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๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ง๐œ๐ก๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐žWe can call out a student without turning their degree into a slur, and we can most definite...
21/09/2026

๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ง๐œ๐ก๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž

We can call out a student without turning their degree into a slur, and we can most definitely question an institution without hiding behind the safer confines of a meme.

Apparently, a licensed profession can now be reduced to a synonym for stupidity, and all it takes to make the insult palatable is the usual โ€œeme lang!โ€ and, of course, a cheap laughing emoji. The viral โ€œI feel so Criminology rnโ€ trend may simply have been for a good laugh, but not everyone found the joke, or the stereotype thereof, amusing.

This became especially apparent when an ABS-CBN-linked social media page reposted the trend, effectively turning an entire profession into the butt of a joke about being bobo, lutang, or technologically inept.

But then again, what exactly is funny about it if not the stereotype? Surely the audience is already well aware of what they are supposed to be laughing at, and that is precisely what should raise some eyebrows. Nobody needs to elaborate on the supposed incompetence, provide context, or even spell out the insultโ€” the stereotype had already done the insulting for them, reducing the entire profession to a mere word: idiotic.

The usual defense, of course, is that nobody actually means it. It is just a joke, after all. Fair enough. But that is a rather convenient excuse when the joke itself depends on everyone already knowing the stereotype. Nobody has to believe that every criminology student is incompetent. They just have to know that this is what the joke is getting at, and apparently, that is enough to get everyone at the table laughing.

And once someone actually has the balls to question it, suddenly they are the one who canโ€™t take a joke, too sensitive, serious, or just another killjoy.

To be fair, the stereotype did not exactly materialize out of thin air. There are embarrassing clips, screenshots, and anecdotes of the aforementioned students struggling with concepts they should have already encountered in lower levels of education.

Some of them really do deserve to be called out, though the same sentiment can be applied for every other student, regardless of their degree. If you are already at the college level and still fumbling over something you should have learned years ago, people are most certainly bound to ask questions.

Yet somehow, the latter has become the easier punchline. That is also why it would be dishonest to pretend that this whole trend is solely a Criminology problem. โ€œI feel so LPTโ€, on the other hand, has already been dragged into jokes about grooming and pe******ia, while โ€œI feel so Educationโ€ has its own set of jabs, and there will probably be another course waiting in line once the internet algorithm gets bored.

But perhaps the internet has made it far too effortless to make an embarrassing specimen for a representative sample. One screenshot of a student giving a boneheaded answer can tell us something about that student. It does not, by some miraculous Facebook feat, tell us what an entire course or discipline is capable of. The people who answer correctly, understood the lesson, or simply went about their day without making a fool of themselves are, unsurprisingly, nowhere to be found in the viral compilation, and that is because arguably, competence is terribly boring content.

Criminology, for one, is hardly some glorified exercise in knowing how to arrest somebody. Under Republic Act No. 11131, the profession covers criminal jurisprudence and procedure, law enforcement administration and crime detection regulated under the Professional Regulatory Board of Criminology and the Commission on Higher Education (CHED).

So when a student cannot answer something painfully basic, by all means, question the student. But do not pretend that a professional field with a defined curriculum, licensure system, regulatory board, and standards can be reduced to the intellectual shortcomings of whoever happened to embarrass themselves in a clip.

There is also something telling about how these course names are used. Years of training and examinations, reduced to something you can type and defecate on in five seconds. Quite a feat.

And before the self-deprecation argument comes knocking, yes, people can make fun of their own professions. They can roast and insult their own courses, complain about their instructors, and laugh at the absurdities that come within their area of responsibility. But laughing at your own house does not mean everyone else gets a free pass to tear it down. Making fun of yourself doesnโ€™t exactly give everyone else the autonomy to do the same.

Nor does โ€œeveryone get stereotypedโ€ settle anything. If the internet can come up with a caricature for nearly every profession under the sun, that says more about its appetite for easy targets than the people being caricatured. A lawyer being called greedy does not make greed part of the job, just as one foolish answer from a criminology student does not make incompetence part of their course.

And no, the issue is not whether these jokes are allowed to exist. Of course they are. The more uncomfortable reality is that we have become accustomed to laughing at the fact that we no longer stop to think about what the joke asks us to assume. If the punchline primarily depends on a profession being stupid, pedophilic, incompetent, or otherwise defective, then the stereotype is hardly just decoration.

