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Saturday, January 31, 2026

BJMP, Continuity, and Integrity: Why Changing Commanders Mid-Battle Is a Dangerous Gamble

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


Military history repeatedly teaches a hard lesson: changing a commander in the middle of a war is one of the most dangerous decisions a state can make. Even a capable successor needs time—to understand the terrain, assess the adversary, establish trust, and impose command authority. During this transition, confusion emerges, discipline weakens, and opponents search for vulnerabilities. Wars are rarely lost for lack of plans; they are often lost because continuity is broken at the most critical moment.


The same principle applies to institutions entrusted with enforcing the rule of law.


Today, the Bureau of Jail Management and Penology (BJMP) is engaged in a high-stakes institutional struggle—not against a foreign enemy, but against corruption, undue influence, and the manipulation of custodial systems by powerful detainees. These are not ordinary inmates. They include individuals implicated in major drug-related scandals, politically exposed persons, and suspects in sensational crimes such as the missing sabungeros cases. Managing them requires not only routine detention, but sustained institutional discipline under pressure.


In recent years, the BJMP has consolidated its integrity under the leadership of Jail Director Ruel Rivera, with firm policy direction and oversight from Secretary Jonvic Remulla. This period has been defined not by rhetoric, but by concrete policies, operational safeguards, and accountability mechanisms designed specifically to withstand the pressures posed by high-profile inmates.


Crucially, these reforms have already been tested. The BJMP has demonstrated operational readiness through its handling of politically exposed and highly influential detainees, including Arnie Teves, as well as individuals involved in major drug-control scandals. These cases served as real-world stress tests—revealing whether rules could hold, whether personnel could resist influence, and whether command authority could be enforced without exception. The institution did not falter; it adapted and held the line.


It is precisely for this reason that leadership continuity now matters.


A sudden change in management—new leadership, new pacing, new policy emphases—inevitably creates a period of transition. In theory, transitions are orderly. In practice, they generate uncertainty. Decision-making slows, enforcement styles shift, and informal actors test boundaries. In custodial environments housing highly connected inmates, such moments are not neutral; they are opportunities.


High-profile detainees do not operate in isolation. They possess money, influence, and entrenched networks that extend beyond prison walls—into politics, business, and even law-enforcement institutions, including the Philippine National Police and other agencies. When leadership continuity weakens, these networks become active, seeking favors to regain, privileges to negotiate, and cracks in the system to exploit. Historically, anomalies in jail management rarely begin with open defiance; they begin during transitions.


For this reason, continuity in BJMP leadership should not be mistaken for resistance to reform. On the contrary, it is a strategy to protect reform. Stability preserves institutional memory, sustains discipline, and prevents the reopening of informal channels that reforms were designed to close. Just as a battlefield commander maintains momentum to deny the enemy an opening, institutional leaders must maintain continuity to deny corruption the space to regroup.


In the final analysis, the credibility of the BJMP—and the state’s broader commitment to equal justice—will not be measured by the number of policies announced, but by the endurance of those policies when tested by power, money, and influence. At moments like this, changing commanders mid-battle does not signal strength. It risks surrendering hard-won ground.


Continuity, when anchored in proven leadership and institutional integrity, is not stagnation. It is how reform survives.

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*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.

Friday, January 30, 2026

Senate President Tito Sotto vs. Technical Justice: When Accountability Is Denied

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


I remember one morning when I lined up at a government office long before the doors opened. I was not there as an ordinary citizen, but as someone who works with public institutions—law enforcement, public safety, education. I had taught rules. I had enforced rules. I believed in rules. I brought every document I was told to bring. I waited patiently. When my turn finally came, the clerk looked at the papers, paused, and gently said I lacked one requirement—something never mentioned, something invisible until that moment. The transaction stopped. No argument, no explanation, no appeal. Balik na lang po kayo.


I walked out feeling something heavier than inconvenience. I felt how power hides behind procedure. I felt how truth can be postponed—not because it is wrong, but because it is inconvenient.



That feeling returned when I listened to Tito Sotto III, Senate President of the Philippines, react to the Supreme Court’s ruling on the impeachment of Vice President Sara Duterte. When he called it a “sad day for constitutional law,” I did not hear a politician posturing. I heard a voice that recognized a familiar pattern: accountability reaching the door of power, only to be turned away because the paperwork was not perfect.


I say this not as a partisan, but as an educator, a public-safety professional, and a political analyst. In my classrooms and briefings, I have always taught that accountability is not about punishment. It is about answering. In uniformed service, when something goes wrong, the first duty is to explain—clearly, publicly, honestly. We do not fear investigation if we believe we acted within our mandate. What we fear, and what we fight against, is a culture where procedure becomes a refuge from truth.


