Author: Ronald Polong
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As Dirty As A Charcoaled Rug
Everyone in the compound seemed awakened by the loud voice from the entrance. Even a nocturnal guy like me, who spends the wee hours of the morning watching tacky movies like Bruno and Borat, was moved out of bed by a man’s jovial yet familiar voice. I was not mistaken. It was Kuyang Rey, the…
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Between the Giant and Rationality
In Manila, it is not uncommon to see mothers spending countless hours playing bingo, “tong-its” (local version of poker), or “mahjong” (an addictive Chinese tile game) while neglecting household chores. Mothers are often oblivious to their children crying and unaware that they are burning the hard-earned money their husbands had brought home from scavenging or…
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The Hostility of Colonialism
Who would not want a new car or a new SUV? I mean, in a poverty-stricken country like the Philippines, it is very sardonic to see that while most people still complain about having inconsiderable money to make both ends meet, the majority still quench their insatiable thirst for imported cars, be it by means…