I went to the Louvre Abu Dhabi yesterday. Here are some thoughts I had. The story a museum tells is more important than the artefacts it displays. The most exciting thing about this museum wasn’t the collection (interesting though it was), but how it weaved that collection into a narrative around the history of humanity. …
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What the hell is the football club I support?
There are a whole bunch of questions I have about football that I have that mirror questions I have about life more broadly… this is the first one and I might write about some others over the coming weeks. Like the football club of Theseus, almost every aspect of the club is transient. The players …
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Philosophy over coding, please
This is written as the type of opinion piece I hate – backed up with no facts and based wholly on anecdote and personal experience. I agree with the premise of my arguments, I just don’t know how much truth there is to the foundations upon which they are so carefully built. Still, it was …
I do. I did… but why?
I am married. Marriage is a weird thing. It appears to be an institution on the verge of irrelevance. It has been unhappily wedded to patriarchy throughout its history, a tool of power and oppression. Nor does it address the dynamism and shades of grey of modern sexual culture (I wrote modern like there is something …
What I want to be when I grow up
This is probably my most personal post yet. It was written as a stream of consciousness over lunch with some limited editing for grammar and spelling. In writing it I realise I have a set of ideals that define how I see myself and the world. I’m nowhere close to reaching really living any of …
My friend, TED
Ah, TED. My familiar friend who is persistently positive. My clever mate with the next shiny big idea. Yes, you’re popular, funny, interesting and loved by all. TED, you are important to me. More than anyone, you give me a window to the breadth of work going on across the world. At your best you …
Divide to come together
There’s an emptiness in me that comes from a lack of community. A friend and I were reflecting on our youth. This friend and I come from similar backgrounds: East London bred sons of first generation Gujarati immigrants attending local state schools, both with strong ethnic community groups supporting and nurturing us through our childhoods. …
I’d like to get to know you somehow
I mug you. You think I am a thief. You lose your wallet, I return it. You think I am generous. I murder your child in a bomb explosion. You think I am a terrorist. You and I quickly place people in boxes based on our experiences of them, but each person is more than …
Quantum mechanics, WTF???
I’ve been reading about quantum mechanics and it is blowing my teeny tiny mind. Strings and loops and all that good, entirely confusing, stuff. I have questions, questions and more questions. How can the world not exist until it is observed? What the hell does that even mean? The universe is fucking nuts. Does it …
Sorry for the absence
One day passes, and then another. It fades. It gets harder. You pick up a pen, put it down. The paper is blank, stays blank. Very blank. At some point, you look for inspiration. You used to write, right? You turn a few pages back. You stare your words. Was that me? Really? Hoping for …
musings of an untrained mind 