspaper” and hard-hitting DYBQ Radyo Budyong anchorman Rani Jangayo.

The newspaper and Jangayo both had criticized Lacson as “protector” of illegal gambling in his town.

 

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At this juncture, Jangayo’s colleague, the late broadcaster Antonio “Tony” Laniog, who had one drink too many, berated Lacson. "Yots, ano kamo mamatay taga media? Patyanay na lang ta di ho" (So you want to kill us, media men? We might as well start killing each other here now).

The late Gus Bacabac, a former Capitol official and friend of both Lacson and some media men present, pacified Laniog. "Ton, tama na ina. Hinaya lang tingog mo" (Ton, that’s enough. Just minimize your voice).

The situation became tense when Lacson stopped talking and turned his back like looking for somebody behind him.

One Francis Terania later approached and whispered something to Lacson. Bacabac pointed his finger at Terania and ordered him in a loud voice to "Get out! You are not included here."

Lacson and everyone in the group knew Laniog, then president of Capitol press corps, had a .45 caliber gun tucked in his waist. The atmosphere was so tension-filled that everyone started leaving as soon as silence beckoned.

"Upod lang ta ya pre puli a (I will go with you, buddy)," the late Alex Sumagaysay, a colleague of Laniog and Jangayo, told me. No untoward incident happened. We dispersed at past 1 o’clock in the morning.

 

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Atty. Melliza had nothing to do whatsoever with Suero’s supposed agony.

It was Fems, in charge of the Hiligaynon page, who wrote the story about the benefit dance after being tipped off by an SK official whose association had hosted the benefit dance.　

In the SK official’s allegations, Suero and his bodyguards did not pay when they entered the dance hall. Because many of them were armed, residents who wanted to join the dance, shied away.　

Going back to our editorial office. The male visitor, who was allowed to go upstairs by printing press workers, was looking for “Pet.”

Fems became suspicious when the visitor refused to give details about his purpose and did not identify himself.

She excused herself from the visitor and whispered to me, "Lex, sugataa to si Pet sa dalum kon e nga indi anay magsaka kay diskompiado gid ako sa tawo nga ini (Lex, go wait for Pet downstairs and tell him not to enter our office yet because I don’t trust this guy here)."

 

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I went downstairs and saw the visitor’s other cohorts some 50 meters away (their vehicle was parked near a barber shop) from the Malones Printing Press.

They were restless and looking from one direction to another like watching a "live" tennis match.　

I went back inside and exited through the back door (going to the now Mary Mart Mall) where I met the unsuspecting editor. "Pet, indi ka anay magsaka kay delikado (Pet, don’t go upstairs yet; it’s dangerous)," I told the editor. We left the area.

The thugs had to endure about two to three hours waiting for nothing. They left empty handed.

While we were drinking coffee at Central Market several years later, Suero, who was no longer mayor, confessed to me his knowledge about the issue. "Wara ron to a. Nadala lang ko to sa emosyon ko" (Let’s forget everything. I was only then carried by my emotion).

How many journalists have been murdered in cold blood only because the likes of Suero were "only carried by their emotions?"　

Suero, who was weak and limping during our coffeeshop talk, has died.

(The author, who is now based in New York City, used to be the editor in chief of two leading daily newspapers in Iloilo, Philippines—Ed)