“The words are not good for the secret meaning, everything always becomes a bit different, as soon as it is put into words, gets distorted a bit, a bit silly—yes, and this is also very good, and I like it a lot, I also very much agree with this, that this what is one man’s treasure and wisdom always sounds like foolishness to another person.” ― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha
JAMAL ASHLEY ABBAS Media Studies Specialist, Educator, Petroleum Engineer, Writer, —————Where Media, Energy, & Culture Intersect Welcome to my digital hub. I’m an interdisciplinary professional with a deep passion for Media Studies, Education, Energy, and Social Transformation. I combine decades of experience in engineering, government service, academia, and journalism to explore solutions for today’s most pressing issues. Let’s bridge Knowledge… Continue reading My Portfolio
(Or My Life at UP CMC Graduate School during Nemenzo's Presidency) Last night, Khrysta and I went to the wake of Dr. Francisco Nemenzo at the GT-Toyota Asian Center Auditorium, UP Diliman. I first met Dr. Nemenzo in the late 1990s at a get-together at the residence of then Inter-Press Service (IPS) chief Kunda Dixit.… Continue reading Dodong Nemenzo, the Intellectual Activist
The Real Story of the Origins of the modern-day Malita There are just so many #FakeNews or #MisInformation or #DisInformation widely disseminated through the World Wide Web that one does not know what to believe anymore. One cannot trust even official government sites or even legal documents like congressional bills. Some may be harmless or… Continue reading MALITA, the town my great-grandparents built
It's the birth anniversary of my eldest brother Macapanton Rashid Yahya Abbas, Jnr. In our family, he was also called Limahong because of his Chinese features. We younger siblings would not dare call him such, except when he was not around. Our parents loved giving their children nicknames, mostly silly ones. When I was in… Continue reading Remembering Big Brother Jun Abbas
With the explosion of Information Technology, the amount of misinformation and disinformation multiplied since it can now be shared and distributed worldwide with just a click on the keyboard. And it remains in cyberspace, perhaps forever. Seemingly innocuous information could easily pass for facts.I just saw on the Internet such misinformation about my father. Actually,… Continue reading Misinformation, Disinformation, or Lack of Research ?
August 3, was the death anniversary of my father, Macapanton Abbas, Sr. I was just 5 and a half years old when he passed away, so I don't really know much about him, esp. when he was a young man. For whatever I remember of him, he was already an old man. He was already… Continue reading Portrait of My Father as a Young Man
Postprandial Musings, 2.0 