Undone, Chapter 19 (Bitney) - Stephanie/Veronica
A/N: Welcome to Chapter 19 of UNDONE, our slow burn Bitney lesbian AU. Here’s a link to the previous chapters.
Summary: You never know what the final straw will be…
Thank you so much to @missdandee for her incredible beta help. XO
TW: Emotional abuse, intimidation, gaslighting, PTSD
***
Courtney chuckles to herself as a familiar hook starts blasting from her car speakers. She merges onto Washington Boulevard towards the studio, automatically thinking about how much shit Bianca gave her for having the song on her playlist. ‘What kind of lesbian are you, anyway?’
The kind of lesbian who fucking loves ABBA. And not ashamed of it.
Half past twelve
Watchin' the late show in my flat all alone
How I hate to spend the evening on my own...
The song is speaking to her today more than ever. If it was a month ago, she’d be so delighted to tell Bianca about it coming on that she might have pulled over to text her. Or else, she’d race into the wardrobe trailer breathlessly the second she arrived on set.
Autumn winds blowin' outside the window
As I look around the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the gloom
There’s won’t be any giggling about the song (or Courtney’s cheesy taste) in the wardrobe trailer today. Courtney takes a deep breath and sings along.
“There's not a soul out there...No one to hear my praaaaaaayer!”
It’s been getting more and more difficult for Courtney to hold onto her anger. Ever since she broke down at Sasha and Shea’s, she’s had to acknowledge that the worst part of this whole ordeal wasn’t losing the romantic fantasy. It was losing her friend. Someone she relied on, someone she trusted.
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me
Chase the shadows away
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness
To the break of the day
Courtney leans her head back, gripping the steering wheel tightly. She still feels like she’s been used and toyed with and lied to. But in spite of everything, she misses Bianca. Maybe that makes the whole thing even worse.
It’s easy for Courtney to shrug and move on. Aloofness comes naturally to her--it’s just not coming this time.
***
Bianca had been successful at minimizing her interactions with Courtney. She’d been getting all of her alterations done ahead of time, letting Jamie handle the fittings and pictures. Today, though, something is wrong. Jamie sends her to see Bianca, who frowns when she sees her. The dress gaps at her waist, like it hasn’t been tailored at all.
Avoiding eye contact, Bianca wraps a measuring tape around her waist.
“Did you lose weight?” she asks, her tone almost accusatory.
“Umm...maybe? I did a juice cleanse,” Courtney says. She chews on her lip, feeling like she’s being scolded, as Bianca writes down the new numbers and starts to pin her dress. Unsure why she’s feeling so defensive, she adds, “It can’t be that much.”
“Mmhmm.”
Bianca’s face is solemn as she works, and Courtney feels a rush of emotion. Only it’s not anger, like it’s been for weeks--or sadness, like she wallowed in last weekend. It’s more like pity.
Courtney’s gone through many ups and downs in her life, but one thing that’s always stayed pretty consistent is her honestly with herself. She can’t imagine what Bianca is going through right now, keeping all of her feelings bottled up inside. It must be exhausting.
So she tries to lighten the mood, saying, “You should really be telling me that I didn’t need to lose any weight. That I was just perfect before.”
Bianca doesn’t crack a smile, and Courtney deflates a little.
“You know, when someone fishes for compliments, it’s polite to humor them.”
Bianca looks up at her. Her beautiful eyes are dull, joyless, and it breaks Courtney’s heart all over again.
“You didn’t need to lose weight,” she intones robotically.
Something is going on. Courtney is sure of it. Something beyond the two of them. Bianca just doesn’t seem like the confident, sarcastic, tough bitch that Courtney knows she is.
“Well…” Courtney falters a bit.
Everything she wants to say is too much, or not enough. Talk to me. Please.
“Thanks.”
Bianca nods and goes back to work.
***
Why does this keep happening to her?
For the third day in a row, Bianca sits in the garage in her parked car, unable to force herself to head upstairs.
