Philippine Collation of Corruption & Extra Judicial Killing

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

The Blog Rules - As A Good Guide for Sensible Blogs
(1) We prefer that information of alleged corruption is supported by documentary proof such as media or eye witnesses.
(2) This Blog site is moderated.
(3) Please refrain from posting comments on personalities. There are many other blogs where this can be done.
(4) We will start by collating extra judicial killings (murders) of Church Leaders, Opposition Leaders, Journalists, Farmers etc.
(5) Collate their Names, Date of Birth, Place of Birth, Residence, Mode of Murder (weapon used) Mode of Transport used, No. of Murderers, Location of Incident, Names of Witnesses, Employment of Victim. If reported to PNP name; rank; office location.

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EVEN IF A MINORITY OF ONE THE TRUTH IS THE TRUTH

'IF' a Poem by

Rudyard Kipling – British Poet

(Died 18th January 1936)

IF you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

IF you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too;

IF you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

IF you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;

IF you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim;

IF you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two imposters just the same;

IF you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;

IF you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss;

IF you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

IF you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch,

IF neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

IF all men count with you, but none too much;

IF you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run - Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!