Nationalists -- Philippines -- Fiction; Philippine fiction (Spanish) -- Translations into English; Philippines -- History -- Fiction
In regard to his religious ideas, he prided himself on being a
Catholic, very much a Catholic—ah, Catholic Spain, the land of María
Santísima! A liberal could be and ought to be a Catholic, when the
reactionaries were setting themselves up as gods or saints, just as a
mulatto passes for a white man in Kaffirland. But with all that, he ate
meat during Lent, except on Good Friday, never went to confession,
believed neither in miracles nor the infallibility of the Pope, and
when he attended mass, went to the one at ten o’clock, or to the
shortest, the military mass. Although in Madrid he had spoken ill of
the religious orders, so as not to be out of harmony with his
surroundings, considering them anachronisms, and had hurled curses
against the Inquisition, while relating this or that lurid or droll
story wherein the habits danced, or rather friars without habits, yet
in speaking of the Philippines, which should be ruled by special laws,
he would cough, look wise, and again extend his hand downwards to that
mysterious altitude.
“The friars are necessary, they’re a necessary evil,” he would declare.
But how he would rage when any Indian dared to doubt the miracles or
did not acknowledge the Pope! All the tortures of the Inquisition were
insufficient to punish such temerity.
When it was objected that to rule or to live at the expense of
ignorance has another and somewhat ugly name and is punished by law
when the culprit is a single person, he would justify his position by
referring to other colonies. “We,” he would announce in his official
tone, “can speak out plainly! We’re not like the British and the Dutch
who, in order to hold people in subjection, make use of the lash. We
avail ourselves of other means, milder and surer. The salutary
influence of the friars is superior to the British lash.”
This last remark made his fortune. For a long time Ben-Zayb continued
to use adaptations of it, and with him all Manila. The thinking part of
Manila applauded it, and it even got to Madrid, where it was quoted in
the Parliament as from a liberal of long residence there. The friars,
flattered by the comparison and seeing their prestige enhanced, sent
him sacks of chocolate, presents which the incorruptible Don Custodio
returned, so that Ben-Zayb immediately compared him to Epaminondas.
Nevertheless, this modern Epaminondas made use of the rattan in his
choleric moments, and advised its use!
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