Things with Jared haven’t even been that bad, if she’s honest. They’re mostly avoiding each other these days. They talk about what to eat for dinner. Their work schedules. The fucking weather. It’s as if there’s been a very tentative truce, a fragile agreement not to get too deep.
Bianca knows that he takes her depression personally. That he sees any unhappiness as an attack. He’s made that clear a million times over the years - if she’s not happy, then he has Failed and therefore she Better Be Happy.
But lately, for whatever reason, he seems to have backed off. He’s giving her space, and for that she’s grateful--even if her gratitude is accompanied by a constant, nagging fear. This respite won’t last forever. When’s he going to snap? What’s gonna make him snap? Bianca feels sick with worry, just thinking about it.
And then of course, there’s the guilt. The ever-present guilt, the feeling that she’s not enough - as a woman, as a wife, as a partner. Now compounded by the fact that he hasn’t told him about her pregnancy. The doctor confirmed it this week, and for some reason, she can’t bring herself to share the news.
She hasn’t told anyone. Not even Latrice. Not even her sisters.
Why hasn’t she told them? Why can’t she tell him?
She sniffles, realizing that tears have been leaking from her eyes. She pulls down the visor and wipes her face, carefully fixing her eye makeup, taking a few more minutes to gather herself together.
Before she heads inside, she stares at herself in the mirror, plastering a smile across her face. Yikes. She sighs and snaps the visor shut.
***
With Jamie gone for the morning, Bianca is forced to do all the check-ins. She’s clearly trying to avoid more interaction with Courtney by calling her in along with three other actors. But after everyone else is gone, Courtney returns to the trailer. With the transparent excuse of having a loose thread hanging from her sleeve.
Bianca clips it quickly, immediately going back to her sketchbook.
Courtney walks slowly to the door, reaching for the handle, then turns around.
“Hey, B?” Her voice is soft, almost a plea.
“Yeah?”
Bianca doesn’t look up, and Courtney hesitates. She probably should have figured out what she was gonna say ahead of time, but as usual, she’s flying by the seat of her pants. Fuck.
After violently flipping to a new page in her sketchbook, Bianca asks, “What?”
“I just...I just want you to know that I’m still here, if you ever need anything.” Courtney swallows and continues. “I know you might not, and that’s okay, obviously, but if you do...I’m here. That-that’s all.” She takes a deep breath, as if trying to decide if that is, in fact, all she has to say.
For once, Bianca doesn’t have a smartass comment. Instead, she gives one brief nod, and a simple, “Thanks.”
Courtney nods back, giving her a look that’s almost a smile, and leaves.
***
“Latrice?”
It’s late. Too late to be calling on a weekday, especially given the time difference. Nonetheless, when Bianca calls her friend while taking the dogs out, she answers immediately.
“What’s wrong, honey?”
“How do you know something’s wrong?” Bianca tries desperately to sound lighthearted. She fails.
“Well, it’s almost 3 am. Something better be wrong.”
Bianca laughs, and that’s what it takes to break the dam wide open. Tears are falling now and she doesn’t know why, doesn’t even remember why she called.
“Talk to me, B.”
“I don’t know what to do,” Bianca admits, sitting down on the curb, sniffling, wiping frantically at her eyes. “Tell me what to do. Please.”
There’s a very brief pause, and then Latrice answers her in a somber voice.
“Pack a bag. Just...pack a bag. Enough for a week. Keep it in your car.”
Bianca takes a shaky breath.
“You don’t have to make any decisions right now, okay? Just pack the bag.”
Bianca nods, which she realizes is stupid. Latrice can’t see her.
“Are you still there, baby?”
“Yeah,” she managed to choke out.
“I love you.”
“I love you too. I’m sorry for waking you.”
“It’s okay.”
For a few moments, they sit on the phone in silence, as Bianca’s breathing returns to normal, tears slowing to a manageable trickle.
“Thank you.”
“Anytime.”
