HALA BIRA!, HALA BASURA?
A week before Dinagyang, the city already changes its posture. Banderitas begin to bloom. Sound systems get tested. Food stalls start rehearsing their...
Herman M. LagonJanuary 22, 20265 min
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A week before Dinagyang, the city already changes its posture. Banderitas begin to bloom. Sound systems get tested. Food stalls start rehearsing their...
I have heard worse words shouted in a barangay basketball game over a bad foul, and nobody called it statesmanship; they called it ordinary Saturday. ...
There is a quiet kind of joy in ticking off a full list of government errands in one afternoon. Not because it happens often, but because when it does...
There is always one in every thread. You know the type. The one who snubs joy like it is a sin, who turns your good news into a courtroom drama, and w...
By Herman M. Lagon The most expensive thing to wear today is not a Rolex or Hermès scarf—it is a peaceful face. It comes from a full night’s sleep, th...
In a world where truth is often dressed in charisma and conviction, the most dangerous lies are the ones that wear robes of faith. We have seen it bef...
A funny thing happens in Philippine politics when English gets involved: one word can suddenly acquire the flexibility of a rubber band and the stamin...
Some ideas spread faster than official memos because they sound like relief. The four-day workweek is one of them. Mention it in a faculty room and yo...
We have a way of laughing even when the news feels like a slap. My prediction since 2022 is captured in two words: “Popcorn, please.” It is the kind o...