Introverts are everywhere. Everyone knows that person who finds comfort away from social gatherings and crowded raves. It’s the member that balls on the majority of events unless dragged by a dominating majority. It’s the typical pizza on a Friday night instead of hitting the bars and rocking the clubs. Yet there is more to discover in this silent, intriguing personality.
Following the latest events in Sidon and the clashes in Abra, Twitter resounded with hashtags and support for all kinds of parties, be it the Army, Assir, Fadel Chaker, or any other political faction. The global repercussions were evident in the hike in Lebanon keywords and hashtags, as world news agencies reported the notorious instability that smeared the Southern coast.
I grew up with SimCity, and many aspects of the game grew up with me and shaped the way I perceive societies. It was always just a game until I started gathering points here and there during my travel experiences. I’ll come back to that later on.
First of all, let me start by stating that I am not endorsing the game nor I am affiliated with in any manner. My enthusiasm for Simcity stems to my early childhood when SimCity 2000 was a revolutionary game in the mid 90s.
For anyone born in the 80s and 90s, it’s a fair chance to have encountered and get hooked in MSN Messenger. Sure, Microsoft changed it to Windows Live Messenger, but for the rest of the world, it still remained the 3-letter acronym that it grew up with.
This post is a personal eulogy to the platform that rose after email, making it the online portal to an online realm that today we just can’t keep up with. From Facebook Chat, Whatsapp, Viber, Twitter, Tango, Voxer, and the services seem never to end, unlike the old days where MSN Messenger was our only choice, and we couldn’t but love it.
The crowd, the music, the debauchery, the inexplicable love and the reunion of #trancefamily are just a few of the magical pillars that played a major part in shaping this year’s Ultra Music Festival. I was hesitant to celebrate my birthday at this event, discouraged mainly by the ticket price and the long 3-day marathon of EDM music. I wondered, who can withstand 3 days of pounding electric music? After the event was done, the 3 days weren’t enough to quench my thirst for music, for this lifestyle, and everything that entailed UMF.
The political turmoil in Syria has made the largest ripple in the Arab Spring that erupted across Arab nations. The civil war that is betting on the survival or downfall of the existing regime is struggling to maintain a demographic, in which whomever has access to foreign refuge is not taking second chances. With poverty along every corner, and the devaluation of the Syrian currency starving the people and shutting down businesses, one cannot but imagine what it would be like to live in such insecurity and instability.