German Fragility

I read the news of Merkel stepping down by 2021 and the rise of AfD and the Green in the latest local elections. Such news spur a lot of fear discussions in my immigrants, mostly Egyptian circles.

I am not as scared as my friends express. Part is because this is something I can’t control. And part because I lived in Egypt between 2011 to 2015. This period was a real roller coaster of how things can turn upside down multiple times in few years and end up sideways or even far worse than what it was before.

I think this is the strongest test of the German system’s fragility since unification. One of the reasons I keep fighting for liberty and freedom of speech to levels I am sometimes unable to express publicly is because people underestimate the fragility of the political systems they live in. Those systems can collapse easily and the only barrier to preventing this is having strong civil liberties.

We give up our rights under the assumption of good intentions. We make the systems tightly coupled because it is easier and faster to make decisions. We shouldn’t. Because it takes a single bad actor to destroy all the progress we have made.

Random Thoughts

I recently want to write about many things. Some ideas are controversial and will lead to tension with some people. But I recently made the decision to do less self censorship. As Nassim Talib puts it:

“There is No muscles without strength, friendship without trust, opinion without consequence, change without aesthetics, age without values, life without effort, water without thirst, food without nourishment, love without sacrifice, power without fairness, facts without rigor, statistics without logic, mathematics without proof, teaching without experience, politeness without warmth, values without embodiment, degrees without erudition, militarism without fortitude, progress without civilization, friendship without investment, virtue without risk, probability without ergodicity, wealth without exposure, complication without depth, fluency without content, decision without asymmetry, science without skepticism, religion without tolerance, and, most of all: nothing without skin in the game.”

Opinion without consequence. 

Speaking of Nassim, I felt a vacuum after finishing “Skin in the game”. I finally decided what I am reading next. In the middle I bought three books “Thank you for joking Mr. Feynman”, “Girl, wash your hair”, and “Win Bigly”.

Win Bigly was Scott Adams story of how he predicted Trump’s winning and why he supported him. He considers Trump a “master persuader” which there aren’t many like him on the planet. I tried reading the book but it was so boring for me because it was explaining lots of psychological concepts that I already know and many of the examples were from the days of Trump campaign which I wasn’t following.

Girl, wash your hair was on the most read list of Amazon. I picked it up because I am interested in what feminists talk about. I don’t know if I can be classified as a feminist because the word lost its meaning (same with racist). I tried reading it but it turned to be Jordan Peterson for females. Probably that’s why it has so much appeal. Sorry, self help isn’t my genre.

And last but not least, Thank you for joking Mr. Feynman. It is the biography of Feynman. It was boring for me because I don’t feel any connection to him. I am not that interested in Physics either. I bought Einstein’s biography but never listened to it. So I couldn’t continue that one.

On the weekend I watched this Marty Cagan talk “Ordinary people, extraordinary results“. I felt pressure to watch it because everyone at work was talking about it. I watched it and was so disappointed (and I don’t use “so” lightly). It sounded to me that he was stating the obvious and I still fail to see the reason people are impressed. Maybe it is because the European audience is not exposed to the valley culture much. Maybe because I have been thinking recently about the same topic and wrote about it two days before the talk. I don’t know.

I still have three long form posts to write. One about stakeholder management, one about my experience writing and sending the developer newsletter inside the company, and one about how much product managers should intervene in the team’s work (that one was based on a discussion I had with a coworker).

BTW, I forgot to tell you which book I settled on. Because this post is random thoughts I decided to not edit and add a paragraph in the middle. So we will continue the conversation here.

I ended up picking another Nassim book “The Black Swan”. I also ordered “The book of why” which I think is arguing on the opposite side. Nassim argues you can’t rationalize to find causality. The 2nd book argues you can. I will hopefully read both and have my own thoughts on what makes sense when. Will see.

One final thought is that those random thoughts posts sometimes scare me. I feel I emptied everything I have on mind and won’t have something to talk about tomorrow. I am sure this is not true. I think, I exist, I write. As long as I am thinking, I will have something to write about.

Habibi Ya Nour El Ein

Amr Diab is the most popular Arab singer in my non-Arabic speakers network. I don’t know how they discover him but it seems his songs have crossed the boundaries of the Arab world.

When people talk about him and want to listen to one of his songs, or when I want to to introduce a non-Arabic speaker to Arabic pop music, I always start with “Habibi Ya Nour El Ein”. It means “O Darling the light of my eyes”.

In retrospect I think it has the best of both worlds. It has the word “Habibi” which any non-Arabic speaker probably knows. And it has a western melody that westerners can connect to easily.

I once argued that in every major European city there will be a restaurant or Shisha bar called “Habibi”. I did this search and no city failed to return a “Habibi”. Including the most fancy places like Zurich.

ِAs for the melody, there is no use of the Arabic drum, Oud, or the Qanun. I once played it for Spanish speakers they said it is close to their melodies.

You can watch it below, and I found a good English translation of the lyrics. Enjoy.

TIL: DCF-77

I was joking at work about the process to update the wall clocks with the right time. Someone told me there is no process. They update themselves.

It turned out there is a long radio wave that transmits the time to all of Germany. It is connected to another German atomic clock that’s linked to the German master clocks. It is called DCF77.

There are even watches and clocks that have these radio receivers. I searched on Amazon and found many. You don’t have to set them. They just get the radio signal and set themselves. They will tell you if they are unable to receive the signal. That’s when you should set them manually.

Nutrition Information in Restaurants

One thing I liked in the UK was that many restaurants had the calory count of different dishes on the menu. I am not sure if it is a law or culture.

