Tag: engineering

You probably know by now that I’m a bit of a pragmatist. I don’t totally discount the possibility of the paranormal, and pragmatism is a little too strict really, but I’m definitely of the scientific, that-which-can-be-proven mindset. I think there’s more to life than eight decades of faffing about and then decomposing in the ground. I just think it might be a little premature to assume we have a soul, an entity tethered to us in some indescribable, untenable way…

We should all take responsibility for our actions. Can we agree on that? If you drop some trash on the ground, it is your responsibility to pick it up. If you take your eyes off the road and ram another car, it’s your responsibility to get it fixed. If you have an obligation to keep, and fail, then it is your responsibility to make amends. Right? Let’s move on and muddy the waters a little. What if a strong breeze…

Yesterday I laid the ground rules for mysteries and why they have played such a huge role in the development of our society. Note how I say ‘huge’ rather than important or vital. Are these mysteries a good thing for survival? Better yet: is this incessant hunt for the unknowable a human-only trait? Did we evolve this love of mystery? The general argument goes like this: we like to see patterns. We attribute cause to every effect. We like to…

Discussing ethics is a little fruitless, at least if you like reaching conclusions. Generally they are rules that govern a particular area or school of thought: medical ethics, political ethics, social ethics — in any given setting, there are ways in which you ‘should’ act or behave or even think. Fortunately, due to us pesky humans being at the top of the food chain, it’s been fairly easy to decide what is and isn’t ethical: that which helps mankind is…

I’ve never written poetry before. I just thought I ought to try. The photo underneath is unrelated, but I took it last night and thought it was pretty! – Evoke love and conjure desire, elicit tears and laughter inspire, craft dreams and banish doubt. It is from within the desolate plains of mundane that the artist’s seed and culture sprout. Bunsen and bellows both brazen and bold, Latent and chemical and forms untold, Exploited, excited, Molded, contorted, Bent to this…

Would you rather be an artist or engineer? This is a question I often ask myself on trains and planes or as I lay in the still solitude of my bed. Do I want to create art so beautiful, so inspirational that people actually enjoy life a little bit more? Do I want to develop infrastructure and technology that provides clean drinking water for the billions without? In this crafted and cultured world, this world without boundaries that we have…