***
Three more hours, Bianca tells herself. Just three more hours.
She’s been carefully packing a suitcase for Jared to take on his business trip, counting down the minutes. She can’t help but feel guilty about the utter relief coursing through her veins, knowing that he’s going to be out of town for the next week and a half. Nonetheless, that’s the reality of the situation. She’d already steamed and pressed three suits for the garment bag, while he met the boys for lunch to finalize their presentation.
Bianca hears the front door open and continues to fill little travel bottles for his toiletries bag.
“B! Where are you?!”
He bursts into the bathroom, staggering up to her. As he wraps his arms around her from behind, Bianca can instantly smell the booze on his breath.
“Hey. I’ve almost got your suitcase together. Why don’t you go check it out?”
“I’d rather check you out,” he growls into her ear, hands inching up under her top. She tries to wriggle away, but his grip is solid.
“I’m serious! I don’t want to forget anything. I packed enough for over a week, but is that-”
“I’m sure it’s perfect, baby. Fuck, you smell so good.” He bites at her neck, yanking down the cups of her bra.
“You should really check, because I wasn’t sure if you-
“Bianca, Bianca...I don’t care.” He spins her around, pinning her to the counter. “I’m gonna be gone for almost two weeks. So...come on, let’s just...have a good time, before I have to leave…”
“Jared, stop!” Bianca pushes him off, heart racing.
He glares at her, eyes cold and eerily still.
Bianca swallows, picking up the toiletries bag and clutching it to her chest.
“I just think I should finish…”
“Why do you always make me feel like goddamn monster?”
“I’m sorry, I-” Bianca flinches as he reaches a hand up to touch her face, and he grits his teeth, slamming a fist down on the counter.
“Do think I’m going to fucking hit you?!” he shouts.
The bag slips from her hands and she covers her face, fear and humiliation flooding through her whole body.
“Do you know what it fucking does to me when you act like this?!” Jared screams, inches from her face, cheeks red with rage.
The room is too small, his voice is too loud, the air is too thick for Bianca to get a breath. Her skin is hot and itchy all over as she tries not to break, treacherous tears collecting in her eyes.
“Don’t you dare, don’t you dare fucking cry!” he continues, grabbing her by the shoulders. “You better fucking stop, stop acting like a goddamn victim--because this is your fault, you are the one doing this to me!”
Bianca opens up her mouth, trying to force out an apology, but the words won’t come out.
“Fuck!” Jared screams, and with that, he storms from the room, slamming the door behind him. Bianca takes a few gasping breaths, leaning forward against the sink, unable to face her reflection in the mirror.
You’re okay, you’re okay...
She rinses her face with cold water and then goes back to methodically packing Jared’s things, keeping herself calm by going over the checklist in her mind. Shampoo, conditioner, deodorant, toothpaste, razors...
Soon, her mind is comfortably numb, reviewing what she’s packed already. She can hear Jared banging around the kitchen.
Ties, underwear, socks, T-Shirts…
The TV turns on, volume turned up all the way, some garbage reality show about fishing or hunting or living in the woods.
Jeans, shorts, sweatshirt, extra charger, power adapter...
The dogs can sense her anxiety. They paw at her legs, whining slightly, and she stops what she’s doing, sitting and lifting them onto the bed. She’s broken out of her trance now, as tears begin to fall once again. Sammy licks at her face while Dede curls in her lap.
Bianca tries to breathe, but she can’t seem to get it together. She takes the phone out of her pocket to check the time. Two more hours. Her heart is racing again. Fuck.
I just want you to know that I’m still here, if you ever need anything.
She opens her contacts, finger hovering over her name. She shouldn’t message her. What would she even say? Right now everything feels uncertain, vision blurry with tears and the room tilting off its axis. But one thing is definitely certain, and that’s that she doesn’t deserve any kindness from Courtney.
“Okay. I’m fine now.”
