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Photo credit: Noel Celis/AFP

So you found the hidden cellphone, hidden cat, owl, giraffe, etc. Here’s a new game for you: find “Justice” in this picture. If you think you can find it, then perhaps it’s time to ask yourself if it’s your heart that’s missing?

Read about the story behind this picture.

What you need to know about the Anti-Discrimination Bill

What you need to know about the Anti-Discrimination Bill

Note: Read a revised and updated version of this post on Esquire Philippines

Several Anti-Discrimination Bills were re-filed this 17th Congress by tireless champions and LGBT allies in the House of Representatives and the Senate. Here’s a snapshot of the bills and what you need to know about them:

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The war against poor Filipinos

The war against poor Filipinos

No one, as far as I recall, died from tanim-bala in NAIA, and yet it infuriated many of us,and we were angered by an apparent scam condoned or perhaps even operated by airport officials. Many were mad at President Aquino, too, for gaffes made by some government officials and by government inaction that was affecting Filipino travellers and migrant workers. But since July, hundreds have already been killed due to the so-called war on drugs and crime, with most deaths appearing on TV or our FB timelines in the same sickening narrative: killed by hitmen, their bodies wrapped in garbage bags or paper with a cardboard that says the victim is a drug offender, or killed by policemen in a buy-bust operation or inside police stations, where the police had to fire and kill them because they were fighting back or because they tried to grab arms from the police while in custody. Continue reading “The war against poor Filipinos”

I know Omar Mateen

I know Omar Mateen

I know Omar Mateen. I have seen him before.

He was that classmate who constantly joked that I am into kissing boys, who sniggered behind my back and called me gay. First to push me in the school hallway, first to throw a punch when I was already down.

He was the father who never hesitated to teach his son that liking boys is wrong, after beating him senselessly for being too sissy, for being too weak. Continue reading “I know Omar Mateen”