Is good government possible in the Philippines?

By Chemrock “In defeat, malice; in victory, revenge” quote from the TV series “Yes, Minister” characterizes the perennial political battles in the Philippines. There is no ideology, no platforms. A senatorial candidate admitted he does not know what is the job of a senator. It’s all personal, very personal. And so, as often the case, … 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

Accepting accountability requires intellect, not emotion

By JoeAm Most people who are pro-democracy, pro-human rights, and pro-Philippine civility and competence rightfully reacted with a shudder or a scream or a wail about the results of the 2019 election, especially the senators who were voted in. People of no known law-writing competence – known killers and plunderers – now sit in the … Continue reading

Ist Gott tot? (Is God dead?)

By Chemrock The madman ran through the marketplace shouting “Gott ist tot. Wir haben ihm getötet. (God is dead. We have killed him.)” German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche wrote in Zarathustra in the 1880s on the rise of the Rational Man. The invisible, all-powerful Divinity is just a figment of man’s imagination. God is killed in … 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