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Monday, February 16, 2026

Vicente Sotto Sr. and Vicente Sotto III: From 1949 to 2026, When Questioning Power Is Called Contempt

*Dr. Rodolfo John Ortiz Teope, PhD, EdD, DM



I watched the video on social media invoking the 1949 Senator Vicente Yap Sotto Sr. contempt case, and instead of fear, what I felt was sadness. Not outrage. Do not panic. Just a heavy, familiar sadness that comes when the law is no longer being explained to enlighten but being performed to impress. You could feel it in the tone, in the certainty, and in the eagerness to end the conversation rather than deepen it. History was not being remembered—it was being used. And not carefully.


The message was clear: “May precedent na. Tapos na ang usapan.” As if law were a spell you chant, not a discipline you understand. As if the Constitution were a hammer you swing, not a covenant you protect. And quietly, beneath it all, there was another message—notice me. Notice that I filed something. Notice that I defended someone powerful. Notice that I am on the “right side.” Preferably noticed by the political frontrunner in the 2028 Presidential Election which is now in the impeachment hot seat.


That, more than anything, is what broke my hopeless romantic heart.


Because the 1949 case was never meant to be a weapon for attention. It was a warning. It was history saying, "Do not use power to bully the judiciary." It was about intimidation, about hovering threats, about a legislator hinting that the Court could be reorganized if it did not behave. It was not about disagreement. It was not about asking hard questions. It was not about constitutional grief.


What Senate President Vicente Sotto III did could not be more different. He did not insult the justices. He did not accuse them of bad faith. He did not threaten them with Congress. He asked a question that many Filipinos have been quietly asking since the ruling came out: Has impeachment been closed before it even had a chance to breathe? That question did not come from malice. It came from concern. From care. From a belief that accountability should not be quietly buried under technical finality.


But concern does not trend. Drama does.


So suddenly, there is a contempt petition. Suddenly, 1949 is back from the grave, dressed up as relevance. Suddenly, history is dragged into 2026, not to teach, but to scare. Not to clarify, but to silence. And watching it, I could not help but feel that this was less about defending the Supreme Court of the Philippines and more about being seen defending someone powerful.


And here is the fact that is often skipped, softened, or deliberately blurred: in the 1949 Vicente Sotto case, there were absolutely no private complainants. No lawyers filed a petition. No citizens asked for relief. No political allies rushed to the court. The contempt case was initiated by the Supreme Court itself, motu proprio, after it took offense at Sotto’s published criticism. The Court was, at the same time, the offended party, the initiator of the charge, and the tribunal that decided it. That historical detail matters. It shows that the 1949 case was born out of institutional sensitivity, not public agitation.


Today, the situation is fundamentally different. In 2026, the Supreme Court is not acting on its own. It is being urged to act by private and political complainants—individuals who voluntarily step forward to file petitions, to put their names on record, to be seen, to be heard, and to be noticed. One was a Court reacting to criticism. The other is a Court being invited into a political performance. Conflating the two is not just sloppy history; it is misleading.


It feels like an audition masquerading as jurisprudence.


What hurts even more is how this cheapens the Court itself. The Supreme Court does not need flattery. It does not need overzealous defenders filing petitions to prove loyalty. It needs trust. And trust is built when institutions are strong enough to endure questions, not when questions are punished.


Even the irony is painful. The very 1949 decision being cited so loudly also said—clearly—that criticism of judicial acts is punishable only when it poses a clear and present danger to the administration of justice. Not when it is uncomfortable. Not when it embarrasses. Not when it challenges interpretation. Yet that part is conveniently forgotten, like an inconvenient paragraph skipped because it ruins the narrative.


And look at how Senate President Sotto responded. No threats. No counterattacks. No chest-thumping. He said he would wait for the official copy. He said he would respond when asked. That is not contempt. That is restraint. That is someone still treating institutions with respect even when those institutions are being stretched.


Meanwhile, respected voices—retired justices, law deans, professors, and historians—have raised the same questions. Are they all guilty too? Or is the sin really just speaking out loud what many are thinking quietly?


What frightens me is not the petition itself. It will pass. What frightens me is the lesson being taught: be careful when you ask questions. Choose silence if you want peace. That lesson does not stop with senators. It reaches classrooms, newsrooms, and dinner tables. It teaches citizens that democracy is safest when whispered.


And that is how democracies don’t collapse. They fade.


