OK, I’m giving my two cents on this topic

I’ve been holding back on writing about this since so many of my colleagues in the industry have been posting about this on social media. I didn’t want to write it down because it makes my brain bleed. As I posted on FB:

As a journalist, you must ask the most obvious question. If you didn’t and just swept it under the rug, you are not doing your job. Or you have an agenda, which may not be noble.

Fluff piece? Yes. What’s your agenda?

Vico Sotto, the incorruptible, young mayor of Pasig, has attacked celebrity broadcasters Korina Sanchez and Julius Babao for allegedly practicing “envelopmental journalism” by featuring the Discaya couple, whose questionable wealth was featured in both of their magazine programs right after they filed for candidacy last year. They were DPWH contractors whose flood control projects were a total waste of public funds. Both shows were “lifestyle” shows that flouted the lifestyle of the rich.

The couple admitted in Julius’ show that they started to get rich when they became government contractors.

As a journalist, I would have raised hundreds of red flags right there and then. But no, Julius didn’t.

Korina didn’t.

Both of them swept it under the rug.

If I were in their shoes, I wouldn’t have accepted that interview, especially when everyone knows about the Discaya couple’s reputation and also the timing of the interview (right before the elections). Just the same I refused to write about Maharlika Investment Corp, the sovereign wealth fund that was formed by Sandro Marcos, Bong-bong’s son, and his uncle, Martin Romualdez. You know, sovereign wealth funds and Marcoses do not really spell “trustworthy”. Ever.

They said Karen Davila turned down the “opportunity” to interview the Discayas.

As a journalist, even if you are doing soft features, you still have the news judgment of whether the subject is worth featuring, even if it would just be a fluff piece. What would be the news value of such piece? You have to ask the questions, “Am I going to be an instrument of corruption and perpetuation of lies? Am I going to hurt the public?”

Korina Sanchez’s show, Balitang K, sent a press release to Philippine Star in an attempt to discredit Vico’s claim. The badly written statement inadvertently admitted that there was a “fee” for features. They later asked Philstar to take down the statement and sent a new one for publication.

Then they quietly took the interview off the internet. This does not do them any favors.

Then Korina threatened to sue Vico for cyber libel.

One of my bffs asked me if it’s true that Korina and Julius are corrupt. I told her, I don’t have evidence but I wouldn’t be surprised. I’ve heard whispers. I told her, only a few are clean in our industry. I told her, I know which columnists are worth PHP 50,000 per column (this was 10 years ago; I don’t know how much is the going rate now). I know how much is the budget for killing a story or an issue. I know who is asking for condo units or free phone bills or whatnot.

Media corruption is cancer killing our industry that is on its last legs.

Now, I told my bff, I’m on Vico’s side BUT there is a better way of doing this expose that he should have employed so that any libel case against him would not prosper. I took a semester of media ethics and media law in grad school so I would know how to cover our (me as journo and editor) asses. Vico was a bit careless in his statement, which gave Korina’s cyber libel threat legs to stand on. I’m on the fence if I should write down here the merits of the case, if ever she files a case, and the possible defense that Vico can use.

If I detail it here, I would be doing a disservice to my profession since this cyber libel will be a precedent and be used to torture every innocent and responsible journo in this country. It’s a tricky slope.

If Korina has brains, she would not pursue this case. The court of people has already nailed her to the wall as guilty and she would lose either way in the eyes of the public. She has nothing to gain. Vico will be vindicated either way. If I were Korina, she should take the road her husband, Mar Roxas, took after he was constantly vilified by the public, especially after his disastrous run against Duterte in the 2016 presidential elections. She should just keep quiet and let the issue die down. Like it or not, the news cycle in the Philippines is only two weeks and after that a new issue would crop up and this Discaya-Korina-Julius issue will naturally die on its own.

There, I said it. It made my brain bleed.


Down

I got sick a few days ago and I’m still feeling under the weather. I guess it could have been worse if I haven’t had my flu shot.

Prior to getting sick, I went to the Pet Expo with my sis-in-law last Friday. My bro’s family has two dogs and a cat so she’s also hoping to get discounted pet supplies and some freebies.

Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I availed the buy 1, get 1 promos for cat food and cleaners. I regret not having a trolley to carry cat litter, which were being sold at wholesale prices.

Ooooh giant litter box. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I also got freebies, which I’m afraid would further make my cats picky with their kibbles. Petmarra is so decadent that I’m using it as a treat instead of regular dry food.

I was also able to get an interview. 🙌 Wohooo!

We’re also being watched from above because we didn’t get stranded from the horrific traffic jam on Skyway (collision) on the way there. We were redirected instead to take C5 and told to take a u-turn and drive to East road then to Villamor, then NAIAX. We were also spared from the horrendous flooding that inundated motorists that day.

I really, really need to save up for the mods I will make on my car (17″ tires, mags, and new suspensions) to lift my car after the warranty expires. Sedans are not made for Metro Manila floods that’s why I got an MPV instead.


