Author Archives: Andreas Moser
Saint Paul in Malta
Paul the Apostle was on a sea journey from Caesarea (in today’s Israel) to Rome in the year 59 to appear in front of a court there, when he was shipwrecked and managed to get to safety on the island … Continue reading
Functional Explanation in the Social Sciences
The first paper in my second-year module Contemporary Social and Political Philosophy as part of my MA in Philosophy had to address the following question: ‘Functional explanations are essential for the study of evolution. Evolutionary explanation through chance variation and … Continue reading
Violating Section 127 of the UK Communications Act 2003
One could argue that parts of this blog are in violation of Section 127 of the UK Communications Act 2003. 127 Improper use of public electronic communications network (1) A person is guilty of an offence if he— (a) sends … Continue reading
Death at the Funeral: a Vicious Circle
Pope Shenouda III of the Coptic Christians died last weekend. On the next day, his body was put on display at the Coptic cathedral in Cairo, Egypt. Mourners overcrowded the cathedral and caused a stampede in which three people died. So, … Continue reading
Malta, the Paradise for Victims of Domestic Violence
8 of March was International Women’s Day. I don’t think much of it, because I am anything but a feminist and because on the other hand I think the legitimate grievances by women (for example in Iran or Saudi Arabia) … Continue reading
Prepared for Self-Defence
After the vicious threats against my life this morning, I have assembled everything that I could find in my armoury. Now, I am prepared. Prepared for the full onslaught or the sneak attack, prepared at day and at night, at home … Continue reading
Welcome to Malta?
This morning at 0926 I received an anonymous phone call that began by asking for my identity although I always answer the phone with my name. Andreas? Is that you? I confirmed that it’s me and said a very friendly … Continue reading
Why I don’t ask people to take photos of myself, # 2
Because when I do something really, really cool, they cut my head off: Me, jumping across a frighteningly wide and deadly deep ravine in the Negev desert in Israel.
My Home is my Castle
Yes, Britain really is that foggy. At St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, England in 2010.
How far to the right is Rick Santorum?
Sorry, Mr Santorum, I can’t see you properly. Even on my wide-screen TV, you are still too far to the right.
The Happy Hermit 