The plan included all elements of a classic City Beautiful plan. It had a central civic core. Radials emanating from this core were laid over a gridiron pattern and large parks interconnected by parkways. This mall is reminiscent of the National Mall in Washington D. Completing the civic ensemble were the Hall of Justice complex, located south of the mall, and semi-public buildings such as libraries, museums, and permanent exposition buildings all along a drive towards the north.
The core then was not intended to be the Rizal Park we know today, although a monument to a national hero was part of the plan. For this, the Americans chose Dr. Jose Rizal; his monument was to rise at the center of the projected new civic mall. When Burnham surveyed the old Luneta site, however, he found, that the new port works had blocked the view of Manila Bay.
To correct this and to create a large pleasure park, he proposed that the area in front of the old Luneta be extended a thousand feet. And the secular cult of Rizal, too, had been set in motion; it would be unlike the height of the Revolution, when his writings served as sacred text and his image stood as the rendering of a pagan god looking out at secret, seditious meetings. Rizal was now both icon and institution—but this time out in the open: a guide to the laying down of roads, now a monument at whose foot all roads would literally converge: for the monument would be Kilometer Zero, in the manner of classical antiquity, where all roads converged in Rome.
But the Rizal of the Americans—the new Roman-inspired metropolis—was not to be. Retreating into Intramuros and the neoclassical buildings of the government, the Japanese were systematically shelled and set on fire with flame-throwers by Allied forces, reducing the metropolis to rubble.
It was amidst the ruins of Liberated Manila that the Rizal Monument served as the backdrop—literally overshadowed and hidden from sight by a temporary grandstand—for the Independence Ceremonies on July 4, , when at last the Philippine flag was hoisted to fly alone for the first time since the defeat of the First Republic. The first act of appropriation of the Third Republic would be to mark the spot where the ceremonies took place, with a monumental flagpole—the Independence Flagpole—and to build, on a permanent basis, the Independence Grandstand on what had been the American-era New Luneta.
In the Independence Grandstand, on December 30—Rizal Day—would unfold, every four years, the ritual of republican, democratic transition: the inaugurals of presidents, who would take their oath of office, so to speak, with Rizal as their witness, and the Independence Flagpole signifying the independence of the nation.
In much the same way the first digressions from the Burnham Plan—in the prewar years, capped with the dream of a new capital to rise in Quezon City in a symbolic slaying of colonialism—the landscape changed according to national mood and, especially, the decisions of those in power—be it whim, advocacy, or political maneuver.
In the late s, President Ramon Magsaysay reserved the Luneta exclusively for park purposes and had trouble resisting persistent official pressure from groups who wished to exploit the park for their own pet projects. One group strongly lobbied to use Luneta as the site of a national cultural center, envisioning the construction of a National Library, a National Museum, and a National Theater.
In the end, the Rizal Memorial Cultural Center was approved; Magsaysay himself laid the cornerstone of the only building that would be completed, the National Library. In the meantime, the park lay bare and unkempt; the Rizal Monument neglected, muddy in the rain and surrounded with tall cogon in the summer.
The Luneta—now Rizal Park—was, like so many grand projects of the newly-independent nation, much better on paper than it turned out in reality. Foundations were laid; but not much else. Then the Centennial of Rizal inspired a spurt of activity. The mild furor was not unlike the one met by the original Committee on the Rizal Monument when they awarded the contract to Kissling. The towering steel pylon only lent an incongruity—gleaming where the base was somber and unpolished, drawing the eye away from the bronze figure of Rizal.
Nakpil, in defense to the criticisms, quoted former Secretary of Education and then JRNCC chair Manuel Lim: That the taller pylon would serve as a convenient guide for incoming sea vessels, as well as a beacon for citizens navigating their way within Manila. The removal of the pylon, however, only signalled a rush to employ beautification efforts. But the support and the money started flowing in. The approach to the monument was cemented, lights were installed and a few trees were planted.
The National Parks Development Committee was subsequently organized, taking on long-planned but never-effected projects: The beautification of the sea wall, the renovations to the grandstand. Since its inception, the National Parks Development Committee has overseen and ensured the upkeep and the necessary improvements to the Rizal Park, and the tribute to Rizal that lay at its core. In the decades that have passed, interest in the Luneta has waxed and waned, and the weight of the Rizal Monument—which has, over time, been adopted as among the symbols of our nationhood—has nonetheless flirted with the rote and the commonplace.
Every four, then six years, across an expanse of field from the bronze figure of Rizal, Presidents-elect would take their oaths to serve the Philippines and its people: only President Corazon Aquino would not take her oath there; even Presidents Estrada who took his oath in Baroasoain in and Arroyo who took her first in the EDSA Shrine, and her second in Cebu in , delivered their inaugural addresses at the Quirino Grandstand as the Independence Grandstand had come to be known.
The Rizal Monument, too, is the silent party in the ritual obeisance that foreign leaders pay to the most bravo of the indios. Rizal and laid a wreath against its base.
In the shadow of Intramuros, before the final resting place of the man who was shot as enemy number one, the descendant of the last king to rule over the Philippines paid his homage. Closure, had come: symbolically, the breach had been healed. But few Filipinos noticed this act of racial and national vindication.
Just as few Filipinos may be aware, and much less care, about the ghosts of plans whose grandeur perhaps spoke little to contemporary Filipinos at the time. But then, as now, Rizal remains preeminent: focal point of Manila; premier monument of the nation; and gathering place of the ordinary, who picnic and wander in a park under the shadow of the man whose dreams for them outlived that moment when the rifles fired, and when, in a last effort of will, he turned to fall facing the rising sun.
The tomb and memorial to Filipino nationalist Jose P. Rizal stands right by the edge of Manila, at the heart of a landscape bearing the much-vaunted histories it helped launch. Its principal form, an obelisk of unpolished granite rising The figure of Rizal follows the same simple aesthetic: It is a Rizal made restive in bronze, cradling the books that have lent to his legacy and in an overcoat that hangs just a little too boxy for his frame.
This figure stands conspicuous, too, however: His garb is unsuited to the tropics—a reminder that he lived his life as an ilustrado in the stranger, colder climes of the European continent—and the underscoring of the scholarly air further sets him apart from the riotous revolution that led, if indirectly, to his death. It is a Rizal whose very rendering eschewed the revolutionary glory that had been continually thrust upon him, a glory that he could nonetheless rightly stake a claim to.
His gaze does not even meet the sea; this is a Rizal that offers no dares, dispenses no threat. In a pensive mood, the Rizal of the monument angles his head ever so slightly—toward the Walled City, perhaps by chance.
As an object, then, the monument shies away from magnificence. It does not tower, there are no ornate details, no grandiose aesthetic claims. His claim of marrying Rizal and Josephine was totally belied by the facts.
Balaguer allowed no time for Rizal to write the poem. The poem in its third stanza carries the exact date and time when it was written. I find the words of Rafael Palma, who witnessed the execution and saw Rizal turn away from the Jesuit holding out a crucifix to him, most persuasive:.
Business Forum. Market Overview. Exam Results. TMT Rewards. TMT Digital Edition. TMT Channel on the L! Rizal remains a living and burning issue among us. Read Next. Tomorrow at seven, I shall be shot," Jose Rizal's last letter to one of his closest friends, Ferdinand Blumentritt, read.
The poignant letter, said to have moved Blumentritt to tears when he received it, was written by the Philippine national hero in Fort Santiago in Manila on December 29, , a day before he was shot to death by musketry in Luneta. The first map plots the locations of 15 events covering the final days of Rizal.
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