Nahhhh, no diving

Brewing fruit tea. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Can’t go diving. Twin I is down with flu while Twin A has colds but is up and about. Diving is not meant to be.

I wasn’t productive today. I just slept. I think I have a problem; the ghosting andd rejections are getting to me.


Is it Christmas already?!

At SM Makati. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I was about to buy bed sheets for my daughters and on my way to the SM department store, I saw these Christmas trees. Come on, SM! This is too early! I’m not yet prepared for Christmas! My mind thinks it is still May. I have yet to hit my targets at work.

Speaking of targets, my very low yield this month forced me at the last minute to drive to Makati to attend an event and hopefully get a story.

At an event with fellow journos. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I hate it that my batting average is only 1/10. It’s either I’ve been ghosted by people who initially were open for interviews or I was outright rejected. And it stings, even after 20+ years of doing this.

I really must find events outside of the Philippines to attend, even though I’m tired of flying out of the country every month.

Meanwhile, tomorrow is a holiday but Friday is sandwiched. Then Monday is another holiday so I could have had a 5-day weekend. I didn’t book a resort in Anilao because I thought the rains would be coming back. But I am wrong. Very wrong.

Current satellite image of the Philippines on NOAA

Hopefully I would be able to book something tomorrow. I’m just too tired tonight.

Cycles

Driving home after fetching my kids from school yesterday. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

This is just so low. I haven’t snagged an interview with anybody. Those who had initially been open have ghosted me. Then a headache-inducing feedback from an Indonesian company made me apoplectic because they wanted to change the angle of the story. 😡 As my colleagues said, that conglomerate is dodgy.

August is a dry month and it has been consistenly so for years.

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School bus driver

Full school bus. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

There are days that I doubted whether it was a wise decision to buy a 7-seater car when a 5-seater Raize would do.

Then there are days like today that made me think that I made a wise decision. I always knew I would be a school bus driver, since 1) our house is centrally located so it becomes the natural stop/hangout place/dumping ground for children who will be picked up later by their parents because they’re still at work; and 2) my kids are very outgoing and social and I would be the default chaperone of these kids.

At the back of my mind I knew I would be hauling more kids. I could stuff more children in the Crosswind but the Avanza is a good alternative for ferrying barkadas around.

They were chanting “Tagaytay! Tagaytay!” on the way to our house from their school. They were taking a video of it, perhaps to post on their chatgroup to make their classmates think we are indeed going to Tagaytay.

Ah they will look back on these days and think they were quite happy then.

Shoes of friends. My house is small but it can accommodate a lot of kids. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I’d rather have them all here to be safe than have a kid-free, noise-free, and neat home.

Earlier today, I had lunch with G, my friend from my my former TV network, who was doing a documentary in the town next to us. I gave him the coffee I bought in SG (the brand that he and my sis-in-law love) while he gave me this: a new fountain pen.

Ah! New budol. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

He said it writes so smoothly that I would get so addicted to it.


I loved Original Pilipino Music (OPM) in the 90s, when the likes of Eraserheads and Rivermaya rose to fame. I bought tapes of Color It Red, AfterImage, Wolfgang, and their contemporaries. I watched their concerts here in our little university town when I was in high school and college.

My love for OPM returned with the new breed of artists I discovered on Spotify. The song that haunts me now is Multo by Cup of Joe. It hits the gut, especially when you experienced so much over 40 years of your existence.

Multo means ghost in Tagalog and this song is about the ghost of the past, it can be ghost of a past love, ghost of what could have been, ghost of one’s dreams, or just happy memories of the past that you couldn’t get away from but could never have anymore. Translating it into English loses the beauty of the lyrics, the feelings that this song evokes. Pure Tagalog songs are beautiful. I find it hard to write in Tagalog even though it’s my first language. I think and write in English first these days, which is sad.

Hindi na makalaya
Dinadalaw mo ‘ko bawat gabi
Wala mang nakikita
Haplos mo’y ramdam pa rin sa dilim

(I could not free myself
You visit me every night
Even though I can’t see anything
I still feel your caress in the dark)

Mundo by IV of Spades made me listen again to the new generation of OPM artists. Their vibe is similar to the Manila Sound popularized by the likes of VST & Co in the 1970s and revived by now by IV of Spades and Lola Amour.

Ben & Ben is also one local band that I like.

K-pop could be popular worldwide but they’re manufactured musicians; P-pop kicks their butts. SB19 trained themselves–no agency, no manufactured music. They compose their own songs. No autotune. Twin I is obsessed with them.

I saw them perform during the New Year’s countdown in Makati in 2023-2024. They’re really good.

They’re really popular in Japan and Taiwan

There was a time I had Dionela on a loop while working and driving. He sounds like Neyo but still different, which I love.

I MISS GOING TO LIVE MUSIC VENUES, like I did when I was in my 20s. My friends and I went to Xaymaca to watch Reggae groups and to Conspiracy for indie acts like Cynthia Alexander.

Cynthia brings you to places you’ve never been to before but you have some kind of longing for it. It’s melancholy hitting you on the chest.