Bianca’s head snaps up, startled, phone slipping from her fingers and skidding across the floor. Jared is standing in the doorway, swaying slightly, a glass of what looks like whiskey in his hand. His lids droop and he’s got a placid smile on his face.
“Who were you calling, B?” he asks, taking a sip from the tumbler.
Her mind races, but not fast enough, and by the time she gets a message from her brain to her limbs to go pick up the phone, he’s already scooping it lazily off the ground.
“Jared, please give it back…” Heat creeps into her face and ears, stomach feeling like it’s being twisted in a thousand little knots.
“Oh, your little girlfriend, huh?”
“Jared-”
“No, it’s cool. It’s not a bad idea, actually.” Jared grins devilishly and presses a button on the phone, holding it up to his ear.
Bianca chokes back a sob. “What are you doing, please-”
“Shh, it’s ringing…”
*
Courtney slides the groceries into her car as the phone begins to buzz in her pocket. She rolls her eyes. Probably a telemarketer or something, but she gives the screen a quick glance as she shuts the back door. Her heart leaps when she sees the name on the caller ID.
“Hello?”
“Hey sexy. What are you up to?”
It takes Courtney a few seconds to recognize Jared’s voice. Her heart begins to beat faster. She can hear the slur. Why the fuck does he have Bianca’s phone?
“Where’s Bianca?” she asks, then adds, “It’s a little early to be this drunk.”
Courtney can hear him chuckle, and then Bianca’s voice in the background, barely, saying, “Please, stop.”
“Well, you know, I was just thinking, you should come over. Because you’re fucking hot, and fun, unlike the frigid bitch standing next to me-”
“Put Bianca on the phone, now,” Courtney demands.
“Whatever.”
Courtney hears shuffling, but she doesn’t wait for Bianca’s voice before asking, “B? Are you there? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m...I’m sorry. I’m sorry for bothering you. I-”
She’s clearly been crying. Or, she’s still crying. Courtney’s chest constricts. She grips her car key in her hand, leaning on the door for support, trying to breathe evenly.
“It’s okay. Um.” What can she say? What can she do? How can she save her from this god-awful nightmare?
“Okay, well. I’ll see you on Monday.”
“WAIT!” Courtney’s mind is racing, a million miles a minute. She can’t let her get off the phone, not now, not when her voice sounds like that. Not when his voice sounded like that. “Don’t...don’t hang up, please. I need to ask you...”
Courtney can hear a shaky breath, then her voice, small and tired. “Yeah?”
“Um…I...I have this gift certificate. For a spa in Koreatown. Um. I was about to go, and...you’re on the way, so, I could...they supposedly do really amazing facials.”
“Facials.”
“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about skin care. You know, you’re obviously really negligent about exfoliation and you’re not getting any younger. So, you should come with me.” Courtney is babbling, desperate. “Apparently they have some kind of miracle treatment that-”
“Courtney, that sounds…like the last thing I-”
“Bianca, you’re not listening to me!” Courtney’s voice is starting to get shrill. “I’m saying, that if, for whatever reason, you want to get out tonight, I can pick you up, and we can go to the spa. You know, because, you obviously really need a facial and I’m just trying to be a good friend here.”
Courtney presses a hand over her eyes. Why did she think this would work? She’s such a fucking moron.
There’s a long pause. “Facials.”Her voice is a hoarse whisper.
Courtney’s breath hitches as she says, “Yeah.”
“Okay. Yeah. You’re right, that’s...a good idea.”
“I’ll be there in 20 minutes,” Courtney tells her, relief filling her lungs with oxygen.
***
Bianca stands on the curb, a purse over one shoulder, duffel bag from her trunk over the other, dog carrier clutched in her hands. Dark sunglasses obscure most of her face. Her heart pounds as she prays for Courtney to come quickly, before Jared puts the pieces together and comes downstairs to find her.
Convincing him that this was a normal outing had required epic levels of patience and self-control. She’d promised, she swore. Promised Courtney that she’d check out this spa with her. She was so sorry to run out like this, right before he has to leave, but his suitcase and garment bag were ready to go.