That becomes much more challenging to shrug off when larger platforms amplify it. An ordinary user making a joke and a media-linked page with a reputation for reputable journalism are not quite the same thing. The latter has an editorial choice to make, and quite frankly, an audience to consider. Reach does not exactly make stereotypes anymore truer; it simply puts more eyes on it.

If the student gave a foolish, or otherwise ridiculous answer, scrutinize the answer. If students are genuinely leaving school unprepared, then turn your attention towards the instructors, the curricula, and the institutions responsible for preparing them. If there is something rotten within the profession itself, then bring the receipts and call it out. But, dragging the course name into every embarrassing incident and dismissing it as a mere โ€œgagโ€ to sidestep accountability is nothing more than cowardly.

And perhaps, that is what needs to change on our end, too. We do not have to treat every viral remark as harmless just because it ends with the typical โ€œeme langโ€. We can giggle at our stupidity without making an entire profession carry it on its back. We can call out a student without turning their degree into a slur, and we can most definitely question an institution without hiding behind the safer confines of a meme.

There is nothing bold about stapling one personโ€™s mistake to an entire profession and calling it humor, for prejudice is not, and should never become a punchline.

Article by Nicholas John Vidal
Illustration by Christine Marie Cainong
Layout by Jill Leo Camarador

54๐ญ๐ก ๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐‹๐š๐ฐ ๐€๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ Today, September 21, marks the anniversary of the declaration of Martial Law in the Philipp...
20/09/2026

54๐ญ๐ก ๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐‹๐š๐ฐ ๐€๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ

Today, September 21, marks the anniversary of the declaration of Martial Law in the Philippines in 1972. It is a time to remember this significant period in our history and reflect on the experiences of Filipinos who lived through it.

As we commemorate this day, may we continue to learn from the past and value the lessons it left for future generations. Remembering history helps us understand the importance of protecting democratic institutions, human rights, and the freedom to speak and participate in society.

Caption by Shantal Bernardio
Layout by Jesica Eufemia

Ang mga ngalan sa certificate of canvass mura ra tawo'g gi-copy-paste gikan sa balota. Mao ra ba kaha gyapon kamingaw an...
20/09/2026

Ang mga ngalan sa certificate of canvass mura ra tawo'g gi-copy-paste gikan sa balota. Mao ra ba kaha gyapon kamingaw ang balota sunod tuig?

Toons by Aliyah Roze Morales

๐™Ž๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™‚๐™†๐˜ผ๐™‹ ๐™Ž๐˜ผ ๐˜ฝ๐™๐™†๐˜ผ๐™Ž. Bumibiyahe pa mula sa Malabog si Nanay Netnet, 52, para magbenta ng mga gulay at prutas sa isang paara...
20/09/2026

๐™Ž๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™‚๐™†๐˜ผ๐™‹ ๐™Ž๐˜ผ ๐˜ฝ๐™๐™†๐˜ผ๐™Ž. Bumibiyahe pa mula sa Malabog si Nanay Netnet, 52, para magbenta ng mga gulay at prutas sa isang paaralan malapit sa USeP. Ayon sa kaniya, kumikita siya ng mahigit sampung libong piso kada buwan kahit palipat-lipat ng puwesto, kaya naman natutustusan niya ang kanilang mga pangangailangan. Sa bawat timbang ng kaniyang paninda, walang kasing-bigat ang pagpupursigi ng isang ina para sa kaniyang pamilya.

Photo by Samantha Margareth Uy


The backbone of every profession begins with a teacher. Before there was an engineer, doctor, police officer, pilot, or ...
19/09/2026

The backbone of every profession begins with a teacher.

Before there was an engineer, doctor, police officer, pilot, or any professional, there was a teacher who patiently guided, inspired, and believed in them.

Today, we celebrate the educators who dedicate their time, knowledge, and hearts to shaping minds and building a better society.

๐™ƒ๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ฎ ๐™‰๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™๐™š๐™–๐™˜๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™จโ€™ ๐™ˆ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™!