I do not believe everyone who filed that petition is acting in bad faith. But I do believe that ambition has a way of disguising itself as principle. And I believe the law deserves better than to be used as a calling card.


History should humble us, not embolden our ego. The 1949 case warned against intimidation. It did not authorize the policing of doubt. Turning it into a tool for relevance does not protect the Court. It erodes the very dignity it claims to defend.


Questioning the Court is not contempt. But using the Court to be noticed—especially at the expense of constitutional courage—that is a different kind of tragedy.

__________________


*About the author:

Dr. Rodolfo “John” Ortiz Teope is a distinguished Filipino academicpublic intellectual, and advocate for civic education and public safety, whose work spans local academies and international security circles. With a career rooted in teaching, research, policy, and public engagement, he bridges theory and practice by making meaningful contributions to academic discourse, civic education, and public policy. Dr. Teope is widely respected for his critical scholarship in education, managementeconomicsdoctrine development, and public safety; his grassroots involvement in government and non-government organizations; his influential media presence promoting democratic values and civic consciousness; and his ethical leadership grounded in Filipino nationalism and public service. As a true public intellectual, he exemplifies how research, advocacy, governance, and education can work together in pursuit of the nation’s moral and civic mission.

Saturday, February 14, 2026

Senate President Tito Sotto: Questioning the Supreme Court Is Not Contempt!

*Dr. Rodolfo John Ortiz Teope, PhD, EdD, DM

I am writing this not as a lawyer reciting doctrines or a political actor choosing sides, but as an ordinary citizen who has watched, with quiet unease, how power begins to change its posture once it no longer expects to be questioned. In everyday life, we know this feeling well. We feel it when a teacher refuses correction, when a leader stops listening, when authority grows uncomfortable with dissent. Questioning is not disrespect. It is how trust breathes. It is how institutions stay human. And yet, lately, Filipinos have been made to feel that when it comes to the Supreme Court of the Philippines, silence is the safest response, and questioning is something to fear. That quiet fear unsettles me more than any ruling ever could.


The unease deepened when impeachment complaints were filed against Vice President Sara Duterte. For most Filipinos, the Constitution is not a thick book of footnotes. It is a simple promise. One of those promises is that impeachment belongs to Congress because it is political by nature—because accountability at the highest level must be argued openly, imperfectly, and publicly by people we elect. Impeachment is not meant to be clean or convenient. It is meant to be honest. When the Court stepped in early and issued a ruling that effectively closed that process before it could fully live, many citizens felt something shift inside them. It felt as if a door meant for public judgment had been quietly locked.


It was then that Senate President Vicente Sotto III spoke. He did not shout. He did not threaten. He did not incite defiance. He simply questioned the ruling and warned that impeachment—one of the few remaining tools for holding powerful officials to account—had been weakened to the point of near impossibility. He spoke not as a provocateur, but as the head of a co-equal branch, voicing concern over constitutional balance. And almost immediately, a chilling thought entered public conversation: could he be punished for speaking at all?


That question became painfully real when, on February 13, 2026, a petition was filed seeking to cite him for indirect contempt because of his criticism of the Court’s ruling. When I read his response, what struck me was not anger, but restraint. He said he would wait for the official copy of the ruling before answering. Then he asked a question that lingered in the air like an unanswered prayer: Ako lang ba? Is he alone? What about those who share his view—retired justices, respected law professors, legal scholars, historians—people whose lives have been spent defending the Constitution, not undermining it? What about retired Supreme Court Justice Adolf Azcuna, Fr. Ranhilio Aquino, scholars from the University of the Philippines College of Law, law deans, veteran lawyers, and historians like Manolo Quezon III—all of whom pointed out what they believed were factual errors and warned of judicial legislation? If questioning the Court is contempt, do we silence all of them too? Or is the real discomfort not with contempt but with being questioned?


The following day, February 14, 2026, Senate President Sotto released a formal press statement. It was not dramatic. It was not hostile. It was almost weary in its clarity. He described the contempt petition as a nuisance suit, devoid of legal and factual basis, more spectacle than substance. But what mattered more was his quiet insistence on something basic and deeply human: that disagreement is not disobedience, that criticism is not obstruction, and that speaking one’s mind—especially on constitutional matters—is not a crime.