I understand that healthy eating has more aspects to it than calories in calories out. I still wish restaurants in Berlin do the same. It absolutely helps.

Non-fiction

A friend recently criticized my writing saying it all starts with a reference to a conversation with someone. Ironically I am starting this post by referencing a conversation with him.

“All good non-fiction writing is about going out and finding someone else and inhabiting their world and representing it to readers.”

Malcolm GladwellI recently heard this quote while watching Gladwell’s masterclass trailer. It is so true. That’s how I get most of my ideas. By talking to someone else and inhabiting their world and representing it to readers. Sometimes this someone else is a book, other times it is a friend. 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E0RDJ9tYw6A

3 years abroad

I realized that earlier this month I crossed the 3 years mark since I left Egypt. The two best decisions I made in recent years were immigration and deleting Facebook.

Some friends are surprised when I use the word immigration. It implies I am not going back. I actually don’t know. I can’t say never as I can’t predict the future. But I don’t feel home sick as some of my friends do.

I made the decision to leave because I gave up on a better Egypt. There was a point when things were wrong but directionally right. We lost the direction and that’s when I decided to leave.

I didn’t have to leave. I had a high paying job, was living with my family, and had a great network of friends. Compared to the Egyptian society I had a great life.

I left because I am ambitious. I love my work and I love our industry. I want to contribute to it and make great things. I didn’t have this opportunity back at home but I was willing to sacrifice it and stay in hope for a better Egypt. This is no longer the case. I now am in a place where I can chase my ambitions.

I love living abroad. My freedom is priceless. The freedom to go anywhere anytime I wanted. My independence.

This comes at a price. On top of the list is loneliness. Moving to a new place requires enormous adaptation efforts. A new country, a new language, new job, and new people. It takes time to adapt to all of this.

But I am grateful. I had great experiences. Traveled to different places. Made great friends. And becoming better every day. I read more, I think more, and I discuss more.

I am generally not anxious about the future. I am an optimist. My only concern is the stability of my medical case. It has been stable for few years with minor hiccups but I don’t know what the future holds.

When I first arrived to Amsterdam Shreef[1] took me to a pizza place close to the booking office. I asked him about his experience living abroad so far. He said “We are coming from below zero. We need to first reach the zero”. His words struck me. I have been repeating his words to myself and every newly relocating person I know. I even created a definition for the Zero.

The zero is the moment when you know yourself. You know where you are and why you are there. You know your triggers. You know how to control yourself. You know what you want and how to achieve it.

Immigration is not for everyone. If you have a purpose, you will make the best out of it. Reach your zero. Liberate yourself from your negative thoughts. Invest in your future. Believe in compounding. Do your best. And pray for the results.

[1] https://twitter.com/shreef

Request for Product: Cheap Wheelchair Weight Scale

Today I got this reminder to update my current weight. Sadly I don’t know how much I weigh. Last time I weighed myself was last year at my wheelchair maintenance place. They had those weight scales that one can hop on with the wheelchair. I weighed my chair then I sat on it and weighed us both to be able to find out my weight. Since then I was not able to do it again.

I tried searching online and the cheapest price I found was 600 Euro for an unknown brand. The middle range of those wheelchair weight scales cost between 1000-2000 Euro. This high price point is mainly driven by them being for commercial and not home use. They are mostly big, bulky, and heavy (One model I checked was 45 kilograms!).

I am sure with current technology there can be good enough wheelchair weight scales for home use that cost no more than 100 Euro. I hope someone builds such product.

Cooking

I finally started showing satisfactory results. Last week was the most successful with least amount of food thrown away. 

I have many constraints that force me to think deeply to find the right cooking setup.

I don’t have the muscular strength to cut hard things for long time or mix things with my hands. This leads to depending more on machines like mixers and blenders.

I have the height problem. The cook is higher than what I can reach. This has been the case in every apartment I rented. This makes my safest option things that I can cook in the oven. I can still use a pot or a frying pan but I have limited functionality. This problem extends to the kitchen top. I can’t use it. So I have to find an alternative.

I solved the height problem by placing the desk right in front of the kitchen. I use the desk as a kitchen top to prepare the meal before bringing it to the cook or the oven.
This is the pot I use for everything. The lid has a lock mechanism that I can use and flip the pot to drain the water. It is handy and minimizes the risk involved with having to move the food from a pan to a place to drain the water out and then serve it in plates.

I am limited in time. Since I am slower than an average person I have to make sure the things I cook don’t take long and don’t require multiple sophisticated steps. An example of this is dishes that require marinating something then waiting then mixing it with something then putting it in the fridge then putting everything in the oven. I can’t do this.

I am limited in space. I can’t utilize the whole upper part of my kitchen. This leads to having to prioritize my purchases in kitchen equipment and optimize my storage in a way that makes a place for everything I need. Only the things I need.

And I am limited in effort. Washing the dishes is a big effort for me. I have to do some acrobats to reach the kitchen sink and be able to do it. Luckily I have a dish washer that I use almost everyday.

With all those challenges I finally managed to find a setup that allows me to start cooking. At the beginning the results were horrible as with everything one starts learning. Over time I am getting better and so does the outcome.

Blockhouse Steak
This is what we call in Egypt “Kofta”. It is different than the Lebanese/Turkish one but the concept is almost the same.
As a Chickentarian, I am still not satisfied by my chicken outcome. But this is the furthest progress I have made so far.

If you have suggestions or questions the comments section is below.