Some of you who have been following the channel for a while know that a friend of ours was tragically (and brutally) stabbed to death in June of 2016. The murder occurred during a house invasion/robbery while our friend and his American wife were house sitting in Dauin. It was a horrible situation for all involved, and one that really opened my eyes to the reality of life in the Philippines. For, when things strike that close to home, it can’t help but alter one’s perspective. The murder was bad enough. For his American wife, it was even worse – an unimaginably horrifying situation.
And then the rumors started flowing….. First from some Filipinos that I knew and then from some overly yappy (re: bitchy) foreigner expats. The gist of it was this, “It wasn’t an intruder that killed him. It was his wife.”
Ah yes, here comes the chismis (gossip)…..
Now, for those who personally knew the couple, you’ll know this wasn’t possible, based solely on the fact that the wife was physically confined to a wheelchair. Well, that and the fact that they were both absolutely loving and decent human beings. Add to this the crime scene photos and recovered evidence (which anyone can thumb through at the police station), and there’s no way that scenario could have played out. But yet, the rumors continued….
And apparently still do nearly a year and a half later.
This past week, my buddy Niles approached me in the gym. “Hey, you remember that guy that was murdered in Dauin… yadda yadda…. I was talking with another expat at the mall and he said that it was the wife that did it.”
I had just finished a double set and could barely breathe. It’s hot as blazes in that gym and catching your breath takes a little while. Nonetheless, I quickly launched into a fervent diatribe about how expats need to find hobbies and quit spreading such malicious gossip. (Actually – and in all honesty – I peppered that Rated G version with more than a few strategically placed “c&nts,” my preferred term for asinine rumor mongers.)
And then, last night while having a few beers at a boulevard bar, yet another expat left a comment on a blog post of mine bringing up that same exact rumor. Once again, I peppered the air with a flurry of furious “c&nts” (and probably confused the other folks at the table as I didn’t offer a follow up explanation).
I am not a fan of gossip. I don’t like involving myself in other people’s personal matters or hearing other people yap on about them. It’s pointless and is usually just simple character assassination presented as idle talk.
And when it comes to any type of crime, such gossip can find its way to official ears and give them ideas… whether the talking points are groundless or not.
I am not really sure what the point of this blog post is – seeing that comment on my website article last night just kind of set me off. I haven’t been feeling all that well lately, so maybe it’s just me overreacting.
Or maybe it’s just time for people to mind their own business and do their own thing without having to disparage others.