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1. A couple standing in the corner of the front cabin, dramatically hugging each other as the mostly-empty train chugged along the train tracks towards Shinjuku station. Mind you, public display of affection is highly unusual in Japan. Most of the people on the train ignored them. (I didn’t have any coffee yet by the […]

Since arriving in Japan in 2005, after a gruelling two-year stint in what has got to be one of the most stinky jobs on earth, I’ve been pleasantly surprised in regards to “art” and how society accepts it here. In train stations around Tokyo, you will almost never fail to spy someone carrying a musical […]

This afternoon at 3.00pm, Kokubunji Station and its vicinity was a busy, busy place. The fact that the mercury was above 30 Celsius at the time didn’t seem to bother the hundreds passing me by. Ah yes, the usual hundreds of faces I’ve gotten accustomed to seeing walking around me/dodging me/walking straight through me almost […]

Yup, just got done with my last midterm. Ah, it went much better than I expected (although I might have been a little too philosophical on question number 2. I even went on and on about Milton Friedman’s views on Constant-Income and how income isn’t only dependant on what expenses in the current time period […]

I’m about to walk into the last of my midterm exams - Macroeconomics. It’s strange to admit this but, sometimes, looking at an exam paper in Japanese - and probably because I’m not as sensitive to it as I am to Arabic or English - things seem to be a little less stressful.
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I was born as part the post-Al-Nakbah generation of Arabs. I came about in a void; after all the revolutions and revolutionaries had already left. It isn’t my fault - or the fault of my generation - that we have nothing to fight for. It’s just that this void left us pre-occupied with what seems […]