The road to perdition is paved with good intentions. Yet good intentions often get muddled in a sequence of haggling, letting go, and looking the other way.
When you have unprecendented social capital to effect unprecedented change, yet you continue to fail, then it simply is a matter of competence. And it's not even about patience but a matter of setting clear direction. And when your walk differs from your talk, then integrity is in question. One cannot be a prophet of change when he himself cannot do it. Such reeks of self-righteousness.
When you are the most powerful person in the country yet justice eludes the blood-stained hacienda of your family, that is a problem. When you have time to do joyrides in the wee hours of the night yet has only convened your cabinet thrice in a span of 9 months, that is a problem. When the people you surround yourself with have no idea of the basics of diplomacy, much less the basics of etiquette, that is a problem.
Seeing how Manolo Quezon spitted bs while being grilled by Prof. Monsod last night was an uneasy and painful experience. The staunch critiques then seem to fare no better now that they are in the seat of power. And then I am reminded of a theory in the Politics of Change: that post-revolutionary regimes are more ruthless than the ones they replaced. As for our case, ruthless could be easily replaced by ineffective.
But alas, blinded homage continue to buoy him. And in the circus of exchanges, the defensive is the one rendered emotional... what with the call for trust that at the very least can be called messianic.