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Sara’s 2028 Power Move: Pastor Abante Just Gave Her Two Free Years of Martyr Glow-Up

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Sara’s 2028 Power Move: Pastor Abante Just Gave Her Two Free Years of Martyr Glow-Up
They Thought They’d Bury Her — Instead They Just Handed Her a Two-Year Spotlight and a Halo

By Louis ‘Barok‘ C. Biraogo — February 24, 2026

MANILA, February 24, 2026. The calendar says we are two years and change away from the next presidential election, yet the circus is already in full swing under the big top of the House of Representatives. Vice President Sara Duterte drops the bomb on February 18: she is running for president in 2028. Not “considering.” Not “if the people call.” Straight-up declaration.

And lo and behold, Manila Rep. Bienvenido Abante Jr.—sponsor of the fourth impeachment complaint against her—calls it a “blessing in disguise” for her rivals. A gift, he says, that will expose her to “tough questions” on confidential funds and assassination threats.

Blessing? In Philippine politics, when a pastor-lawmaker uses the word “blessing,” check your wallet and your back. Because this isn’t theology. This is theater. And the Filipino people are once again handed front-row seats to the oldest show in town: elites eating each other while the country starves in the balcony.

Let us be clear about what is really happening. The Marcos-Duterte alliance—once sold to us as the unbreakable tandem of unity and continuity—now lies in ashes. Rodrigo Duterte sits in ICC purgatory. Sara has resigned from the cabinet, traded barbs with the Palace, and watched her father’s drug war legacy turned into prosecutorial Exhibit A. The Supreme Court, on January 28, 2026, finally slammed the door on the 2025 impeachment attempt by declaring it unconstitutional under the one-year bar.

So what do the predators do the moment the legal clock resets? Four fresh complaints come roaring in—progressives, civil society, clergy, IBP, Makabayan, the whole motley crew of the aggrieved and the ambitious—alleging ₱612.5 million in confidential funds vanished into cash envelopes and ghost recipients, threats against the President and his family (“No joke. No joke.”), EJK tolerance, unexplained wealth, the full menu. Referred to the House Committee on Justice today. Game on.

Is this accountability? Or is it political assassination dressed in the robes of due process? That is the only question that matters. And the answer, as always in this republic of surnames, is: both.

“Pastor Abante’s Miracle: How to Turn Impeachment into a Sara Duterte Glow-Up”

Pastor Benny’s Holy Crusade (or How to Weaponize a Pulpit)

Bienvenido Abante Jr. is no ordinary congressman. He is a Bible-Baptist pastor. When he speaks of “tough questions,” the halo is supposed to glow brighter. But let us strip the cassock and see the man.

He claims Sara’s early announcement is a “blessing in disguise” for her opponents because it gives them two years to sharpen the knives. Has this man never met a Filipino voter? Persecution does not weaken a Duterte—it baptizes them in gasoline and sets them ablaze with martyrdom. Joseph Estrada walked out of jail more popular than when he entered. Rodrigo Duterte cursed the ICC and the West and became a god to millions. The more you bleed Sara in public, the more Mindanao and the urban poor will wrap her wounds in yellow ribbons of defiance.

Where was Pastor Abante’s righteous fury when previous administrations—yes, including allies of the current House leadership—treated confidential funds like personal ATMs? The system is older than he is. Every president, every vice president, every department head has dipped into the dark pool of “intelligence” money with the same pious wink: “National security, bro. Don’t ask.” COA issues qualified opinions the way priests issue blessings—ritualistic, toothless, always late. Yet Abante discovers moral outrage precisely when the target is the woman whose family broke with the Palace. Timing, as they say in the trade, is everything.

He files the fourth complaint the moment the Supreme Court bar expires. Not waiting for the Ombudsman. Not letting the House good government committee finish its work. Straight to impeachment—the constitutional nuke that requires only one-third of the House to detonate and two-thirds of the Senate to actually explode. In a body dominated by Marcos cousins and allies, the numbers are already being whispered: “more than enough.”

This is not a pastor seeking truth. This is a politician who understands that in the 19th Congress, the fastest route to relevance is to sponsor the impeachment of the Vice President who might become President. Guaranteed headlines. Guaranteed donor calls. Guaranteed future options when the dynasty wheel turns again.

Abante, brother, if your God is watching, He is probably face-palming.

Sara: The Martyr and the Mirror

Let no one say Barok gives absolution with one hand while stabbing with the other. Sara Duterte is no helpless victim. The persecution narrative is powerful—because it is half-true. The House is Marcos country. The timing stinks of revenge for the 2024 rupture. The alliance that delivered 2022 was always a marriage of convenience; divorce was inevitable once the ICC papers landed and China policy diverged.

