Ten & a Half Hours Later
Trying to catch a tan in the middle of work is no easy feat Ten and a half hours. Apparently, that’s how long I need to sleep for me to conjure up the will to start writing again. I stopped writing for about a month. Not because I had some dramatic existential crisis or I ran out of things to complain about. If anything, I probably had more opinions than usual. I was simply busy with life and work, and honestly, trying to catch up on my sleep. God, what I would do for a week
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“No Evidence” Is the Dumbest Smart Thing People Say
Arguing with people that love to say “there’s no evidence for that,” is a waste of time. I recommend that you end the conversation, because people like those just dropped the final word and everything else becomes irrelevant. It sounds intelligent, it sounds rational but it’s usually neither. Most of the time, it’s just a shortcut, one way to avoid critical thinking. Let’s get something clear first : No evidence does not mean something is false. It simply means we don’t h
Apr 76 min read
March 2026
I have been very busy that I have completely forgotten to write and that no one actually cares. Well, that was a lot for one month. War in Iran, a series of car accidents running over people in Jakarta (What's with that?), Gas prices creeping up again, Shell still out of gas across Indonesia and my birthday somewhere in between. Can we have just one normal month where nobody is trying to kill somebody? I’m sorry guys, but this is how it’s like for men approaching 40, we get d
Mar 274 min read
Chinese New Year: The Habit of Luck
I consider myself a fairly auspicious person. I care about little nuances that my culture taught me growing up, not because I necessarily I believe in what they can cause, but simply because I believe ultimately, they are good for me. If you had met me before Covid, I would tell you that those things are stupid and I would probably even mock you for saying such things (sorry, mom!) Every Chinese New Year, the idea of being auspicious becomes central. Most of us, cut our hair
Feb 194 min read
The Paradox of Self-Help
Wake up at 5 a.m., hit the gym by 6, eat a protein-rich breakfast, delay your coffee for two hours, take a cold plunge to stimulate your system, and the list goes on. Does this all sound familiar? You’ve probably heard it from your favorite fitness influencer, clipped into a sixty-second reel with cinematic lighting and a voiceover about discipline. You saved that reel didn't you? You’re probably never going to see it again. As modern men, we’re told this is the prime way to
Feb 54 min read
Men, please stop the "old money" looks
If I got paid 50 cents every time someone said they were pulling an old money style, I would have about 50 dollars by now. Every time I scroll TikTok, someone is selling a zip-down polo and calling it old money style. Jackets, pants, shoes, everything suddenly qualifies as generational wealth. Apparently if it is beige, white, and slightly boring, your fashion comes with an imaginary family estate. Everyone suddenly discovered linen trousers and neutral palettes, and it is al
Jan 252 min read
The Lion Women & Men of Iran
I’ve always had a quiet fascination with Iran both before and after the Islamic Revolution. Not in the way headlines frame it, but in the way history lingers there. Iran feels like a place suspended between versions of itself, constantly negotiating what it was, what it became, and what it’s still trying to be. In much of mainstream media, Iran is reduced to a caricature: a hostile, monolithic place defined entirely by ideology and conflict. A country flattened into a warning
Jan 174 min read