Caption by Mary Queen Cabanilla
Layout by John Michael Solatar

๐‚๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐’๐”๐๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐’๐ˆ๐Ž๐๐’ | For this week's Tipik, we invite bona fide undergraduate and graduate students of the University ...
19/09/2026

๐‚๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐’๐”๐๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐’๐ˆ๐Ž๐๐’ | For this week's Tipik, we invite bona fide undergraduate and graduate students of the University of Southeastern Philippinesโ€“Obrero Campus to submit their poems, short stories, and essays.

Entries may be written in English, Filipino, or Cebuano and should respond to this week's one-word prompt: ๐‡๐€๐‹๐‹๐–๐€๐˜.

You've walked it a hundred times without ever paying any mind to it. But a hallway is a space between who you were and who you are becoming. Somewhere within that lengthy stretch of concrete lies a memory you've yet to write down.

This week, take that distant turn and tell us what your hallway never got to sayโ€”a narrative unique to you, waiting at the other end of this passage.

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The deadline for submissions is September 26, 11:59 p.m. Selected works, along with their illustrations, will be published on The Collegiate Headlight's page.


๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐จ๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐Ž๐’๐‚ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ-๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌThe USeP Obrero Student Council Commission on Elections l...
18/09/2026

๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐จ๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐Ž๐’๐‚ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ-๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ

The USeP Obrero Student Council Commission on Elections logged a 62.12% voter turnout, with The Coalition securing all executive posts despite a sizable number of abstentions.

Of 6,504 eligible voters, 4,040 cast their ballots, with the uncontested executive slate drawing a notable number of abstain votes.

Leading the uncontested roster is Josh Andrei E. Mandin, who clinched the OSC Presidency with 2,637 votes.

Mandinโ€™s victory, however, was accompanied by 1,403 abstentions, accounting for 34.73% of the total ballots cast for the presidency.

The rest of the executive board positions followed the same pattern, with uncontested candidates securing their respective posts alongside substantial abstention votes.

Kent Sandy A. Daniel secured the Internal Vice Presidency with 2,787 votes, followed by Nathalie M. Genobisa for External Vice President with 2,825 votes and Galileon A. Destura for General Secretary with 2,878 votes.

Completing the OSC executive lineup are Benjamin D. Gabutero as General Treasurer with 2,850 votes, Pedrit Jasper G. Cascabel as General Auditor with 2,790 votes, and Ken Jasper M. Porras as General P.I.O. with 2,859 votes.

While The Coalition swept the centralized OSC executive board, local political landscapes across the campus saw different groups securing leadership in their respective colleges.

YANONG AGILA swept three local councils, capturing the College of Business Administration, the College of Information and Computing, and the College of Technology.

PARAGON secured the College of Education, while ULAYAW claimed the College of Applied Economics.

In contrast, the College of Arts and Sciences faced a leadership gap, with Governor-elect Nathaniel P. Rosallejos of USBONG left without a local council member after the remaining positions had no candidates.

Meanwhile, the College of Engineering recorded the highest student participation across the campus, with 1,286 of 1,324 students casting their ballots, equivalent to a 97.13% turnout.

By contrast, the College of Applied Economics recorded the lowest voter turnout among the colleges at 57.93%.

Despite the high participation, however, the College of Engineering had no candidates for its local council representative positions, leaving its local seats without candidates.

Following the release of the Certificate of Canvass, the OSC-COMELEC opened a 24-hour grievance period for candidates and voters who may wish to contest the conduct or results of the A.Y. 2026โ€“2027 Student Elections.

During this period, election protests or formal complaints must be submitted within the prescribed deadline through the OSC-COMELECโ€™s official email, with petitions required to be written, signed, and accompanied by supporting evidence or verified statements.

Article by Niel Ivan Tisado
Layout by Sam JV JAF Yรฑigo Panisa

๐Ÿ“๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ+ ๐”๐’๐ž๐๐ข๐š๐ง๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ฉ๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ โ€˜๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ-๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ž๐โ€™ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ฌOver 500 students from the University signed Rise for ...
17/09/2026

๐Ÿ“๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ+ ๐”๐’๐ž๐๐ข๐š๐ง๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ฉ๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ โ€˜๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ-๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ž๐โ€™ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ

Over 500 students from the University signed Rise for Educationโ€“Obrero Chapterโ€™s (R4E-Obrero) petition for โ€œgreater student consultationโ€ in the planning of the 2027 Graduation Rites, the organization announced on Tuesday, Sept. 15.