Oh, the dogs? Well, don’t worry about them. The spa is next door to a doggy daycare. Yeah! It’s so convenient! And they love getting to play with the other little dogs.
Have a safe flight...I’m sorry too.
Yes, text me when you land. Of course I love you.
When Courtney’s Prius pulls up, Bianca races to the door, flinging her duffel bag into the backseat and getting in as fast as possible.
“Are you alrigh-”
“Yeah. We’re not really going to Koreatown, right?”
She can’t bear to look into Courtney’s eyes, so she stares straight ahead, buckling her seatbelt. Courtney pauses for a moment, considering her response.
“We can go wherever you want,” she finally says, softly.
Bianca glances in the mirror, uneasiness growing as she catches her building looming in the background. She presses two fingers to her temple, swallowing hard.
“Just drive.”
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The populist paradox
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The populist paradox
By Lica Porcile, Norman Eisen The past four years have seen a global rise in populist right-wing leaders with distinctly authoritarian tendencies. The paradoxical tendency of populist leaders to win on anti-corruption platforms only to then themselves engage in alleged corruption has been widely noted. But there remains much more to say about the underlying causes of this conundrum. Three leaders whose rise and rule illustrate the underlying vulnerabilities of anti-corruption systems which populists exploit are Donald Trump in the United States, Jair Bolsonaro in Brazil, and Rodrigo Duterte in the Philippines. All used existing popular distrust of government and high perceived levels of corruption to their rhetorical advantage on the campaign trail. Once elected, they then used their offices to further weaken institutional venues for combating corruption by bypassing them, co-opting them with political appointees, and ousting critics. The results of this strategy are evident in the American, Brazilian, and Philippine judicial systems, and in the perceived increase in corruption in all three nations. The ongoing coronavirus pandemic has exacerbated the corruption challenges in all three countries, while also providing Trump, Duterte, and Bolsonaro with an opportunity to expand personal power through emergency measures.
Campaigning against corruption
An initial similarity among these three populists emerged on the campaign trail. Trump, Bolsonaro, and Duterte each deployed anti-corruption rhetoric in their campaigns. Yet they explicitly rejected traditional, institutional mechanisms to fight corruption, offering instead to fight corruption as individuals or through close allies. Trump’s campaign characterized liberal politicians as “elites” and repeatedly portrayed the political establishment as irredeemably corrupt, famously adopting the slogan “drain the swamp.” He coupled these claims with blatant attacks on established institutions that effectively combat corruption, particularly the FBI. Referring to the FBI’s decision not to prosecute Hillary Clinton over her use of a private email server, Trump called the system “rigged,” saying that the “FBI knows” that Clinton was “guilty.” Duterte’s campaign rhetoric closely resembled Trump’s. He famously promised to punish “friends, close friends, closest friends” if he caught even a “’whiff” of corruption. Duterte here equates governmental probity with personal probity. His promise implied not only that he would not tolerate corruption, but also suggested that his personal oversight was the only oversight needed. Bolsonaro paralleled Trump’s and Duterte’s personalized approaches, saying that he would “fight corruption with radicalism.” However, Bolsonaro also relied on the personal appeal of his close ally, the popular “Lava Jato” judge, Sergio Moro. Lava Jato (Operation Car Wash, in English) was an anti-corruption investigation that led to the arrest and conviction of former President Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva, Bolsonaro’s most formidable political rival, but recent leaks suggest that the investigators had strong biases against Lula and his party, the Partido Trabalhador. Bolsonaro praised the Lava Jato investigation repeatedly and approached Judge Moro prior to the election, offering him the position of justice minister. It is not coincidental that Bolsonaro, Trump, and Duterte, on three different continents and in three different years, took office with similar rhetoric. These leaders rose to power at a time when trust in institutions and traditional anti-corruption mechanisms was very low. Prior to the elections of Bolsonaro and Duterte, Brazil and the Philippines both elected progressive presidents who promised to strengthen anti-corruption institutions, only to see those presidents tainted by corruption scandals themselves. In Brazil, former President Lula was convicted of money laundering in 2017 and 2019, and his successor Dilma Rousseff was impeached in 2016. In the Philippines, President Benigno Aquino won on a traditional anti-corruption platform but his administration was tainted by scandals, and the Philippine anti-graft agency recommended he be charged with corruption. Following the failure of these previous governments, levels of perceived corruption in Brazil and the Philippines had generally increased in the years prior to Bolsonaro’s and Duterte’s elections. In the United States, while Americans believed government corruption was endemic, this number was stable prior to Trump’s election. Income and wealth inequality, however, were not. High levels of inequality, coupled with high levels of distrust, apparently strengthened resentment towards economic and political elites, providing the right environment for Trump’s “drain the swamp” rhetoric. A perception of corrupt political or economic elites strengthens the appeal of the populist narrative, and Trump, Duterte, and Bolsonaro expertly exploited this perception.
