I neeeeddd to sleeeeeep. I had coffeeeee at 10:30 pm. 🫩

I don’t know what the other three drinks were. They were paired with food that you can inhale in one go.

Because we were tipsy, a friend and I needed to have at least a latte before driving home in opposite directions. Our conversation went like this:

We journalists have an inverted pyramid/Maslow’s hierarchy of needs. We fulfilled first our need for self-actualization after J-school/college, at the start of our journalism career. Then the older we get, the more we need to fulfill the most basic needs. We’re already at this stage of survival; we need to make real money to pay for food, water, shelter, sleep, and homeostasis.

That’s why many have left this profession.

We give so much and yet we get so little.

AI is also destroying us.

The subscription model for news is not going to work in the Philippines. Pinoys don’t want to pay for content. You give your hand, they want your arm.

This profession, is there any future in it?