21 July 2025 To many of us, Rodrigo Roa Duterte is more than a former president. He is Tatay. A living hero. Not because he was flawless, but because he fought for us in ways no one else dared. His legacy isn’t just the drug war, or the bold fight against the oligarchs who fed on our nation’s wounds. It’s not even just the highways, bridges, and ports of Build, Build, Build. His greatest legacy is something deeper— something that cannot be measured by steel, concrete, or numbers. It’s US. An awakened people. A nation that learned to lift its head, to stand its ground, to call wrong by its name, and to believe that leadership must be about service, not spectacle. But now, our Tatay sits in a foreign cell, thousands of miles from the soil he bled for. We fight to bring him home alive— and I know he feels our love, our loyalty, our fire. Yet if we lean closer— closer than the noise of politics and the shouts of the powerful— we will hear his heart. And it will say: “Don’t just fight for m...