I FIND the thought that the City Government will commission for treasure hunting in the city very funny. This is hearsay and talk of tales from any Juan. I mean any Juan.
When I was still in government, I would, at all times, validate any information that gets to me. By validating, I would ask those in the know.
When I was a vice mayor, I would end up correcting and fixing a damaged city from a statement made by someone in authority. This was what happened when the mayor had said that Juan should not come up to Baguio. This was from a spread in the disease here in the city.
The damage it did was devastating. As if indeed the city was transformed to World War Z. Well that was how Juan would have looked at the city at that time. A quarantine, a locked down zone, a deserted place, or a whole city infected. In fact there was but it was controlled. But that is what one Juan can say, and the effect can be dangerous.
Anyway, at this time and age when information can be accessed in an iPhone or Google, it does seem odd that a government and its officials will still find it necessary to conduct treasure hunting still. And from where did the information come?
Treasure hunters have come to me and tell me that there is treasure around the city. Under Burnham Lake, BGH rotunda then later it was the junction or crossroad of Supreme Court leading to Victory Liner. And what did I think of these? None.
I just felt that it would be impossible for some Juan to claim that there would be treasure in a place merely from word from some Juan passed on to some Juan. The source and the story getting wilder and wilder in imagination. I would then ask how they knew when in fact they are not from here. I am. I was born here and walk the city streets growing up until I became mayor and still I have not heard of anything that would make me believe that there is indeed treasure.
Well I did many a time but I never took it seriously. Well not never, I did try to entertain one story, but by then I remember a story from an aunt who said that her friend said that her uncle found some gold. Maybe true, but then later the friend dies. Later on the story continues by saying that there are protectors of the gold, spirits or monsters they say. One story tells of another through a dream would tell of a site where there is buried treasure, except there is a deal to be considered, and your life in exchange. Oh my.
Anyway, I cannot understand why the city officials would still entertain an idea such as treasure hunting. First to dredge Burnham Lake, now a murky lake after that, and chocolate in color. Now I am laughing reading about Convention Center. I never thought they were serious.
I tell you, if there was, then Imelda may have gotten it already. Marcos may have found some before he must have put up the Convention Center before the Karpov and Korchnoi match.
My office as city councilor was first in the Convention Center, underneath it. City Hall was being renovated and yes the Golden Buddha is still there. Oh and I never heard of any story from it there. Ghosts they say. Again, have I seen any, none.
Again I ask, assuming that there is buried treasure or gold in the Convention Center. What guarantee would it be for the city officials who commissioned the diggings that there is no gold?
I can easily tell them that I didn't find any. Assuming that a government employee is tasked to accompany the treasure hunters in the dig, what guarantee will it be. I can just pay that lowly employee to shut up and keep quiet. Then in the middle of the night, haul it all off in one of the many dump trucks with the payloader knowing that it will be heavy.
During daylight just bury it underneath gravel and no Juan will notice. Just wash I'd down with water if ever to retrieve it when no eyes around.
Then I might soon hear of a cave-in and people died and then later on they will haunt the place and soon after they become the protectors of the gold and then another accident somewhere happens that would involve the treasure hunters and then the gold is lost again. And so it goes on and on.
Later, some Juan comes again and says it was buried in Melvin Jones Grandstand and then another digging will be had. Gold again will be found but then the person who finds it dies of an unknown sickness but before passing on his story to another Juan who says that it is buried in Rizal Park only to find that it was really just underneath all the city officials authorizing the dig under City Hall. Oh no did I just shared this. Well on Facebook yes so now you know. Dig for the truth not for the gold.