There are countries that lose wars. There are countries that lose money. There are countries that lose leaders, elections, industries, borders, and dignity. Then there are countries that lose faith in themselves. That, to me, is the quieter death. Not sudden. Not dramatic. Not the kind that arrives with smoke, sirens, or a final scene worthy of history books. It
Tag: filipino diaspora
I promised myself I was done. Finished. Retired. Emotionally pensioned off from Philippine politics. I had decided – quite sensibly, I thought – that I would stop watching what was happening back home. No more news. No more political drama. No more headlines so absurd one initially assumes they were written by satirists with unresolved anger issues. I was going
I grew up being told that utang na loob was virtue. That it was the glue that held us together. That without it, we would become cold, Western, selfish. That gratitude was our superpower. What they never said was the price. You feel it early. The tone shifts the moment you do well. Not celebration. Accounting. Who helped you. Who