Personal corruption allegations
Despite their anti-corruption platforms, all three administrations have been plagued by corruption accusations. Bolsonaro’s son, Senator Flavio Bolsonaro, is currently under investigation for allegedly giving jobs in his cabinet to the family members of his political allies. These employees were reportedly paid with taxpayer money, did no actual work, and received only a fraction of their nominal salary, the rest of which Flavio Bolsonaro allegedly laundered and funneled to a militia being investigated for the murders of Brazilian left-wing activists and politicians. President Bolsonaro not only defended this militia, but his wife also received 89 million reals (over $16 thousand) from a political staffer accused of laundering money through the militia, whom Bolsonaro described as his friend and “soldier.” Trump’s corruption issues have been constant since his inauguration. He has openly accepted alleged “emoluments,” foreign and domestic government payments and benefits forbidden by the U.S. Constitution. He is only the third American president ever to be impeached, and he may face criminal prosecution if he loses the 2020 election. (Disclosure: One of the authors served as impeachment co-counsel and as counsel in civil litigation over the emoluments.) Trump is being investigated for, among other things, his alleged “tax dodges, illegal campaign contributions, and improper foreign contributions to his inaugural committee.” Trump could also potentially face charges on at least some of the 10 possible instances of obstruction outlined by Special Counsel Robert Mueller. Seven of his former aides have been prosecuted, pled guilty, or been convicted for various offenses, and a wide array of corruption allegations have been levied against his family members and associates. Duterte’s administration has been similarly mired in scandal. Duterte’s close ally Oscar Albayalde, previously a leading police officer in his drug war, was charged with corruption and allegedly covered for police enmeshed in narcotics trafficking. Albayalde is not alone. In August, the chief executive officer of the Philippine Health Insurance Corporation, Ricardo Morales, resigned as he and several other important members of the state corporation are facing graft charges. While Duterte announced that Morales would face charges, it was Duterte who had named him to head the public insurance corporation in the first place. Corruption allegations run even closer to home for Duterte. His daughter’s law firm, Carpio and Duterte Lawyers, “is not registered with the Security & Exchange Commission (SEC),” according to media reports, calling into question how the firm has been paying taxes over the past decade.