The petition was launched by the Bantay Graduation Rites Coalition on Sept. 10, a formation composed of representatives from different student groups in the university and student partners, including R4Eโ€“Obrero and PARAGON.

โ€œMore than 500 students signed the petition of the Bantay Graduation Rites Coalition,โ€ R4Eโ€“Obrero said in a press release posted on Facebook.

The coalition is seeking accountability over this year's delayed graduation ceremony and is calling for the succeeding batch to have greater participation and consultation in decisions concerning their graduation rites.

โ€œThe succeeding graduating batch is scheduled to hold its graduation rites on July 9, 2027. This is precisely the reason why the students must organize,โ€ the organization said.

โ€œThe students, this time, will not simply become passive while waiting for the administrationโ€™s edict. We will actively participate in shaping the policies and decisions in the university,โ€ it added.

USePโ€™s 47th Commencement Exercises, originally scheduled for July, were moved to September due to preparation and verification processes, with the ceremony eventually held on Sept. 11.

According to R4Eโ€“Obrero, the delay affected the plans, licensure examination preparations, and finances of nearly 2,000 graduating students.

The organization also challenged the administrationโ€™s statement that students had been โ€œsubstantially informed or consultedโ€ regarding the change in schedule.

R4Eโ€“Obrero cited the approval of the Academic Calendar for Academic Year 2025โ€“2026 through Board of Regents (BoR) Resolution No. 49, s. 2025.

It also noted that then-Student Regent Giana Alliona A. Caminade attended the BoR meeting where the calendar was approved.

The organization said graduating students only learned of the revised graduation schedule through the universityโ€™s official social media announcement.

It also said a petition seeking to retain the July schedule was denied on June 9.

R4Eโ€“Obrero further cited the change in the official graduation song from SB19โ€™s โ€œSLMTโ€ to โ€œFor Goodโ€ from Wicked as another issue involving student participation.

โ€œFor the Coalition, these incidents reflect a larger problem: decisions directly affecting students continue to be made without genuine and meaningful participation from the student body,โ€ the organization said.

The coalition called on USePians to participate in student councils and organizations and to speak out when they believe their rights are affected.

โ€œParticipate in the student councils and organizations. We must speak when our rights are threatened,โ€ R4Eโ€“Obrero said.

Rise for Education is a non-profit youth organization operating across the country that advocates for accessible, quality, and democratic education.

Article by Jericho Mayormita
Layout by Jill Leo Camarador

๐…๐„๐€๐“๐”๐‘๐„๐ƒ ๐๐ˆ๐„๐‚๐„ | ๐‘๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐‹๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐Œ๐žI didn't plan on being the last one at the kiosk. I just didn't have anywhere e...
17/09/2026

๐…๐„๐€๐“๐”๐‘๐„๐ƒ ๐๐ˆ๐„๐‚๐„ | ๐‘๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐‹๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐Œ๐ž

I didn't plan on being the last one at the kiosk. I just didn't have anywhere else to go.

It was late in the afternoon, and the campus was slowly emptying. Students were leaving in groups, some rushing to catch their rides, others stopping for one last conversation before heading home. I sat quietly at the kiosk, watching people pass by. For a moment, I caught myself looking for familiar faces.

They weren't there anymore.

They were graduating.

I was still here.

Being an irregular student is a strange kind of experience. You learn how to watch people move forward while you remain in the same place. You learn how to smile when your friends tell you they're finally graduating, how to congratulate them when they send their graduation pictures, how to say you're proud of them and actually mean it. And I am proud of them. I really am.

But sometimes, after the congratulations are over and the screen goes dark, there is a question that quietly finds its way back to you: "Kanus-a kaya ko mugraduate?"

I used to sit at this kiosk with them. We would spend our vacant hours here, pretending we were going to study while talking about everything except our lessons. We shared food, complained about deadlines, laughed at stupid things, and made plans for the future without ever thinking that one day, those plans would stop happening together.

Back then, none of us cared about how quickly time was passing.

We thought we were all going to finish together.

Then life started rearranging us.

One friend graduated. Another finished their requirements. Someone moved on to a new chapter. Slowly, the people who once filled the kiosk with noise became people I only saw through graduation posts, old photographs, or occasional messages.

And I remained.