This is why Senate President Sotto’s warning that impeachment is becoming an “impossible dream” feels painfully real. For ordinary citizens, the law already feels like a maze. But we accept its complexity because we believe that at the highest levels of power, accountability remains reachable. We believe that when allegations are serious—when public funds, public trust, or abuse of authority are at stake—there will at least be a public reckoning.


When impeachment is stopped not by evidence, not by debate, not by acquittal, but by technicalities—by disputed dates, filing mechanics, or alleged notice defects—the message sent to the public is devastating. It is not that the allegations lack substance. It is that substance no longer matters if procedure can be used skillfully enough. In public safety, I have seen what this does to institutions. It teaches people to look for loopholes instead of answers, shields instead of responsibility.


Legal experts will, of course, challenge Sotto’s position. Some will say the Court merely applied doctrine. Others will insist that procedure is the backbone of due process. As someone who teaches governance and respects the rule of law, I do not dismiss these arguments lightly. But what Sotto is pointing to goes far beyond black-letter law.


Impeachment is not an ordinary case. It is not a trial in the usual sense. It is a constitutional, political, and moral mechanism meant to translate the people’s trust into accountability. When judicial interpretation reshapes that mechanism in ways that make accountability nearly unreachable, the issue stops being purely legal. It becomes democratic. It becomes ethical. It becomes human.


The real question is no longer whether every procedural step was immaculate. The real question is whether the Constitution’s spirit—that no one is beyond questioning—has been quietly sacrificed on the altar of technical perfection. In this light, Sotto’s critique is not anti-law. It is pro-democracy. Law without accountability becomes ritual. Procedure without purpose becomes obstruction.


I have always told my students that the House of Representatives is not supposed to be graceful. It is supposed to be loud, emotional, sometimes uncomfortable—because it carries the raw voice of the people. It is where anger, suspicion, and hope are supposed to find expression. When the Supreme Court of the Philippines narrows the House’s power through technical gates that only lawyers can navigate, the injury is not just institutional. It is personal. It is felt by voters who begin to wonder whether their voices still matter.


Courts are unelected, and that is by design. Their authority rests on restraint, clarity, and public trust. When interpretation begins to feel like intervention, trust erodes quietly. People do not protest immediately. They grow tired. They disengage. They stop believing.


From years in public-safety education, I know this truth as well: once people believe they are insulated from accountability, behavior changes. Ethics weaken. Risk-taking increases. Responsibility fades. That is why concerns about judicial overreach are not attacks on the judiciary. They are defenses of balance. When interpretation slides into legislation—when requirements appear that were never clearly written—the system begins to create a protected class. Officials shielded not by innocence, but by technical mastery.


In such a system, public officials no longer fear the judgment of the people. They fear only procedural missteps. And with enough resources, even that fear disappears.


As an educator, I teach substance over shortcuts. As a law enforcement and public safety researcher, I teach responsibility over excuses. As a political analyst, I know that democracy does not survive on perfect procedures alone. It survives on good faith.


To stand with Senate President Tito Sotto is to insist that serious allegations deserve daylight. A trial is not a conviction. It is a conversation with the nation. By ending impeachment on technical grounds, the Court did not answer the people’s questions. It postponed them—buried beneath legal language many citizens will never understand.


That may satisfy form. But democracy asks for more than form. It asks for courage.


And from where I stand—having taught those entrusted with authority, weapons, and lives—when accountability becomes an “impossible dream,” it is not the dream that fails.


It is the system that has forgotten whom it was built to serve.


*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.

Thursday, January 29, 2026

The Final Two Years: Can a New Philippines Survive the Old Ways?

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


I woke up this morning to the familiar, heavy hum of a Manila Monday—the distant roar of the MRT, the smell of burnt coffee, and that persistent, nagging feeling every Filipino carries like a second skin: skepticism. It is January 2026. As I sit in this small café in Quezon City, watching the monsoon rain blur the window, I realize we are standing at a precipice. The clock toward 2028 is no longer just ticking; it is pounding. For President Bongbong Marcos, these next two years aren't just the home stretch of a term; they are the final window to prove that Bagong Pilipinas is a structural reality, not just a branding exercise.


I do not look at this landscape merely as a concerned citizen, but through the specific lens of my life’s work. As a Multi-Disciplinary Doctor in Management, an educator in Organizational Development, and a Professor of Doctrine Development, I have spent decades dissecting how institutions fail and how they function. I know that culture eats strategy for breakfast, and nowhere is that truer than in the Philippine government. We have been promised "new eras" so often that we’ve become experts at spotting the rust beneath the fresh paint. But as I watch this administration enter its twilight years, I see something different—a shift in doctrine that suggests the President finally understands that to save his name, he must dismantle the very machine that many assumed would be his greatest shield.