He reminded the public that indirect contempt, under Rule 71 of the Rules of Court, requires acts that actually impede or obstruct the administration of justice. He did none of those things. He simply disagreed. And that disagreement, he said, is protected speech under the Constitution. He cited cases where the Court itself acknowledged that criticism of judicial acts is punishable only when it poses a clear and present danger and that courts are not fragile institutions meant to be shielded from dissent. Reading those words, one cannot escape the irony: the Court’s own doctrines are now being used to defend the right to question the Court.


What moved me most was not the legal precision of his statement, but its humility. Despite being targeted, he did not attack back. He said he would respond formally only when asked by the Supreme Court. That is not the voice of defiance. That is the voice of someone who still believes in institutions, even while questioning their direction.


At its core, this issue is painfully simple. Contempt of court was never meant to protect judges from criticism. It exists to protect the administration of justice from real harm. When we blur that line, when we begin to punish speech instead of obstruction, we teach people that silence is safer than honesty. And once that lesson is learned, it does not stay confined to politicians. It reaches teachers, journalists, students, and ordinary citizens who begin to wonder whether speaking up is worth the risk.


The Senate President does not speak merely for himself. He speaks as the presiding officer of the Senate of the Philippines, an institution that the Constitution of the Philippines deliberately placed on equal footing with the judiciary. The Supreme Court interprets the law. The Senate, along with the House of Representatives, makes the law and exercises political judgment. They are meant to challenge each other—not to demand silence from one another. When questioning becomes punishable, equality gives way to hierarchy, and dialogue gives way to fear.


Impeachment sits at the heart of this fear because it is the Constitution’s most human mechanism of accountability. It asks uncomfortable questions about trust and leadership. That is why it belongs to Congress. When judicial rulings preempt that process before it can even breathe, something essential is lost. The response from the Senate President was not rebellion. It was grief for a shrinking constitutional space.


This is not about VP Sara Duterte. It is not about idolizing SP Tito Sotto. It is about whether we still believe that power can be spoken to without consequences. If senators, retired justices, professors, historians, and ordinary citizens must whisper instead of speak, then democracy becomes a performance, not a practice.


I return, finally, to the truth that should never have been controversial: questioning the Court is not contempt. It is how constitutional balance survives. Courts are respected—but they are not worshipped. And if Congress or the Senate President can no longer question the Supreme Court, the question answers itself. No one speaks for the people anymore.

__________________


*About the author:

Dr. Rodolfo “John” Ortiz Teope is a distinguished Filipino academicpublic intellectual, and advocate for civic education and public safety, whose work spans local academies and international security circles. With a career rooted in teaching, research, policy, and public engagement, he bridges theory and practice by making meaningful contributions to academic discourse, civic education, and public policy. Dr. Teope is widely respected for his critical scholarship in education, managementeconomicsdoctrine development, and public safety; his grassroots involvement in government and non-government organizations; his influential media presence promoting democratic values and civic consciousness; and his ethical leadership grounded in Filipino nationalism and public service. As a true public intellectual, he exemplifies how research, advocacy, governance, and education can work together in pursuit of the nation’s moral and civic mission.

Charged for Being There: How Philippine Law Turns Victims into Criminals

*Dr. Rodolfo John Ortiz Teope, PhD, EdD, DM


I still carry the weight of that evening in December 2009, along Masinag, Antipolo, Rizal, the way one carries a bruise long after the skin has healed.


I was stopped—completely trapped in traffic. My SUV wasn’t inching forward, wasn’t swerving, and wasn’t doing anything at all. It was one of those familiar gridlocks where engines hum, tempers simmer, and everyone just waits. My foot was firmly on the brake. Vehicles boxed me in on all sides. I remember thinking only of getting home.


Then the sound came—metal screaming against metal.


A motorcycle burst through the traffic, wild and impatient. There were two riders, neither wearing a helmet. They were forcing speed into a space that simply did not exist, angry at the standstill, gambling with everyone else’s safety. In an instant, they slammed into my SUV.


The impact was violent. Both riders were thrown onto the road. There was blood, shouting, and confusion. People rushed in. Time slowed into that sickening stretch where you realize lives have been altered in seconds. Both riders were injured—seriously—but nobody died. I stepped out immediately, shaken, already bracing myself to help, to cooperate, to do what any decent human being would do.


Then the police arrived.