At first, I tried not to think about it. I told myself that everyone has their own pace. I told myself that being delayed didn't mean being incapable. I told myself that I would get there eventually.

But there are days when knowing all of that doesn't make it hurt any less.

There are days when I scroll through my feed and see another familiar face wearing a toga, surrounded by flowers and proud smiles. I press the heart button. I leave a congratulatory message. I celebrate them from wherever I am.

Then I put my phone down and look around the kiosk.

Still here.

Sometimes, I wonder what it would have been like to graduate with them. To take the same pictures, walk the same stage, and look around at the same people I started college with. To know that we all made it at the same time.

Instead, I am learning what it feels like to arrive later.

And arriving later can make you feel like you were forgotten.

The kiosk is probably the strangest place to feel that.

It hasn't changed much. The same tables. The same benches. The same roof that has sheltered students from the heat and rain. People still come here to eat, study, gossip, wait for their next class, or simply waste time before going home.

But every time I return, I notice the empty spaces.

I remember where they used to sit.

I remember the conversations that happened here. The jokes that only made sense to us. The meals we shared. The afternoons we thought would happen again and again because we assumed there would always be another tomorrow.

Now, someone else sits in those chairs.

Someone else laughs at that table.

Someone else is making memories without knowing that there were people before them who did exactly the same thing.

And maybe that's what makes the kiosk feel different now.

It stayed the same while we changed.

Or maybe it stayed the same while everyone else moved on.

There is something painful about being the person who keeps returning to a place that no longer looks like yours. Not because the place rejected you, but because the people who made it feel like home have already gone somewhere else.

Sometimes, I imagine that if I stayed long enough, they might come back.

Of course, they won't.

They have their own lives now.

And I have mine.

I just wish mine didn't feel so far behind theirs.

Being an irregular student has taught me that there are different kinds of waiting. There is the ordinary kind, like waiting for your next class or waiting for your friends to arrive. Then there is the kind where you wait for your life to finally feel like it is moving again.

That kind of waiting is heavier.

You begin to question yourself. You wonder if you made the wrong decisions. You wonder if you could have done something differently. You start comparing your timeline to everyone else's and convincing yourself that their progress is proof of your failure.

Maybe that is the cruelest thing about comparison.

It makes someone else's finish line look like evidence that you are losing.

But the truth is, I don't know what their journey looked like before they reached that stage. And they don't know what mine has looked like either.

They don't know how many times I wanted to give up.

They don't know how many times I had to start again.

They don't know how difficult it can be to keep showing up when it feels like everyone you started with has already gone ahead.

Maybe they don't need to know.

Maybe I don't need to explain why I am still here.

Because I am still moving, even if it doesn't look like it from where I'm sitting.

And maybe that's what I have been forgetting.

I am not standing still.

I am just taking a different route.

A slower one, perhaps. A more complicated one. One with detours I never planned and delays I never asked for. But it is still mine.

So, yes, they graduated.

And yes, I am still at the kiosk.

Right where they left me.

But maybe this place isn't proof that I was left behind. Maybe it is proof that I stayed long enough to keep going.

Someday, I will leave this kiosk too.

Maybe not with the same people I once imagined graduating with. Maybe my graduation will come later than I expected. Maybe the people beside me that day will be different from the ones I started with.

But I will get there.

And when I do, I think I'll understand something I couldn't understand while sitting here alone. Being late does not mean you never arrived.

It only means your story took longer to tell.

So for now, I'll stay.

I'll sit at the same kiosk, finish the requirements in front of me, attend the classes I still have to attend, and keep becoming the person I am supposed to become.

The kiosk can wait.

I've already learned how to.

And maybe one day, when I finally stand up and walk away for the last time, I'll look back at this place and remember all the people who once sat beside me.

I'll remember how they left.

I'll remember how much it hurt to watch them go.

But I'll also remember the person who stayed behind.

Me.

The person who thought being left behind meant the story was over.

When, really, I was only still writing mine.

Essay by Cyronn Vishnu Atud
Illustration by Jay Luis Dela Cruz
Layout by Jill Leo Camarador


i'll be a survivor of the designated tasksToons by Jeswill Angelo Camahalan
16/09/2026

i'll be a survivor of the designated tasks

Toons by Jeswill Angelo Camahalan

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