Price of truth
Marc Nathaniel Servo Journalists have always self-regulated themselves within the tight scrutiny of integrity and public service, the same values that separate them from vloggers in an era of doubt:
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When the real test isn’t on the court
A stopwatch. A scoreboard. A stat sheet. This is how sport is supposed to decide winners. But in the 33rd Southeast Asian Games in Thailand, victory is being measured not
Ghosts in the flood
“I’m not disappointed, I am very angry.”—that’s how President Ferdinand Marcos Jr. proclaimed himself as he inspected the infamous ₱55-million “ghost” riverwall in Baliuag, Bulacan. Standing before the unfinished structure, he
Where martyrs are murdered twice
The assassination of Benigno “Ninoy” Aquino Jr. on August 21, 1983, was not merely the murder of a man but the attempted execution of democracy itself. His death unmasked a
Suppressed suffrage
When was the last time you shaded a ballot for the Barangay and Sangguniang Kabataan Elections (BSKE)? For many, it is hard to recall, not because democracy is unimportant, but
Maturity is letting your inner kid be immature—intentionally
Bernadette Soriano Sometimes, being an adult feels like being trapped in a showroom: perfectly arranged, always presentable, never allowed to spill. But what if the real measure of maturity isn’t
Patriarchal economy of women’s suffering
Marjuice Destinado It’s infuriating that a woman like Liza Soberano can expose years of abuse and the world’s first instinct is to twist her pain into a love story. She
Pagsulsi muli sa punit na lipunan
Mula sa mga kamay ng nakaraang henerasyon, iniabot sa atin ang mundong ito. Ngunit ang iniabot ay hindi buo: tila isang lumang lona na pinunit ng kasaysayan, tinahi ng digmaan
Performativity as the final boss we can’t outplay
Bernadette Soriano Belonging has always been a performance; the internet just gave us front-row seats to each other’s shows. In recent discourse, the phrase ‘performative male’ has surfaced as a
Takbo gusto, pakundangan ayaw?
Kenjie-Aya Oyong Dalawang taon na ang nakararaan nang una akong mapasyal sa Unibersidad ng Pilipinas–Diliman. Inakala kong para akong nasa ibang dimensiyon; isang takas mula sa ingay at polusyon ng
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