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(This is one of my many brain dumps, intended to connect the dots between things in my own mind. Today's brain dump is on environmentalism, economics and ethics) It might be already obvious: The problem with most environmentalist movements is that the...

Yes. Tonight I will set fire to the little black notebook in which I have kept a semi-regular journal over the past five years of my life. I will incinerate half a decade's worth of mundane, important or note-worthy personal happenings recorded the...

...and provided that you can read and understand colloquial Egyptian Arabic (the Upper-Egyptian dialect, to be more specific), you really should read Gawabat Haragy El Kot (The Letters of Haragy EL Kot) by Abdel-Rahman El-Abnoudy. Take masterful...

When it comes to two-wheeled transport (or fun), my preference usually leans towards the human-powered family of machines, preferably the type intended for off-road use. Something about the combination of simplicity, zero-carbon footprint (if you...

(Edit: In case you're wondering what this is about, it was an entry to Specializes 2010 Trail Crew contest.) ...and I just might be one of them. You see, a few days ago, an email with the subject "Specialized Trail Crew" arrived in my inbox....

...is that now I might have to scrap my plans to build one of those. At the time of this writing, I have 293 titles on my Kindle, most of which are public domain ebooks downloaded from Project Gutenberg, Amazon's free kindle book offerings and...

"But there was something inhuman about living inside a cocoon of tinted glass and stainless steel, air-conditioned, carpeted, stereophonic tape-decked, power optioned, isolated. It thwarted some deep human need to congregate , to be together, to see and...

When people refer to large urban centers as "concrete jungles", they are not only referring to the likeness of the density of large, mostly ugly structures that dominate the skyline of modern cities to that of the overgrown bush of tropical rain...

The Curmudgeonly Professor: He's a professor of Philosophy who's been teaching here for as long as anyone can remember. Over the years a few (or a bit more than just a few) nuts has come loose, and the old prof can often be seen walking on campus in...

Yesterday, during yet another battle with the perpetually horrible Cairo traffic, I got a phone call from my cousin that goes something like this: Cousin: Hey Hani what's up! Me: Nothing much. Just pulling my hair out in traffic. Cousin: I know. You...