Poleteismo: art in the emperor’s new clothes

I admit, I never went to see the Kulo “art” exhibit at the CCP. I only saw two images on the Internet: the one where a phallus is stuck on the face of an image of Jesus; and the other where Jesus’ eyes seemed to me like they were bleeding. The former was shocking enough…

Passenger safety

I’m one of those Makati employees who travel to and from work five days a week via a shuttle service. It’s convenient and cost-efficient for us. However, like any other public utility vehicle passenger, we leave our lives precariously in the hands of drivers. We have no control over what will happen to us as…

Conversation no. 12: never too late to educate

With my left foot injured, I chose to stay on the boat and let the others go to the small lagoon for some exploration. So I grabbed a bottle of chilled San Mig Light and struck up a conversation with our boat captain — a 24-year old Palawan native named Dong. ME: Taga-dito ka talaga?…

Palawan (still) in my mind – day four: Honda Bay

After conquering my fear of the water from the last two days’ adventures, I got so pumped up for Honda Bay and the three islands that we’re schedule to hop into. Our group of 15 was split into two. Not surprisingly, a little confusion occurred as to which island to go to first. We went…