Whenever I feel like giving up the struggle, I think of Nanay Mameng. ISULONG!!!
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(from 2006 PCIJ article)
IF CARMEN Castro Deunida could have her way, there would be a protest rally every day and she’d be right smack at the frontlines. Never mind that her right toes still ache after almost being run over by a fleeing buko cart during the dispersal of the last demonstration, or that her doctor has warned her about her enlarged heart, and her children have repeatedly pleaded for her to just stay home.
Deunida, all of 77, is a grandmother 30 times over and the shy darling of today’s rally circles. Known more popularly as Nanay Mameng, she came into the public eye during Edsa Dos, drawing in rallyist and cop alike into the vortex of her fiery, earthy sallies against the Estrada government as if she were to the soapbox born.
A veteran as well of Edsa 1, it is the Arroyo presidency whose political legitimacy is under question that is now the target of her spiels. “If she will not resign,” says Nanay Mameng, referring to the present occupant of Malacanang Palace, “I myself will drag her out of there. She has done nothing but bring more hardship to the poor.”
“Take EVAT,” she says in rapid-fire Filipino, pointing to the latest government tax measure that ended exemptions on a wide range of goods and services and gave the president the discretion to expand the tax rate to 12 percent by Jan. 6, 2006. “GMA wanted this imposed even if prices are so steep and so many are out of jobs. Everything is going up. Oil, water, electricity. Where will the people get the money to pay for these? Does she ever think of the poor? They are grabbing food out of the mouths of people.”
Barely 4’9, this pint-size, reed-thin, gray-haired firebrand stands steaming tall in her conviction and passion for all the things that never were and yet could be. “I grew up in poverty. This is what taught me to stand up and fight for a better life,” says this daughter of a poor government clerk and street vendor. “I don’t mean everyone should be rich. I simply want to see the lives of the poor improve. We cannot have a situation like this where people hardly have anything to eat the whole day because of crushing poverty.”
In her youth, Nanay Mameng dreamt of becoming a lawyer to defend the poor, or a doctor so she could treat the sick for free. She only managed to finish second year high school when World War II drove her family into destitution. But she does not need a lesson in taxation to know the “oppressive and confiscatory” effects of government policies.
In 1978, at 50 years old, she became the oldest member of the youth group Kabataan para sa Demokrasya at Nasyonalismo (KADENA). It was in this activist organization that she says she found the answers to questions that had crowded her mind since childhood: Why is there poverty? What makes people poor? She participated in the struggle against the Marcos dictatorship under KADENA’s banner. In 1983, she became a founding member of the women’s group Samahan ng Maralitang Kababaihang Nagkakaisa (SAMAKANA). The group later elected her as chairperson, a post she held for 11 years and which gave her the chance to meet downtrodden women from various cities nationwide. In 1998, she became the first head of the urban poor organization Kalipunan ng Damayang Mahihirap (KADAMAY), and is now also the vice president of the militant party-list group Anakpawis.
NANAY MAMENG has been through two Edsas, and has witnessed and experienced it all — the teargas, the truncheons, the water cannons, and even the gunfire. She remembers the turbulent yet heady days of February 1986 when she was at Edsa nearly every day. On the day Marcos fell, her group had marched from the University of Sto. Tomas to Mendiola to greet the end of the dictatorship and the beginning of new possibilities.
Yet, except for her militant involvement, life for Nanay Mameng has been more of the same despite the cataclysm of two people power uprisings. “I can’t speak of any good thing that has changed my life for the better,” she says, shaking her gray head. “And it’s not only me, but the whole people.”
Home to her remains a clapboard shack in the depths of Leveriza slum community, a mere 10-minute walk from Manila’s main tourist district. She has lived here since the mid-1940s, even before she got married and raised nine children, two of whom had died in childhood, one from measles and another from mistakenly drinking a glass of Zonrox bleach. The only running water in the house comes from a tattered pipe at her doorstep. When she still has the time and her knobby arthritic hands allow her, this long-time labandera takes in laundry to support her family.
Fourteen family members live with her, including six grandchildren. A tiny “second floor” serves as sleeping quarters. In a narrow overhang beside the shack stays her former husband from whom she had “emancipated” herself a long time ago, not only physically but his surname included, when she could no longer stand his womanizing, drinking, and beatings.
Until now, Nanay Mameng holds no legal title over this 45-sq. m. patch of land that she calls home. In the late 1950s to the early 60s, she led a fight to keep out demolition teams from ejecting Leveriza residents. Barricades were set up. The community action ended in victory, with the help of some supportive local officials. The national housing authority consented to divide and distribute the Leveriza lots to its existing inhabitants at a cost.
This was her first taste of collective struggle. She paid P4 a month in amortization, but has to settle problems with a neighbor before she can get a legal title to the property. Yet, she cannot understand why some other neighbors have paid in full, with the help of the church-based organization Alay Kapwa even, but still have no legal titles to their homes.
Peruvian economist and Arroyo special economic adviser Hernando de Soto says some 57 percent of city dwellers in the Philippines live on property to which they have no legal titles. He also says it would take 168 steps for an illegally occupied property to become legal, and this could take between 13 and 25 years. That means that at the earliest, Nanay Mameng would be 90 before she finally gets a land title.
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[ah yeah, another dope track from the Beatrock Music fam. This was a truly collective effort from my talented friends and kasamas who laced the vocals, produced the beat, and designed the cover art. Peep the MC’s description below]:
Happy Valentine’s Day,
On February 14, 2010 we released the “Blood of my Heart” downloadable single to give the listeners a preview of the album (Remittances) that Fatgums, Mr. Rey, and I had been working on for nearly a year. Strangely enough, “Blood of My Heart” was one of our most downloaded singles. And to this day I still get a lot of random shout-outs from people that claimed that that song had helped them process through their very own complicated relationships, partnerships, and love affairs.
As we move forward with our forthcoming EP, which is still untitled, we decided to give our audience another sneak preview of what’s to come… therefore we are proud to bring you the “Love is Contagious” single. With this piece we tried to capture the concept of love in its broadest form, and not relegate it to simply being about romantic or sexual love. As cultural workers rooted in progressive politics and ideology, Power Struggle wanted “love” to represent the struggles, sacrifices and unrelenting spirit of working-class people.
We have to give a special thanks to DJ ET for blessing us with this beat, which is his first production effort on Beatrock Music. ET is responsible for a large chunk of the production on the upcoming EP. We also want to thank Kayla and Claire DLR for lending us their beautiful voices on the chorus. Keep a lookout for visual artist/painter Mark Canto who painted the cover of this single, as well as the cover of the “Blood of My Heart” single. Lastly, big-ups to Fatgums for executively producing all our albums, probably one of the most principled dudes I’ve met in the music industry.
Hope y’all enjoy. Now go hug somebody….
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