Warning! This post doesn’t have anything to do with politics. I used to believe in souls. Even after I’d given

We’re losing the battle of ideas. Oh, and facts. I tell you, those things are strewn across the battlefield. Some

“Gentlemen, we can rebuild him. We have the technology. We have the capability to make the world’s first bionic man.“

If you’ve spent any time on the internet—or better yet, in the world of quotable dead authors—you’ve probably come across

If I try to trace my roots in Open Source, I’d probably have to go back to my early days

What follows is a story about writing a song. A song about living life as a dog, which you know

Oh, the humanity… In a brilliantly orchestrated symphony of calamity, our world pirouettes on the brink like a drunken ballerina