But the other half of the truth demands an answer, Madam Vice President.

₱612.5 million in confidential and intelligence funds—more than triple what your predecessors received. Disbursed mostly in cold cash. Recipients who, according to House probes, do not exist in PSA records. Sixty percent of DepEd “beneficiaries” during your concurrent tenure as secretary? Ghosts. Special disbursing officers hauling duffel bags. Paper trails that evaporate faster than a politician’s promise.

You say national security. Intelligence operations. Anti-drug work. Fine. Then open the books—not the sanitized COA version three years later, but to a credible, multi-party oversight body with subpoena power. Because if this money funded legitimate ops, prove it. If it funded patronage networks, war chests, or private armies, the Filipino people deserve to know before they hand you the keys to Malacañang.

Then there is the November 2024 statement that still echoes like a gunshot: “I have talked to a person. I said, if I get killed, go kill BBM, Liza Araneta, and Martin Romualdez. No joke. No joke.” Hyperbole from a cornered politician? Perhaps. But a sitting Vice President casually sketching a revenge assassination plot—even rhetorically—against the President and his family is not “colorful language.” It is a window into the soul of a political culture where power is blood feud by another name. Explain it. Own it. Or watch it haunt every stage you stand on until 2028.

And yes, the Davao shadow lingers. The family brand was built on “I will kill criminals myself.” The EJK body count during your father’s time is not ancient history; it is the reason the ICC has your surname on file. You inherited the methods or you rejected them. Silence is no longer an option when you want to lead 116 million souls.

She may be persecuted. She may also be culpable. These truths can coexist like twins in a dynasty—ugly, inseparable, and fighting for the throne.

The Real Puppet Masters and the Rot They Feed On

Sara wants redemption, protection for her father, and payback against the Marcoses who she believes betrayed the pact. Early announcement? Classic Duterte jiu-jitsu: turn defense into offense, force fence-sitters to choose, tell donors the train is leaving the station.

Abante wants the spotlight and the gratitude of the Palace without the fingerprints. Marcos Jr. plays the statesman—”her choice”—while his allies do the wet work. Makabayan and the clergy get to wave their ideological flags while marching in de facto alliance with the very dynastic system they claim to despise. Strange bedfellows indeed.

But the real villain is not any single actor. It is the system that makes all of them possible.

Confidential funds: the perfect Filipino innovation—a legal black hole that every administration exploits because the next one knows it will need the same darkness. Impeachment: a constitutional provision turned into a seasonal sport where the House is the minor league and the Senate the fixed casino. The one-year bar: designed to prevent harassment, now just a reload timer. Dynasties: Marcos versus Duterte is not democracy versus dynasty; it is dynasty versus dynasty deciding who gets to loot next.

While they fight, 18 million children remain malnourished. Typhoons drown provinces. Farmers lose everything to climate and middlemen. The budget hearings become sideshows to the impeachment hearings. Governance is the hostage.

What Happens Next—and What Must

For Sara: martyr mode + counter-attack on Marcos wealth and Palace deals. Most probable path. It worked for her father.

For the House: fast-track to Senate, where the math still favors acquittal unless the political price of conviction drops. Expect delays, leaks, and drama timed for maximum 2028 damage.

For Marcos: hands publicly clean, strings pulled privately.

For the rest of us: more polarization, more distraction, more proof that our institutions are not broken—they are working exactly as designed for the powerful.

The way out is not another dynasty swap. It is sunlight on the confidential fund sewer. Real-time, cross-party audits with teeth. An Ombudsman that is not starved and intimidated. Electoral reforms that actually punish political dynasties instead of debating them to death. And a citizenry that finally stops cheering surnames and starts demanding platforms, receipts, and results.

Sara Duterte may still win in 2028—not because she is clean, but because the alternative looks worse and the persecution story is potent. Or she may fall, dragged down by evidence that cannot be spun. Either way, the real loser will be the Filipino people if we treat this as just another episode of “Mga Hari ng Politik” instead of the indictment of a broken republic that it is.

So watch the hearings. Follow the money. Remember the children who will not eat tonight while congressmen posture on live TV.

This country does not belong to the Dutertes or the Marcoses. It belongs to the 116 million who pay the taxes, bury the dead, and keep hoping against all evidence that one day the theater will end and governance will begin.

The truth is the only weapon left in the kweba.

Use it. Or get used to the show.

Because in the end, Pastor Abante is right about one thing: questions must be answered.

Just not only Sara’s.

All of theirs.

And ours, for tolerating it this long.

Truth doesn’t need applause. It just needs someone stubborn enough to keep shouting it while the clowns keep dancing.
— Barok,

still not shutting up.

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