Look at how evil manages to engulf us all.
You cannot use a cell phone when making a bank transaction, even when texting is the most logical activity to stave off the horrors of interminable waiting. I don't exactly know the reason why cell-phone ban inside banks became an ordinance in Makati City, but I'm sure I only have big-time crime to thank for.
Your have to go through the gauntlet of security checks before you get inside a mall or any major establishment. Thank you, Abu Sayyaf, for the paranoia.
You are given the embarrassing once-over at the embassies of the First World just because you're Filipino. You can't blame them. The statistics on illegal Filipino aliens is staggering.
You can't just accommodate total strangers with the kindness you ought to give. They might be the budol-budol gang hell-bent on hypnotizing lone targets into surrendering their ATM cards, jewelry and land titles.
You can't just offer a ride to someone pitifully drenched in the rain; he could be a poseur who might hold you up. He might be a member of a kidnapping syndicate.
These are thoughts spawned by yesterday's evil: 15 or so armed men barging into the Citibank Tower (Paseo de Roxas cor. Makati Av., Makati City), an important landmark among credit-card holders like me.
The bigger news is, bank security failed to give Makati police the automatic alarum. They failed to press the ubiquitous, direct-connection, distress-signal button. Of course, Jejomar Binay was sore like the devil.
Surely goodness, too, has it own ripple effect? Let's all prove it to our enemy's face.