I’ll get straight to the point: as a city dweller, I don’t have much of a connection with trees. And especially not when there are a lot of them together.

Why are we afraid? A simple question, but the answer is – as is often the case with philosophers – not so simple.

Did you miss the Sustainability Symposium? Not a problem! Read the review by guest columnist Mark Musa Mitrani (BSc).

In the theatre, we can feel devastated when the main character dies or agree with the most horrible villain. What happens when we engage with fiction? Does it tell us something about reality? What do we take home once the curtain has fallen?

In the dark days before Christmas, a group of students gathered in TU Delft’s library for pizza, drinks and mythology. Under guidance of mythologist Hugo Koning (LEI), they explored the full story of Prometheus and created new myths about technology. Here is Part III of the results. Brace yourselves.

In the Netherlands, the climate of public debate is tense. For anyone who is fed up with today’s toxic atmosphere, but also doesn’t want to give up; SG facilitates healthy talks about the emotions of our time. Read how you can join here!

International Women’s Day is coming up. When we talk about emancipation in the Netherlands, there is still a long way to go. While we agree that equality and equity are important, our lifestyle does not reflect that ideal.

In the dark days before Christmas, a group of students gathered in TU Delft’s library for pizza, drinks and mythology. Under guidance of mythologist Hugo Koning (LEI),  they explored the full story of Prometheus and created new myths about technology. Here is Part II of the results. Brace yourselves.

In the dark days before Christmas, a group of students gathered in TU Delft’s library for pizza, drinks and mythology. Under guidance of mythologist Hugo Koning (LEI),  they explored the full story of Prometheus and created new myths about technology. Here is Part I of the results. Brace yourselves.

When I was very small, I believed that things and animals were also persons with whom I could talk. Every morning I greeted the table and the chairs, and they greeted me back. At least that’s how I saw it. I also had conversations with our gray and woolly Keeshond Skippy.