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Maybe it’s not society that’s sick after all
I'm sick of hearing about our screwed up world and the horrible things people do in it. But more than that, I'm sick of my inability to admit how much of the problem I am myself. We label society as 'sick', but what is society and its behaviour if not a collection of us individuals and the choices we make?
Why I didn’t enjoy living rent-free in London
After trying to avoid paying rent in London by moving from sofas to hostels to forest floors 62 times in 11 countries in 91 days, Ben finally reckons he's found something worth paying London rent for.
The joy of living without sex
If we learnt anything from classic films such as American Pie and The 40-year-old Virgin, it was this: the pinnacle of human experience is to have sex. Therefore, a life without it must be the absolute WORST. I respectfully disagree. Life without sex ain't all that bad. Get yourself a cup of tea, have a sit down and read about my adventures in celibacy.
I thought cycling across Europe would make me a hero
This summer Ben cycled further than the Tour De France in six fewer days accompanied by his brother, Jono. But something happened that made him reject his new-found ‘heroic’ crown.
Are you paying attention?
Have you ever been so focused on one thing that you completely miss something else, even if it's right in front of you? Well, you're not the only one. In this article Georgie explores the significance of our preoccupations, and why we have to look beyond them to what we might be missing.
How can you find friendship in the loneliest city on earth?
So many Londoners resonate with the feeling of loneliness, despite living in a vibrant and busy city. Is it possible to form lasting friendships here?
Where is home and how do I get there?
As someone who has moved many times over my lifetime so far, I have often struggled with the concept of home. Is home where you live or where you come from? Is it your childhood or your culture? Is it your family or your significant other? Many of us feel homesick for a place we’ve never even been and we ask: can home even be a place anymore? And how do we find a lasting home?
Would you kill someone to live forever?
This world is dying, literally and humans are causing some of the most damage. We know that unless we address population growth, nothing we do will ever be enough to stay the inevitable desperate lack of resources that is on its way. And yet at the same time we fervently pour millions of pounds worth of research into life-prolonging technologies and treatments. Why?
Is there any point trying to be happy?
Most of us spend our lives searching for happiness, but all the ideas are either hard to do or fleeting in their success. Is there any way to find complete, lasting contentment or should we just give up the struggle?