The Ghost in the Room


Let’s be honest: for PBBM, this isn't just about governance. It’s personal. Every time a headline about a multimillion-peso "intelligence fund" or a "ghost bridge" pops up, it’s not just a policy failure; it’s a ghost from his family’s past knocking on the door. I saw him in a briefing recently. He looked... tired. Not the "I need a vacation" tired, but the "I’m realizing how deep the rot goes" tired. There’s a human element to a man trying to outrun a shadow. He knows that if he exits in 2028 and the same old hands are still in the same old pockets, his presidency will be dismissed as a mere intermission. To suppress corruption, he has to be the one to break the machine his own circle helped maintain. From an organizational behavior perspective, he is attempting the most difficult maneuver in leadership: changing the culture of the organization while the organization fights back.


When the "Untouchables" Touched the Ground


The narrative changed for me in late 2025. We all remember the "Baha sa Luneta" protests and the "Trillion Peso March"—half a million people standing in the rain, not for a political party, but because ₱500 billion in flood control funds had seemingly vanished.


Historically, a leader would retreat into rhetoric. Instead, we saw a doctrinal shift. The establishment of the Independent Commission for Infrastructure (ICI) under Executive Order 94 felt like a rupture. When the axe fell on "big fish" contractors and even high-ranking cabinet allies, the air in the coffee shops shifted. It wasn't just "politics as usual" anymore. Seeing the President sign the ₱6.79-trillion 2026 budget with explicit "corruption guardrails" was a moment of cautious, heart-pounding hope. As a Doctrine Development Professor, I see this not just as enforcement, but as the rewriting of the rules of engagement in good governance—establishing that political proximity no longer guarantees immunity.


Killing the "Lagay" Culture via Smartphone

For me, the real victory isn't in the courtrooms; it’s on my phone. I used to keep a "buffer" of extra cash in my wallet whenever I had to deal with a government office—you know, for the "fixer" or the "facilitation fee." Today, the eGovPH Super App has changed the game.


  • The "Middleman" is Dead: With over 18 million of us now using the app, the "fixer" at the gate is starving. You can’t bribe a digital ledger. In management theory, we call this "disintermediation"—removing the human layer where value is extracted and corruption breeds.
  • Real-Time Accountability: I used the Sumbong sa Pangulo portal last month to flag a road project in a certain barangay that had been "under construction" for three years. Two weeks later, a verification team was on-site. That kind of responsiveness used to be a myth.


The Loneliest Path to 2028


As the 2028 elections loom, PBBM is entering the most dangerous phase of his term. He is pushing for a scaled-down Anti-Dynasty Law—a move that sounds like political suicide for a man from a dynasty. But looking at this through my background in Organizational Development, I see it for what it is: a structural intervention against the "local fiefdoms" that bleed our national budget dry.


"Suppression isn't a one-time event; it’s a chokehold on a system that is used to breathing easy."


He is betting his entire legacy on the idea that he can be the one to finally say, "Mahiya naman kayo" (Have some shame), and actually mean it. He’s letting the axe fall even when it hits close to home, and that is a lonely, necessary path. He is dismantling the informal power structures that have defined our politics for generations.

 

My Verdict


I’m still a skeptic. It’s in my DNA as a Filipino. But as I finish my coffee and head back into the Manila rain, I feel a shift. I don't think corruption will be "dead" by 2028—that is a fairy tale for the naive. Corruption in our islands is an ecosystem, a living thing that adapts. But what I do see is a concerted effort to suppress it. It is being pushed into the dark corners where it is harder to breathe, replaced by digital walls and independent audits.


If PBBM stays this course, he won’t just have cleaned the government; he’ll have redesigned it. And for the first time in a long time, I think we might be building something that won't just wash away in the next monsoon. As a Doctor in Management, my diagnosis is clear: the patient is still critical, but for the first time in decades, the treatment is actually attacking the disease, not just the symptoms.

 

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 *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.

 

Teresa, Rizal: When Billions Flow in Corruption to Flood Control and a Municipality Bothered by a Water Crisis

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


The last time I visited Teresa, Rizal was in the late 2009 and early 2010, during the intensity of a national and local election campaign. I remember a modest town—quiet, familiar, unassuming. It did not have much, but it did not feel deprived. People lived simply, and life moved with a certain balance.


Years later, I returned—not for politics, not for speeches—but to visit a friend. I was honestly amazed. Teresa had changed. Roads were better. Houses looked sturdier. Small businesses had grown. On the surface, it looked like progress had finally arrived. The town felt more alive, more confident, more connected to the present.


And then my friend said something that unraveled everything.


