Tag: inquisitive

Every day there are more of them. You look around and you’re sure there’s a few more than last time. One by one everyone’s becoming a geek. Eventually there’ll just be you and your infatuation with reality TV — everyone else will be happily geeking away. But what’s this? You want to become a geek? You don’t want to be the last one boozing and partying and subsisting away the best years of your life? ‘Let me on the band wagon!’…

I’ve covered the sorry state of knowledge and inherent lack of truth that plagues contemporary society. But it didn’t start yesterday or even 100 years ago! It’s an eternally recurring theme of dumbing-down and almost-truths dispensed by nasty people posing as intellectual authorities over thousands of years. There is an endemic ‘loss of wisdom’ that has an iteratively degenerative effect, gaining more momentum with each generation. Historically these lies, these tales, were of a philosophical or mythical nature and virtually…

The reason I hate ignorance is because it’s the opposite of inquisitiveness. Inquisitiveness is the reason you and I are both here today, reading this blog. Monkeys bashed  rocks against coconuts and early humans rubbed sticks together until they got warm — that’s why we’re here. The world we live in is made of energy, a force that comes in forms too numerous to list but one thing is certain: we haven’t discovered them all yet. If it wasn’t for…

I’ll start with something most people don’t know about me: I can’t drive. (This will seem like a total non sequitur, but hang in there, I’ll deliver the goods, trust me.) I’ve driven rally cars at high speed down treacherous dirt tracks. I’ve competitively raced quad bikes. I’ve taken a Dodge Viper to almost half the speed of sound. But… I don’t have a driving license. A little odd, considering I once dreamt of being the world’s greatest rally driver…

Last week, after I uploaded that picture of me sporting a dorky bowl-cut, I also updated my Facebook profile with the picture. Obviously, I was instantly inundated with ‘Awww, cute!’ from the girls and ‘Hey Seb, you shaved?’ from the boys. My cousin also replied, and he instantly transported me back to a moment in my childhood. I promised I would track down a photo that I have of me and him, riding some kind of truck. Warning, this is…