Will gatekeeping culture and calling out cultural appropriation bring justice? Or is it going to kill the very thing it wants to protect?
Do we stop being impostors the moment everyone is finally convinced we are who we say we are?
There’s nothing that drives you further down into introspection like the waning high of your birthday that’s almost about to end (except probably a close brush with death, a bus speeding at 100 kilometers per hour barely colliding with the car you’re in at a highway—but that’s another story.) I’m writing this two hours before…… Continue reading “The Universe is Having a Wank”: Teleological Explorations, By Way of Birthdays
“The earliest known mammals were the morganucodontids, tiny shrew-size creatures that lived in the shadows of the dinosaurs 210 million years ago. They were one of several different mammal lineages that emerged around that time. All living mammals today, including us, descend from the one line that survived.”
A few days ago, my friend Nancy and I were talking about how we’re all adjusting to this new normal (a term used to exhaustion that it is already grating on my ears), as we carried our groceries back to our condos. Yes, we were lucky–alive and well, not yet driven to the brink of…… Continue reading Why People Would Rather Get Covid-19: Chronicles During the Covid-19 Community Quarantine
The real enemy is the invisible one that never shows its face: the system that creates these tensions between peoples of different classes.
The Kano model is a customer satisfaction theory popular in the startup world. But does it also fit in the fight for LGBT rights?
Zambales sunset, March 2016 “Why are you so forceful?” The words hit me like a brick. I was talking to a friend earlier, trying to motivate him to start on his fitness routine. He had reached out to me a couple of weeks ago, saying that he had wanted to begin finally. The thought…… Continue reading To Rage Against the Dying Light
“So ephemeral is that will-o’-the-wisp, Success!” – “Half a Sheet of Paper”, August Strindberg (Photo taken during New Year’s Eve 2018) Never enough.In my unending mission to improve myself, I constantly pummel myself with this phrase: never enough. There’s always something left to be done. There’s always room to improve myself. There’s always a better…… Continue reading The Potential Project
Colored panels (Beijing, 2018) What a strange feeling, to realize that you can never really touch anything. I type this inside a speeding car, believing I am sitting comfortably, except my body doesn’t even truly touch the seat—instead, the electrons of this seat repel the electrons of my body, ensuring that I am only ever…… Continue reading The Immutable Laws of Silence & Distance