Me, again

Let this be a Reminder to our present Newscasters, Journalists, TV Personalities, here and elsewhere with hopes for better programming. GMA Channel 7, this one's for you. I wouldn't post this if I didn't care. From Wikipedia: The Journalist's Creed  is a personal and professional affirmation and code of  journalism ethics  written by  Walter Williams  in 1914. The creed has been published in more than 100 languages, and a bronze plaque of The Journalist's Creed hangs at the  National Press Club  in  Washington, D.C.  Williams was the founding dean of the  Missouri School of Journalism . The Journalist's Creed I believe in the profession of journalism. I believe that the public journal is a public trust; that all connected with it are, to the full measure of their responsibility, trustees for the public; that acceptance of a lesser service than the public service is betrayal of this trust. I believe that clear thinking and clear statement, accuracy and fairness a

This blog is borne out of a phone confrontation between me and my sister/doctor regarding Macoy's worsening behavioral condition. I want to make it as pithy as can be. My sister’s so-called paranoid reassurance in dealing with others prompted by me calling in the Barangay (Local) Officials to the house… I really don’t care, do you? Sabi ni Ate, mag-ingat ka, gag-ganchohin ka lang nila...referring to my newfound friends in the gym. To be fair, although I may appear to be carelessly friendly to most people, I know what I'm doing and I practice discretion at all times but this is still sound advise coming from her. But now that I think about it, what a weird thing to say. Even my friends in the neighborhood she says are just acquaintances. It’s as if saying I should not trust anybody at all. I’m sorry but I still believe in the goodness in man, little though it may be…it still can be nurtured, for trust is the foundation of love. Besides, action speaks louder than words, sister. I

With all the celebratory goings-on at this Eve of the Paris Olympics 2024 and I’m still stuck at home with my guardian faggot outside who keeps waiting for something that he wants that will not come from me, something that will never happen, and something he does to keep me stuck in a place I have no business to be in right now because I know I deserve better…obviously better than low-grade him, I am all the more reminded of the crab-mentality pervasive in such a poor country such as this. Some trait he espouses and keeps him alive and kicking…like the crab that he is or even something more hideous. Just outside our gates, he is there waiting to pounce on me when I’m quietly sitting in our dilapidated dining room, gathering his band of Diwata helpers (squatters, his favoured minions) to make me annoyed with their ugly dicks and loud sounds, as if to say, hey, take a look at us, your reality. You belong to us, the dark continent the ones with the dark countenance. You may go out with yo

After the onslaught of Typhoon Carina, we are left with watching the rainy day but highly engaging Opening of the 33rd Paris Olympics on You Tube  as only the French  Mesdames et Messieurs   can deliver (...thanks YouTube and Smart Sports! I miss watching TV5 Monde btw.)  As a matter of fact, it's a 4-hour live stream and I'm still not through watching it. It's in faraway France, and although it's also raining there, it won't dampen the spirit of the athletes especially the select 22 people to represent the Philippines (I hope) for it's only rain and the lovely river Seine. So here are the chosen 22! Here's your chance to redeem the Philippines' golden status on the world stage, if not simply enjoy your participation in the Olympics. Go Philippines!   Boxing, Rowing, Swimming, Weightlifting, Golf, Pole Vault, Gymnastics, Hurdles, Judo... Let's collectively cheer for them, shall we? For the full list of athletes, click here. * U p d a t e s: * Congrat

Oh boy!   It's 8:24 am MLA time and the rains have been cascading non-stop since early this morning. As a matter of fact, we have been issued a Red Alert Warning by the NDRRMC (National Disaster Risk Reduction and Management Council) for the current weather conditions. That means that we are experiencing severe, extreme and excessive weather and that we are advised to stay home as classes in private schools as well as attendances in government offices have been cancelled. And I thought the Orange Alert yesterday was already intense as I was scrambling to get home from the gym at 10 am when there was a sudden downpour, to try to avoid our subdivision's accumulation of creek water possibly resulting in a mini street flood and my car being stranded in traffic. Yikes! 😱 Anyway, this present scenario, a quick look at the local news and me being stranded at home now has given me time to think and blog about it...for what's a girl to do? The streets of Manila right now inundated

We're already in July this year and it may or may not be customary for you to recollect the first half of the year but I'm doing it just the same because basing on this 2024 selfie collage alone, I've been through quite a lot and it's worth the recollection, hoping or even assuming the next half will be just as filled with memories, both happy or happier.  Thanks to my Samsung Galaxy S8 which I bought as a second hand unit in January, I have accumulated good snapshots of myself when I'm out and about the mall where I gym and shop or window-shop and in doing so, monitored myself in the process. As the mind is a constant orchestration of songs when I'm being peripatetic, I am always reminded by the song My Favorite Things  when I’m walking alone so as never to be sad and I would like to share what this means to me: Rayban Wayfarers and Starbucks Espressos Whipped cream that stays on my nose and eyeglasses Nice Puma shoes that's on sale for the masses These are