The Clicktivist

I don't mind the hacktivists taking over government websites. After all, their intentions are clear. They are sending a message the netizens approve. There too, is a pattern to their incursions. They take over websites at past midnight, and the portals they assault - like the Bangko Sentral and the IPO hardly affect the lives of ordinary people. I am so amazed of their advocacy that I "liked"

Why Its Hard To Blog These Days?

1. Writing has become a drag. Why spend two to four hours conceiving an idea and putting it into words, when you can simply share your life on Instagram, Twitter and Facebook? 2. Twitter. It's dynamic, densely populated and it only takes 140 characters to send a thought or update across. And there's always a receptive audience who is ready to click the re-tweet and favorite buttons, or respond to

Anal-Probing Sotto

"Am I man enough to stand by my principles?" Sotto must have been musing before delivering his speech."Even when the educated middle and liberal upper class, who have access to social media pelt me with criticisms? Tell lies about my family? Write ugly stories for everyone to read? Discredit, not only my character but everything I believe?" The Senator finds himself in very deep shit."Even when

Sottoism

Now I'm thinking, I'm gonna steal someone's blog entry. Yung tinitingala ko, then I won't attribute it to him. Haha.— Mugen JM (@soul_jacker) August 22, 2012There were many bloggers to choose from. There was Kane and his chichi blog, the venerable RedtheMod, whose wellspring of words I scoop with my literary bucket, and even Pilyo's, straight from the gut entries would be a suitable candidate. I

From Valenzuela City With Love

May peace and loveabide in your home.Daily blessings of Godare there for us to enjoyMayor Win GatchalianValenzuela CityHow sweet the text message. I was deeply moved even when the greeting came from an unknown number. Imagine, ako na tubong Manila, na ang lingering relation lang sa Valenzuela ay ang ex-boyfriend ko na forgotten na, and here is Mayor Sherwin G greeting me a very impersonal "Good

The Diarist

It's been eight years since I tapped the keyboard for my first blog entry. And for what it's worth, I've learned not only from my stories, but from those who got to read mine as well. I became a better person out of this notion that all my failures have to be written, and from this fear, the struggle for harmony would become a conscious undertaking. The blog speaks to me, it watches my every

Eclipse Gym 24/7

ShawIt's my gym day but my mind tells me not to go. After all, today is my rest day too, the overcast sky might bring some rain and my pockets are getting shallower with each passing day.Besides, my pecs, biceps and triceps are still recuperating from my last work out.But when I think of myself five years ago, when beads of sweat dribbled down my face while Coach Blakedaddy tells me to repeat the

Razon's Of Guagua

When I catch a glimpse of Razon's bright red logo, two things come to mind: Halo-halo and Kapampangan cuisine. Halo-halo, which has no direct English translation isn't really the kind of food I would eat as snack - given my undeveloped taste for local desserts. And as for Kapampangan dishes, I prefer meals served in its home province. After all, seldom do my gut find itself in the Cabalen

Foodie

Manang's Chicken Velvet SundaeA fitness advocate seldom confesses his love for food. For it is a sin to indulge his senses to gustatory delights. He would never tell the sheer joy of exploring the culinary wilderness, and share what he knows with fellow famished pilgrims. It's been ages since Souljacker became a food blogger. And because I get invited by Garppy to tag along when he goes around

V

Given that I have little time to spare, and I seem to be swamped with work and my video game addiction lately, responding to blog memes should be the least of my priorities. But to let this pass, and allow the moon to renew itself with another dance might lead to a full-blown amnesia. So might as well extend my stay in the workplace and share some of my closely-guarded secrets to those who wish

Project Tumblr

Twice I created a Tumblr account only to abandon the micro-blogging platform a few months later. Is it because I find the interface more difficult to navigate? The free layout lacking aesthetic merit? (on the contrary, a designed page comes with a steep price) Or because I'm not used to re-blogging other people's ideas, and instead prefer to come up with my own?Sa totoo lang, I find Tumblr users

Dear Ego

Feature mo naman si @Tanginaconfused dude. Hehe. Kung okay lang. :)Anu sabihin ko? :)Kaw... Sabihin mo mahal mo na siya... Hehehe. Seryoso?Exposure lang. Kaya mo na yan. Never associate it with me ha?Are you confused with your sexuality? What made you create that twitter account?Bucket? Masama? Hehehe?You are asking me to write about your other Twitter account. I need details. Kasi madami Tangina

The Lazy Writer

From a high of 26 blog entries published every month, the number of written works has been cut in half. There are five entries still needing closure, and a dozen more left unfinished in my drafts page. There are many reasons as to why there seems to be a steady diminishing of words. But I will leave to the observant reader to figure what these reasons are. I have become, a lazy writer, after all.

Peace In Our Time

Disclaimer: A reply to Shane's letter to Manila Gay Guy.A year before my homosexual urges were recognized, a group of curious and closeted men banded together on MIRC. At a time when there was no real concept of "straight-acting gay men," they drew the line between the effeminates and masculines. The common belief then was that the effeminates turn discreets into fairies, and the only way to stop

The Unspoken

We used to think the blog was an extension of our closet. You know, that sprawling fortress the size of a world, where nobody knows the life we nurture within. We tell our stories like nobody listens, or at least, having strangers as audience. Our dreams, heartaches, our erotic moments, the stuff that make us gay. The blog serves as our little pink diary because there are things we cannot simply

Spaceship Adidas

Boys and gays, I'd like to present my new bag. It was a Christmas present from JC.A scrooge like me will never spend on something like this. I'd rather let my old mobile personal carrier get torn to shreds first before it gets replaced. Now if you're wondering about its contents, on a regular work-out day, these are the stuff I keep inside my bag.1. Jersey Shorts2. Muscle Shirt3. Small Towel4.

Relief

YUMMY HOT KUYA, BAYANI NG CDOTinatayang hindi bababa sa isang libo katao ang namatay, karamihan mga bata, matapos ang magdamagang buhos ng ulan na nagdulot ng pagbaha sa Cagayan De Oro at Iligan City, Sabado ng madaling araw.Bilyon bilyong pisong halaga ng ari-arian at pananim ang kasamang naanod nang umapaw ang Cagayan at Tubod rivers. Tinatayang aabutin pa ng susunod na taon bago makabangon sa

Cheap

I was checking my Gmail account when I came across an e-mail from the Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf.And you know what my first reaction was? "Shit, did CBTL came across my blog? Is that why they are offering me free coffee?" You see, I use that Gmail address for online correspondence. I also do business with Bentusi using that account. While Nuffnang sometimes seed my inbox with their lame promotions,

The Star That Is Lilia Cuntapay

Put yourself in the shoes of a bit player. Someone who spends her waking days waiting for that call - A phone call from her agent for a role so insignificant, not even the supporting actors notice her presence. Imagine playing this role over and over for the next thirty years, and then one moment, in the dustbin of her career, a break comes. A role she has spent a lifetime of waiting to play.

Grammar Police

I have come to accept that English will always be my second language. No matter how many words I learn or sentences I mass produce in the assembly lines of my head, there will come a time when I would question the impeccability of my tongue.But when in doubt with my thoughts and the transmission of message seems to be hampered by a cluttered mind. First, I read my words aloud to find my Zen.