Elections are over. After just a day of nearly forty million Filipinos lining up under the sun and rain, a new mayor was elected, everybody accepted the results and the faces of those who’ve lost, who have since been forgotten. You may be one of those who decided the fate of our country for the…
Author: JR Rebellon
The democracy that was given to Filipinos has brought the blessing of bestowing the power to decide the fate of the country as citizens, especially during election time. Unlike neighboring countries that continually engage in different political conflicts without so much as a semblance of democracy, Filipinos are more fortunate to savor a sort of…
Feeling lethargic as you wake, or just can’t find the right way to start your summer morning? Was your usual school day rush habit kicking in, only you had the rest of the day to do anything? Is your energizing playlist full of Avicii or Zedd and yet you find that coffee is not…
Crash Course: Revving up the old king
Photos from Sarao Motors Inc. Each day, we never fail to notice the congestion on the streets, or the barkers on the road trying to call your attention with their loud monotonous cries. Top everything with traffic enforcers and their exaggerated signaling and you could say that yes, there might be only one experience…
Struggles in the house of light
As the nights grow longer and the chilly wind blows by us now and then, one can immediately tell what is going on. The sparkling lights that go with the jolly tunes. The colorful garlands hanging around loosely, and the news program announcing the countdown of days – nobody can deny Christmas is coming, although…
A smoker’s lease on life
“Smoking kills.” From an old slogan born of the anti-tobacco campaigns of the ‘80s, the phrase now comes as a warning tagged to every box of cigarettes– a warning many perhaps choose to ignore, before consuming stick after stick of those little white rolls of nicotine, tar, ash, and a generous dose of at least…
Once, in the sepia tone of our memories, we see our five-year-old selves creeping under the dining table with our little plastic swords while the bad guys are lurking around the corner, guns at the ready. Barbie got kidnapped by the evil witch and Elmo commanded his pirate ship. Towels were our capes, and we…
Because Uncle Juan needs you
“ The land of the free and the home of the brave… ” The closing words to a song now sung in privatized state schools throughout the nation; which, by the way, have partnered with private enterprise to provide uber-high-tech, sustainable, eco-friendly (on paper anyway) hydroponics farms for every farmer in the countryside. Only this…