She told me that taking a bath had become rare.


Not occasional. Not seasonal. Rare. Something you wait for. Something you plan around. Something you miss. She spoke calmly, almost casually, as if this were now normal. Laundry was postponed for days because water might come late at night—or not at all. Dishes stayed longer in the sink, grease hardening, not because of neglect but because water simply was not there. “You plan your life around water,” she said, quietly.


That was the moment progress began to feel hollow.


This is how governance failure enters a home—not with sirens or headlines, but with small humiliations repeated daily. In Teresa today, dignity is rationed. Cleanliness depends not on discipline, but on pressure, timing, and luck. Life is measured in buckets.


As of late 2025 and into early 2026, this has become the daily reality across barangays like San Gabriel, Calumpang, May-Iba, Poblacion, Dulumbayan, and even along Roman Roxas Road. Residents endure unpredictable daily interruptions, low pressure, and in some cases outages lasting up to four days. Four days of deciding whether water is for bathing, cooking, or washing clothes. Four days of quietly lowering one’s standards of dignity just to get through.


Water trucks now arrive where pipes have failed, turning what should be a basic service into a temporary mercy. Emergency repairs are announced again and again. Pipes break. Pumps fail. Pressure disappears. Explanations change, but the outcome remains the same—the water does not come. And hanging over all of this is a deeper fear, rarely spoken aloud: studies have long warned that the Morong–Teresa sub-watershed faces serious sustainability risks, even the possibility of drying up. Which means this suffering is not only present—it may be permanent if nothing changes.


It is here that the cruelty of national priorities becomes unbearable.


While families in Teresa store water like treasure, the nation talks in billions. Billions of pesos allocated to flood-control projects. Billions justified in the name of safety and protection. Billions that, again and again, become entangled in allegations of corruption, overpricing, and ghost projects. Hearings are called. Promises are made. Outrage cycles through the news. Money flows swiftly through contracts and committees.


But water does not flow through pipes.


Flood control is supposed to protect life. Yet corruption within it creates another kind of disaster—one that does not come with storms, but with silence. A slow disaster that settles into homes and bodies. While rivers are “managed” on paper, a town like Teresa cannot meet the most basic human need. While spreadsheets look impressive, kitchens stay dirty and bathrooms remain unused.


This is where the crisis becomes deeply moral.


I find myself thinking of the small, unseen casualties—those no budget hearing ever mentions. The young girls with beautiful curly hair who can no longer rinse properly, whose hair once flowed freely but now must be tied up and endured because water is too precious to spend on comfort or care. This is not vanity; it is dignity, identity, womanhood quietly constrained by scarcity. I think of senior citizens who were taught that cleanliness is part of survival, especially when age brings illness—those who need regular bathing to prevent infections, skin breakdown, and complications, yet now must choose between medical cleanliness and endurance. I think of clothes that sit unwashed for too long, absorbing sweat and dust, carrying the weight of days because water did not come. I think of mothers rationing water between cooking and cleaning, of children going to school feeling unclean, of workers starting their day already exhausted—not from labor, but from deprivation.


These are not dramatic tragedies. They are quiet violations of public health and human dignity. And they are the direct, human consequence of corruption.


What makes this unbearable is knowing how preventable it all is. Water security does not require monuments or megaprojects. It requires care—additional wells, storage tanks, repaired pipelines, reliable power for pumps, honest planning, transparent spending. Compared to the billions lost to graft, these are small, almost humble needs. But humble needs do not enrich anyone. And so they wait.


Teresa has representation in Congress. It is not a remote town. It is not invisible. And yet, at the national level, almost no one knows—perhaps no one has bothered to say—how severe this crisis is. While the country is consumed by the flood-control scandal and while lawmakers debate and celebrate the passage of the 2026 national budget, Teresa remains waterless. The budget speaks loudly about infrastructure and resilience, yet it says nothing with urgency about water security for towns like this. No lifeline. No recognition that without water, every promise of development collapses.


Representation should mean making the invisible visible. It should mean standing in plenary halls and saying: while we argue over billions, my constituents cannot even bathe. When that does not happen, silence becomes a decision.


When I left my friend that day, what stayed with me was not anger, but her exhaustion. When people grow tired of expecting the basics, something is deeply broken.


Flood-control scams will pass through the news cycle. Budgets will be replaced by new ones. But the absence of water in Teresa continues—quietly, relentlessly—inside homes, inside bodies, inside daily routines. And history will not be kind to a system that allowed billions to move freely while a town stayed dry.


Progress that cannot deliver water is not progress at all. Until those in power decide that water must flow before wealth does, Teresa, Rizal will remain a painful reminder that a nation can spend billions—and still fail its people in the most basic, most human way.

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 *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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