What I expected—what any reasonable person would expect—was a careful reconstruction of facts: I was stopped. I was hit. I had nowhere to go. Instead, the air shifted. The questions hardened. Jail was mentioned. Detention was discussed. I was told—almost casually—that I could still be charged with reckless imprudence resulting in serious physical injury and that criminal liability was “possible.”


I remember standing there, traffic roaring back into my ears, thinking, "How did this turn into me?"

How does a man who was not moving become the accused?

How does being hit become being blamed?


In that moment, I felt something colder than fear. I felt small. Replaceable. As if truth itself had stepped aside to make room for paperwork and shortcuts.


What followed was not justice. It was pressure wrapped in polite language. Soft voices suggesting that things could be “fixed.” Gentle reminders about how long cases drag on, how detention—even temporary—can ruin reputations, and how court appearances drain time, money, and peace of mind. No one said it outright, but the message was unmistakable: fight the system and suffer, or settle and go home.


So I did what countless Filipinos are quietly forced to do every day. I negotiated my innocence. I paid ₱20,000—not because I was guilty, not because I was reckless, but because I wanted to leave that place as a free man. Because I did not want to spend even one night in a cell trying to explain how standing still became a crime.


I walked away free. But something in me stayed behind on that road in Masinag.


That day taught me a painful truth: in the Philippines, innocence is fragile. It does not protect you. It does not shield you from accusation. Often, it merely slows the damage. What truly protects you is compromise—your ability to settle, to pay, to escape before the machinery of injustice fully locks in.


This is why incidents like the recent LRT-1 case, where a driver who appears to have done nothing wrong is immediately eyed for criminal liability after a tragic accident, resonate deeply with me. I recognize the pattern. I recognize the fear. I recognize that quiet dread of realizing that logic and facts may not be enough.


This is not justice. This is panic looking for a target.


Our system has a habit of confusing injury with criminality. When someone gets hurt, the law does not always ask who was negligent or what actually caused the incident. Too often, it asks, who is nearest and easiest to charge? Presence becomes guilt. Proximity becomes a fault. The concept of reckless imprudence—meant to punish real carelessness—is stretched until it becomes a net that traps the innocent simply because they were there.


And there is a darker consequence to this defect: it has become predictable—and therefore exploitable.


Because the law is vague, because enforcement is sloppy, and because accusation comes easier than investigation, a new class of opportunists has quietly emerged. There are now manufactured “victims”—scammers who stage or exaggerate accidents, who weaponize injury and sympathy, and who know exactly how to trigger fear in motorists. They know that drivers are terrified of detention and criminal records. They know that police intervention often escalates anxiety instead of clarifying truth. And they know that, more often than not, paying is cheaper than proving innocence.


This is no longer just a problem of poor policing. It is a structural failure of the law itself.


That is why this cannot be solved by reminders or internal memos alone. The Legislature must act. Congress must pass a clear, humane, and modern law that draws a firm line between accidents and criminal negligence. A law that explicitly protects motorists who are stationary, compliant, and exercising due care. A law that requires evidence-based investigation before criminal charges are even contemplated. And a law that punishes fabricated claims and staged accidents as crimes in their own right.


Without legislative reform, reckless imprudence will continue to be abused—not to punish wrongdoing, but to extort fear. Without reform, scammers will continue to thrive in the gray areas of the law. And without reform, ordinary Filipinos will keep learning the same bitter lesson I learned years ago: that survival often depends not on truth, but on how quickly you can escape the system.


The law should exist to protect the innocent, not to frighten them into submission. Until Congress confronts this defect head-on, justice will remain negotiable—available only to those who can afford to buy their way out.


And as long as that remains true, the most dangerous thing on Philippine roads will not be reckless driving.


It will be being innocent—and being there.

__________________


*About the author:

Dr. Rodolfo “John” Ortiz Teope is a distinguished Filipino academicpublic intellectual, and advocate for civic education and public safety, whose work spans local academies and international security circles. With a career rooted in teaching, research, policy, and public engagement, he bridges theory and practice by making meaningful contributions to academic discourse, civic education, and public policy. Dr. Teope is widely respected for his critical scholarship in education, managementeconomicsdoctrine development, and public safety; his grassroots involvement in government and non-government organizations; his influential media presence promoting democratic values and civic consciousness; and his ethical leadership grounded in Filipino nationalism and public service. As a true public intellectual, he exemplifies how research, advocacy, governance, and education can work together in pursuit of the nation’s moral and civic mission.

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