Dr. Bernie Anabo Jr
The Bureau of Customs (BOC) is now in the eye of a storm after Commissioner Ariel Nepomuceno blew the whistle on the corruption and manipulation happening inside the agency’s X-Ray Inspection Project (XIP) — a division once designed to safeguard trade but now allegedly the nerve center of smuggling.
During a Senate hearing, Commissioner Nepomuceno admitted that X-ray images are being tampered with, showing “clean” cargo even when contraband is hidden inside.
And insiders are pointing fingers at one man: “Angas Boy,” a.k.a. Mr. Bibingka — the swaggering operator behind the scenes.
“How much is the going rate for silence, Mr. Angas Boy cum Mr. Bibingka?”
That’s the question now echoing in the corridors of Customs.
THE XIP IN CHAOS — MACHINES OR MEN?
Smuggling syndicates are running free while X-ray machines “mysteriously fail” to detect illegal shipments.
But is the problem really the equipment—or the people running them?
Sources inside the BOC whisper that certain XIP personnel, including one “Angas Boy cum Mr. Bibingka,” are sabotaging the system to allow selected containers to pass unscanned.
Even Nuctech and Astrophysics, the respected Chinese supplier of the X-ray machines, is being dragged through the mud.
In neighboring countries, Nuctech and Astrophysics are trusted for accuracy and performance.
In the BOC? Suddenly, their machines “can’t see” suspicious cargo. Convenient, isn’t it?
“Where are the physical inspections?” one insider asked.
Attention, Deputy Commissioner Gen. Bathan — your name is being linked to the mess.
Rumor says your position was “downgraded” — from Deputy Commissioner to Collector IV — For Collector! As in PARA KAY…..
No wonder ukay-ukay and smuggled goods are now flooding the markets.
The BOC’s x-ray system is no longer just malfunctioning — it’s compromised.
ARROGANCE WITH CONNECTIONS — THE RISE OF MR. BIBINGKA
Who is this Angas Boy who struts through Customs halls like he owns the place?
Our investigation reveals that his arrogance may come from high-level protection — reportedly tied to Executive Secretary Lucas Bersamin himself.
That explains the swagger.
But as the old saying goes: No backer lasts forever.
We’ve spoken with several Customs insiders — from the Iron Lady to the Tiger Lady — and all agree:
This man is pure ego, all noise, and empty substance.
“He’s like a loud tin can — makes a lot of sound, but hollow inside,” one insider quipped.
Despite Commissioner Nepomuceno’s No-Take Policy, the TARA system (the infamous grease-money network) is alive and well under this man’s watch.
And he’s notorious for name-dropping — generals, judges, even Palace officials — as if he owns half of the government.
But the Senate is now circling.
Prepare your voice, Mr. Bibingka — you might soon be called to sing.
The difference is, this song might end out of tune.
MR. BIBINGKA AND HIS “SWEET ESCAPE”
The plot thickens.
Beyond the scandals at work, whispers say Mr. Bibingka is investing in more than just real estate.
Luxury houses, cars, and high-end watches are allegedly under dummy names.
Why? Because the real treasure, insiders claim, is Ms. Bibingka — his supposed romantic partner, often seen in a hotel near the Department of Finance in Malate.
Yes, you read that right.
While Customs is drowning in corruption, love is in the air.
Want to spot him? Just follow the scent of freshly baked bibingka this Christmas — sources say that’s where you’ll find him, all smiles and secrecy.
FROM CUSTOMS TO CITY HALL?
As if that weren’t enough, rumor has it that Mr. Bibingka is eyeing a mayoral seat after his BOC stint — supposedly using his “earnings” from Customs as a political war chest.
Imagine that: the man behind broken X-rays and invisible shipments now wants to run a city.
If this happens, brace yourself for flood control projects that don’t exist, ghost roads, and vanishing public funds.
He’s already mastered the art of “disappearing containers.”
City budgets would be next.
THE FINAL WORD
The Bureau of Customs under Commissioner Ariel Nepomuceno is fighting to clean its ranks — but the rot runs deep inside the X-Ray Inspection Project.
“Angas Boy cum Mr. Bibingka” may have powerful friends, but as the Senate prepares to dig deeper, his days of swaggering impunity may be numbered.
Money, arrogance, and connections might have built his empire —
But the same trio may soon bring it crashing down.
Ambot sa kambing na may bangs — the show isn’t over. To be continued…
