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...

Body language

Neymar is the gift that keeps on giving. From tennis stars to school kids, TV ads to countless memes, the overly theatric appeals for fouls has earned the Brazilian soccer poster boy a collective internet Oscar. 

The online design niche has also recently contributed to this treasure trove of embarrassment by immortalising the Paris St. Germain striker as a typeface – all twenty-six letters each formed by the contortion of a body writhing in faux agony.

To be fair, there are robust discussions around the somewhat plausible reasons why diving and carrying-on is 'mandatory', from subversive thuggish defenders to selectively blind referees. But regardless of the nuance, the round ball-loving public can only marvel at the fragility of the great Neymar. 

Ton Ha