It is my firm belief that writers who are published in the Sunday paper are smarter, communicate better and are more relevant. They are less frivolous than the rest of the week's so-called serious journalists. They write about things that really matter (so trite, I know... but true) and the stuff that challenges the mind, feeds the soul and makes life worth living from Monday to Saturday. They're the people I would kill to be stuck on a desert island with: Jessica Zafra, Scott Garceau, Patricia Evangelista, Louie Cruz, Ruben V. Napales, Adel Tamano, Gilda Cordero Fernando and Chit Roces, just to name a few.
Last Sunday, 6 November 2011, F Sionil Jose wrote The Man who Holds a Candle: Cesar Virata in the Marcos Regime for The Philippine Star.
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An excerpt: "The creation of a stable and just state has always been man's greatest aspiration from ancient times to the present. The need for absolutes in morality as guidance, as a measure by which the legitimacy of the ruler is measured is always necessary, but such absolutes are more of a goal than a given in any government. The huge gray area between black and white is where many of us act out our fates."
Whoa. You talkin' to me?
Here's one more: "The abolition of poverty-- the wherewithal to diminish it and injustice as well-- does not spring from political or economic ideology but from a stern moral imperative."
In other words, to alleviate poverty, a nation must be led by someone who truly has the interests of the poor at heart, and who doesn't think of "helping the poor" as a mere intellectual exercise. This usually means someone who is poor himself. The problem is, the rich people won't let the poor lead.
Tomorrow is Sunday. Time to give the brain a little workout.