Campus Journalism today

Posted on August 08, 2017

Is the school newspaper just taking notes of what happened around us? Merely a newsletter? 

Your Newsfeed is NOT News! 

Posted on August 08, 2017

“A lie can travel halfway around the world, while the truth is putting on its shoes,” quote usually attributed to Mark Twain. Although, many are doubtful if the famous writer really uttered the quote, it’s one reason why this paradox proves its point. 

On the right side of wrong 

Posted on August 08, 2017

This is another episode of things the Philippine government suggests to make already disturbing matters worse. 

To the Villain’s Rescue 

Posted on August 08, 2017

Idealism, if nothing else, provides the narrative arc in the lives of otherwise boring people. 

The Business in College Sports

Posted on August 08, 2017

The recruitment of student-athletes from one college to another is becoming an awful trend. The move has become very popular especially between two major leagues in the National Collegiate Athletics Association (NCAA) and the University Athletic Association of the Philippines (UAAP) where schools from one league, mostly the UAAP, lure and recruit players from the NCAA. 

EDITORIAL: Finding hope in Marawi

Posted on August 08, 2017

Weeks have already passed. The country has lost countless numbers of brave soldiers and innocent civilians already. Social media sites are now polluted by unhealthy arguments and unsubstantial reasoning. Yet, the Battle of Marawi, provided with "logistics and intelligence" of the United States, unfortunately, is still ongoing.

You have fought valiantly

Posted on August 08, 2017

“Just bomb my location, Sir.”

Let's all RICE

Posted on August 08, 2017

Leave the unlimited rice promo alone.

Don’t drink the Kool-Aid!

Posted on August 08, 2017

If I earned a dollar for every discourse existing under a suspicious article there is on the internet, heaven forbids but my face would be on Forbes magazine for 12 consecutive issues.

Meditations on the Anti-Hero

Posted on August 08, 2017

As a child, I was often hostage to my mother’s whims. To put it simply, this meant no matter how comical or aggravating her wishes, the woman’s word would come as final edict. When I was 12-years-old, she made the decision, in the noble pursuit of culture and the arts, to buy me my first serious novel and make me read it in its entirety—my protestations notwithstanding.

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