Blog (old stuff at

I've blogged on various platforms over the years as a way to express my thoughts on things important to me, though undoubtedly irrelevant in the greater social discourse. For me, this is my Theseus' ball of thread, a token of memory made permanent so that I may look back and judge my intellectual growth – and any audience is just an artefact of chance. 

I did spend some time on Medium but as its focus on long-format has sharpened, it no longer suits my snippet-like musings. But if you're interested...

What's in a name

With only three letters in my first name, you'd be surprised at the number of mispronunciations I've heard. Over the years, I have learnt that for non-meaningful conversations, it's just not worth my time to correct the mistake. 

As the global beacon of multiculturalism, Australians themselves are actually pretty woeful when it comes to language. While English appropriates and steals words, the Aussie tongue doesn't respect the many accents and unique sounds it borrows, and instead often masks it with the typical outback drawl. 

But it's changing, except in the backyards of the uneducated close-minded simpletons who ironically all have roots from overseas. The island syndrome is in full effect, but that's no excuse. 

Ton Ha