Volume 7, Issue No. 57
OPINION/COMMENTARY
/ News That Fears None, Views That Favor Nobody /
. . . . . A community service of The Filipino Web Channel (TheFilipinoWebChannel@gmail.com) and the Philippine Village Voice (PhilVoiceNews@aol.com) for the information and understanding of Filipinos and the diverse communities in North America . . . .
Our latest as of Saturday, July 4, 2026
~ Our neighbour to the south is celebrating its founding 250 years ago. From that time on, America has emerged as the strongest, economically and militarily, democracy in the world. It's a country to love and nourish. For years, America was my home. It's still home for my siblings and their offspring. In America, I learned to be my own, to be a free and independent journalist. America gave birth to my community newspapers.
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BORN JULY 4, 1776
America at 250 Years Is
Still the America to Love
By ROMEO P. MARQUEZ
Editor, The Filipino Web Channel
"My roots are my strength, not my weakness." — Alex Eala
TORONTO - America is 250 years told today, July 4. For all of sixteen years, it had been my home. My parents and siblings and their offspring have grown their roots there.
Four generations of the family are inextricably linked to the "huddled masses" in Emma Lazarus' words, as are the millions of people from all over the world who see America as the beacon of freedom, hope, and opportunity.
Because of the politics these days, however, everything seems aspirational. No longer can we feel free and fearless because of our skin color, accent, and culture that betray our origins.
On September 11, 2005 on the fourth anniversary of the 9/11 Twin Towers attack by the Islamic terrorist organization al-Qaeda, I had the pleasure of visiting Liberty Island where stands the Statue of Liberty while on a news coverage in New York City. (Related story: https://timecircumstance.blogspot.com/)
I had long wanted to see the statue, France's gift to the United States, which was erected in October 1886, or 110 years after America had declared independence from British rule on July 4, 1776.
Being there and seeing it with my own eyes was quite personal for me. I had adopted the statue's torch as the symbol of the community newspaper, the Diario Veritas, I had founded in San Diego, California in June 1998, to coincide with the 100th year of Philippine independence from Spain.
The torch, with its three rays of flame, may have appeared like another artwork, but its symbolism should not be lost to Filipinos the paper had endeavoured to serve. My perspective was that the flames represented the Philippines' main islands, i.e., Luzon, Visayas, and Mindanao.
Coupled with the torch was the advocacy I espoused then, and continue to follow up to this day in my news outlets: "Courage to say the truth." (Related video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9vcuamfGCI).
At Liberty Island, I felt so overwhelmed by the inscription at the Statue of Liberty - the poem entitled The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus. These lines are particularly poignant:
“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
When I moved to California in 1994 after decades of working as a foreign correspondent for two major international news agencies, it wasn't so much as to breathe free as to find new opportunities.
Throughout my journalism career till the mid-90s I worked as an employee, handsomely-paid but answerable to higher authorities. In the US, that trajectory changed on my own accord. I was free and independent of corporate rules. I decided the future of my own newspaper.
The challenges were stimulating, and so were the prospects for a newspaper I founded, managed, and edited. In that respect, America was a country to love, for it nurtured me to be my own man.
Three community newspapers came out of that fostering environment that America had provided me in those days. Though none made money, my effort was a priceless venture I could dream of only in America. The success lied in opening minds, in enhancing understanding.
Reaching out to the community was inspiring in many ways. There were hurdles in the pursuit of an idea, true, but the goodwill it created had lasted for years until I moved to Toronto in 2010 for more opportunities.
America is celebrating its semiquincentennial. Though I am in Canada now, a part of me is still there joining the revelry. Mabuhay America! (Copyright 2026. All Rights Reserved).





