Were the two matrices hatched in China?

By JoeAm Two “collusion” matrices recently prepared by the Duterte government generated a lot of incredulous disbelief and amusement across the educated nation. The idea of a grand scheme to oust Duterte, a conspiracy of journalists, lawyers, Liberal Party principals, and opposition senators, simply did not make sense. The journalists are writers, not political players. … Continue reading

China Rules . . . an essential guide for Filipinos

By JoeAm It’s the dawning of a new day in the Philippines. The sun rises from the west, which may confuse a lot of people, so let me do my best to clarify the new China Rules, which is the way things work when a nation agrees to be subordinate to China. First of all, … Continue reading

Has the US lost her way, and lost the Philippines?

By JoeAm The United States was founded on the best principles from very bright minds who imagined a nation of citizens who could find personal enrichment and self-satisfaction by charting their own destiny. It worked fairly well for about 250 years, the energy of the nation’s young idealism fueling deep patriotic sacrifice and empowering a … Continue reading

The Philippines under China’s authority

By JoeAm The past is dead. Those good old Western-inspired ideals featuring freedom and fairness, truth, compassion and honor have been supplanted by Chinese-inspired ideals featuring control and favor, lies, brutality and utility. This is not speculation. This is the real world in the Philippines, today. Press freedom? Dead. Freedom of speech? Dead. Fairness under … Continue reading

National honor is not automatic. People have to want it, and work for it.

By Joe Am The Philippines has been wracked by internal bickering since Aguinaldo had Bonaficio tried for treason. We see this ruthless style of political in-fighting in local elections. It is not unusual to have hundreds of casualties across the nation. We see it today when President Duterte’s spokesperson Sal Panelo lays blame for China’s … Continue reading