“We do not remember our past; we do not treasure our history; we have no pride of place.”
Each time I pass by Quirino Avenue going north from my residence in Manila, I get to see the façade of the old Paco train station. In my grade school days, we took the slow but then comfortable train to our hometown San Pablo City.
There was even a dining coach where...
“We do not remember our past; we do not treasure our history; we have no pride of place.”
Each time I pass by Quirino Avenue going north from my residence in Manila, I get to see the façade of the old Paco train station. In my grade school days, we took the slow but then comfortable train to our hometown San Pablo City.
There was even a dining coach where...
“It upends them all.”
Just as I turned off the monitor from which I watched intermittently the long Senate investigative hearing “in aid of legislation”...
“In Bongbong and Sara, history repeats itself.”
The vice-president, in what are now described as “bizarre” and “unbecoming” statements, has just confirmed something any perspicacious...
