NOAH and the deluge of politics
There are storms that soak us, and storms that should sober us. Typhoon Tino did both. Cebu’s grief—cars stacked like toys, homes swallowed whole, fam...
Herman M. LagonNovember 11, 20254 min
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There are storms that soak us, and storms that should sober us. Typhoon Tino did both. Cebu’s grief—cars stacked like toys, homes swallowed whole, fam...
There are cities that drown with every headline, and there are cities that rise quietly with every storm. Iloilo, in part, belongs to the latter, but ...
Fear has always been humanity’s oldest operating system. People once feared the wheel would destroy old ways. Later, they thought electricity might wa...
A week ago, my daughter Parvane introduced me to The Chosen Series at Netflix. While Typhoon Tino roared outside our home in Lapuz Norte, I spent the ...
“Filipinos are resilient.” It is our favorite national line—spoken by officials, flashed on headlines, posted with hashtags every time disaster strike...
It started with a seemingly harmless post—a bright, cheerful poster for Dinagyang 2026 listing twenty-two sporting events under the banner “Mayor Rais...
I still feel the heat and buzz of that WVSU hall when the Quezon team walked in—Kuya Bodjie cracking jokes, Jericho Rosales talking about stepping int...
There was a time when a master’s or doctorate felt almost sacred—a capstone of grit, patience, and ideas tested by long nights and tougher mentors. Ye...
A drop of rain patters on the windowpane of a modest boarding house in Tiwi, Barotac Nuevo, Iloilo, and for a moment the tick of every drop feels like...