Since I’m on a self-imposed detention and can’t roll around for more than two months, I’ve decided to keep this blog updated by posting my old essays.
I submitted them for the Youngblood section of the Philippine Daily Inquirer, but they were rejected. And I’m glad they suffered that fate. They made me wince in shame while re-reading them. They were either awfully childish or simply incoherent.
I edited them without a heart and here they are now, ranked from what I consider the best down:
- Death of a boxer
April 2007
Many young Filipinos pin their hopes in the dangerous sport of boxing. One of them—a son of Koronadal—came home inside a coffin - Stop the violence
March 21, 2006
When a bomb explodes, old, painful memories of Mindanaoans are awakened - Judge them by what’s IN their heads—and what’s ON their heads
September 14, 2006
Young Mindanaoans are up-to-date with pop culture - The cry
March 15, 2006
Muslims and Christians can live in one village without killing each other - Going green
June 2, 2006
Long before Al Gore won the Nobel, I’ve been facing the inconvenient truth in my own weird way - No love lost
September 28, 2008
Reflections on 1950s Cuba, democracy and PGMA - A mugful of coffee
February 2006
Simple worries have a simple solution - Keep on rockin’
December 2006
A letter to a band and for myself - A god named Manny
November 2006
The man who put General Santos City in the world boxing map - Don’t get sick
March 21, 2006
Mother, mother, I am sick! Call the Congress very quick!


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