If Justin Bieber *were* my boyfriend, I’d tell him to read this.

Are you in the (subjunctive) mood…

How to Live Freegan in an un-Freegan World

Revisiting a once-embraced philosophy

NO, SHE DIDN’T SAY THAT

examining the legacy of Andrea Dworkin

City cycling: health versus hazard 

Are the fitness benefits of riding your bike worth the risk of an…

Debating Mental Durability

To be strong, I need to be invincible? That’s absurd!

Love, Isaac

How my friend and I found each other in letters, and how I lost him

How to make progress without ever aiming for progress

At least once in my life I want to experience complete silence. Nothingness.

I remember one of my teachers in primary school claiming he found himself in a situation of complete silence when stuck in a desert…

Pretending to be a young professional

Uni was one thing, but corporate foxing requires a new kind of…

A Simple Trigger Warning Solution for Teachers

Warning: I’m sure this will piss someone off

I was a professor for about 10 years and quit for a number of reasons; my students weren’t one of them. In fact, I still talk to some of my best…

Seed Stage Investing: Using Your Big Gut vs. Big Data

In Response to ‘Gut Investing’ by Kevin Rose

Hero’s Journey

Have you accepted your calling?

The Evolution of Activism

How the new platforms of social media are revolutionizing traditional…

A Lift Call

…and the two ladies kept assaulting my ears with their pinkish chitchats.

“5Th Floor… Tring!!” aired the lift system to my desperate ears as I was rushing to the ground floor canteen for appetizing my hunger in the lunch break. The…

A Moment Of Support For That US Airways’ Social Media Blunder Guy

Mistakes from social media guys are…