Last Thursday, the Mangudadatu and Ampatuan brought their rootin'-tootin'-shootin' wild west show to Davao. I don't know how the rest of the city feels, but as for me: disappointment, outrage, helplessness, and fear. Mostly outrage, I'd like to believe. I want them -- all of them -- out of Davao as soon as possible. Heck, I want them out of Davao NOW.
The news reports two different versions of the story. It doesn't really matter which one was true, because at the end of the day, a man is dead, shot dead in a busy shopping mall in the center of the city.
What is Mangudadatu doing strutting out in the open, knowing that he's the target of retaliation from the Ampatuans? What is Mangudadatu doing with armed bodyguards in a mall, in the middle of what is supposed to be an election gun ban?
And you know what? Something strikes me as off with Mangudadatu. Caught on TV after the incident, he acts like nothing at all has happened, wearing the same blank look on his face. Much like he did after his own wife was murdered. Macho? Maybe. Psychotic? Surely.