‘Journalists are Partners for Truth, Not Enemies’

PNP always says they respect press freedom, but can they walk the talk?

Skinned Injustice: Christine Silawan, Rest in Peace

It was a viral news story that gripped the entire nation. Last March 12, the authorities discovered the corpse of 16 year old Christine Lee Silawan in a vacant lot in Sitio Mahayahay, Barangay Bangkal, Lapu-Lapu, City Cebu. Her undergarments were missing. She had around thirty stab wounds. Half of her face has been skinned….

Wheel of Fate: A Short Film about Police Torture

At a secret detention facility, a criminal suspect learns that some games should never be played. #HumanRights #PoliceTorture [Entry 266, The SubSelfie Blog] About the Filmmaker: By day, Emannuel Escalona Jr. is a humble wedding videographer for Pixelfish Concept, taking accounts on conceptualizations, shoots and editing wedding videos. By night, he takes the cape of…

The Disappearance of Carl Angelo Arnaiz and Kulot de Guzman

The mysterious turn of events started in this particular place in West Bank, Cainta, Rizal on August 18, 2017. At around past 12 o’clock midnight, 19-year-old Carl Angelo Arnaiz was in his home tending to his sari-sari store by this window. Three of his neighbors were idly spending time here. Gelo, as his family would…

No, Mr. President, I Do Not Feel Safe

I live in Barangay Holy Spirit, Quezon City, adjacent to the Camanava district in Northern Metro Manila. Early morning, Friday, August 18, the Northern Police District was wrapping up their overnight drug sweep of Camanava that yielded 24 deaths, and 36 arrests. That same Friday, at around 1:30 am, I went home later than usual…

Nanlaban

Ang dali. Ang daling sabihin: “Eh kung ‘di naman kasi sila tamad, kung nagpursige ba sila sa pag-aaral. Kung ‘di sila nag-anak ng apat, anim, siyam. Kung ‘di na lang sila umalis sa probinsya para maghanap ng trabaho sa Maynila. Kung tumanggi sila. Kung ‘di sila adik. Kung ‘di sila tulak.” Ang daling sabihin kasi…

Their Last Moments on Earth

After dusk, when darkness sprawls over the metro — thieves, murderers and drug personalities find their most opportune time to do business. And where these hooligans leave a bloody mess, that’s where my duty as a graveyard reporter begins. The dirty job takes some getting used to. But I’ve never thought that my graveyard shift will…

When the Farmers Are Starving

They are farmers, making up more than 75% of the country’s 100 million population. But there they were, begging the government for rice that they have worked so hard for.

The PNP’s Chance at Redemption by Howie Severino

At no other time in recent memory has any group of policemen elicited as much public sympathy as the Fallen 44 SAF Commandos. In the midst of the horrific nightmare that triggered this outpouring of emotion is an opportunity. At any other time, many of us would regard the police as the least heroic, most…

Children of the 90s: The Fallen Officers of Oplan Exodus

During the first People Power Revolution in EDSA, these six brave men pictured above were babies or simply biding their time inside the wombs of their mothers. Like me, they grew up in the 1990s — when songs from the Eraserheads ruled the radio airwaves and when brownout was rampant. Years ago, they were just children. And they were still young when…

Of Rape and Other Demons: The Story of Anria Espiritu

Anria, my second cousin, it’s such an irony how I only got to know more about you now that you’ve passed away. We lived in the same barangay. Our houses were no more than three kilometers away from each other. You were just four years older. We could have made more childhood memories together. But we…