Bowed Heads

I WAS ROUSED this morning by the smell of rain, by the pungent aroma of water seeping into the parched earth. My mind was drawn to what flooded the soil of Inang Bayan not too long ago, and by association of ideas this verse blew me wide awake: “Your brother’s blood cries out to Me

No Surprise

BY A VOTE of 261-18, the two Houses of Congress yesterday voted to extend the imposition of martial law over the entire island of Mindanao until December 31, 2017. I waded through most of the coverage, waiting to be persuaded that the extension was crucial. I wasn’t. WHY CONTINUE? I’m convinced that the persisting Maute-ISIS threat needs

Again

I’VE HEARD THE arguments and I agree, it’s an option. But I don’t feel it’s the best one, or that it’s even warranted now. Martial law will spark rancor perhaps until my generation dies out. We were the “martial law babies” raised in the Marcos dictatorship, whose vistas and opportunities were constricted from the moment we could walk. We were the