The Philippines in 2039, a vibrant neutral state in harmony with China

By JoeAm We have some life’s decisions to make. We’d be wise to consider the future so we choose well. Right now, the Philippines is heading down the path of authoritarian leadership. That’s very different than democracy. Let’s project the Philippines forward as best we can. We are not statisticians and most of us have … Continue reading

The need for an anti-discrimination law in the Philippines

By JoeAm Filipinos generally treat other races with polite consideration. They are courteous to whites, Chinese, Japanese, and everyone else except perhaps blacks, as far as I can judge. Dark-skinned Filipinos are often ridiculed or otherwise treated badly. Women are not discriminated against in the job market, but everyday language is often discriminatory (the President’s … Continue reading

Trash wars and other Philippine nonsense

By JoeAm The Philippines almost went to war over trash from Canada, imported by Filipinos, and blamed on Canada. The 69 containers of nasty trash evidently sat in Customs stinking up the docks for six years and no one did anything about it. There was no reason, no money to be made in doing something, … Continue reading

A Message to the Enlightened Filipinos, by Senator Antonio F. Trillanes IV

By JoeAm The following article was sent to the blog by the media staff of Senator Sonny Trillanes. I reprint it here because, although it is a politically partisan message, it touches on many of the issues we have discussed recently regarding the recent election and the direction of the nation. Those who disagree with … Continue reading

Wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then

By JoeAm Those song lyrics were penned by rocker Bob Seeger in 1981. He was talking about a girl, but it perfectly characterizes my relationship with the Philippines. When I started engaging in on-line conversations a decade ago, I was inspired to know about this friendly, undisciplined, small-town nation.  Now I know too much, having … Continue reading