Clavio had asked Villaruel what prompted him to take over the control tower. “You are one of those who say that we must put the Philippines in order but nobody listens. Maybe its time we drove the Filipino to the truth, the real truth,”
“I am just an ordinary man. I could see that we’re going nowhere. I am an inventor [of airplanes] and if I could see that one engine is turning left and the other is turning right, I’m sure we’re going to crash.” He added the administration had imprisoned ordinary soldiers accused of selling ammunition and gasoline, “a pittance, compared with the big shots” who are able to bag multi-million peso projects through bribery. “There’s too much corruption.”
Villaruel’s companion remained silent most of the time and commented only when the former called his attention by saying: “I don’t know about this aide, he might even be the one who will shoot me. Are you with me all the way?” Gatchaliar replied, “Don’t worry sir, I will not abandon you.”
Until the last moment, Villaruel was raging against the inhumanity of society, noting the squatters along Roxas Boulevard, hidden behind the facade of tourist’s attractions; the huge government debts, and the purchase power adjustments shouldered by the masses.
“Let us hope that Pilo [Villaruel’s other nickname] did not die senselessly,” said one of his former subordinates, who remember him as someone truly proud to be a Filipino. http://archives.californiaaviation.org/airport/msg28246.html