Maguindanao Massacre?” I shake my head. “It happened in Mindanao. A few hours away from where my mother is from. Where I was born and lived until I was almost twelve.” She pauses. I wait for her to go on. “A large group of people were on their way to file candidacy papers for a man who was going to run for office. Many were family members or supporters of the filing candidate, but most—thirty-two of the fifty-eight—were simply reporters. Thugs hired by his opponent intercepted and then killed them . . . all of them.” “Jesus,” I say. “That’s horrible.” She nods. “Some say it was the deadliest
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