Institutional corruption concerns
While these specific corruption allegations offer examples of the failure of these populist leaders to live up to their rhetoric, they also reflect a broader institutional backsliding. Duterte, Bolsonaro, and Trump have sought to consolidate their personal power at the expense of existing institutions, and this has had severe negative impacts on the justice system, hindering anti-corruption efforts. All three presidents have been accused of “politicizing” the courts and leveraging friends and political allies in law enforcement to protect them and their inner circles. The erosion of the rule of law and transparency during the Trump administration has been far-ranging. Trump’s myriad outrages, such as attacking judges, prosecutors, and even the forewoman of a jury that issued a verdict against a well-known associate, Roger Stone, are detrimental to an independent legal system. His appointment of William Barr as his attorney general has had deeper long-term consequences. To take only one of the many examples, the Stone case demonstrates Barr’s meddling to protect the president. According to Aaron Zelinsky, a prosecutor in the Stone case, his Department of Justice supervisor “pressured” prosecutors to “minimize Stone’s conduct” and recommend a “substantially lower sentence.” Further, “days before the intervention” Barr also replaced the previous U.S attorney for the District of Columbia with his aide Timothy Shea, who according to Zelinsky was “afraid of the president.” Other examples abound. In Brazil, the justice system has been similarly destabilized. Earlier this year, Bolsonaro accused the Supreme Court of “committing abuses” after it authorized probes into allegations that Bolsonaro had personal motives for federal police appointments. Like in the United States, key rule-of-law actors have pushed back. The Supreme Court has also been investigating “anti-democratic rallies,” arrested militant Bolsonaro supporters, raided the offices “of alleged organizers,” and issued subpoenas “for communication records of federal lawmakers close to Bolsonaro.” The confrontation between Bolsonaro and the Supreme Court escalated when the president said the armed forces “won’t accept a politicized trial to destroy a democratically elected president.” Duterte too has meddled with the Philippines’ justice system. In 2018, the Supreme Court voted in favor of a government petition to remove a chief justice whom Duterte had labeled an “enemy.” She had vigorously opposed Duterte’s declaration of martial law in 2017 and questioned Duterte’s labeling of several public officials as drug suspects in 2016. Duterte’s ouster of Maria Lourdes Sereno was a serious blow to the judicial independence of the Philippines, leaving behind “a puppet Supreme Court.”
Coronavirus corruption
These tensions have been brought to a head by the current coronavirus crisis. The pandemic has provided these three populists a unique opportunity to increase and consolidate their personal power at the expense of checks and balances in their countries. This has also resulted in increased misconduct, bringing the cycle of institutional weakness and corruption to a new extreme. In the Philippines, Duterte claimed emergency powers, which he then used to arrest, as of early April, “almost as many people for violating Covid-19 curfews and lockdowns as it [the Philippines] had tested for the virus,” according to media reports. Duterte even announced that the military would “shoot dead” coronavirus “troublemakers.” Meanwhile, officials from the Philippines Public Health Insurance Agency were accused of stealing $300 million last year and are currently under investigation. Trump displayed a similarly troubling pattern of behavior. He claimed that the question of when to lift coronavirus restrictions in different states was his decision, rather than that of states’ governors. He then attempted to dictate how public schools and universities handled the crisis by threatening to withhold education funding and withdrawing tax exemptions. While Trump threatened schools, his friends, political donors, and allies have seemingly been enriched with Paycheck Protection Program loans designated for small businesses. Oversight remains hobbled, including by the president’s interference. Like Trump, Bolsonaro has found himself embroiled in fights against 24 of Brazil’s 27 governors, who sought to implement stricter measures in their states to prevent the spread of the coronavirus. When asked whether he would use the pandemic to “mount a coup,” Bolsonaro replied: “If I was I wouldn’t say so.” The country has likewise failed to prevent funds designated for medical equipment from being diverted, and contracts worth nearly 1.5 billion reals (nearly $280 million) are being investigated for fraud.
Conclusion
The co-optation of anti-corruption rhetoric is a continued danger to democracy and anti-corruption efforts globally. The effect of populist leaders on key institutions is evident in Brazil, the Philippines, and the United States. The coronavirus crisis has made the dangers of these weakened institutions plainly apparent: As millions struggle financially during the pandemic, government responses have been hindered by nepotism and graft. The question for Brazil, the Philippines, and the United States remains how to rebuild. Future governments must restore and strengthen traditional anti-corruption mechanisms that have been weakened in recent years, as well as the public trust. Both are fundamental to preventing a similar cycle of institutional destruction from occurring in the future.
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