Tag: invisible

A Monopoly on Capital???the British Empire???s Invisible Strength

How did Great Britain, a tiny island off Europe, become the world hegemon? While the island’s distance from Continental Europe made it a backwater for most of history, its insulation from Europe ultimately led to a booming economy. During the 17th century, the island country possessed a strong...

The Invisible Force That Preserves Life On Earth

Did you know that in space, sound does not propagate? This makes space the quietest place and the most dangerous in the universe. The forces at play thousands of kilometers above our heads are unimaginably powerful. However, our planet faces these forces...

The Invisible Force That Preserves Life On Earth

Did you know that in space, sound does not propagate? This makes space the quietest place and the most dangerous in the universe. The forces at play thousands of kilometers above our heads are unimaginably powerful. However, our planet faces these forces...

The Invisible Mountains of Earth

The dwarf planet Haumea, for example, has an equatorial radius that’s estimated to be double its polar radius, thanks to its incredibly rapid rotation. Since the poles are closer to the center of the planet — and hence, closer to the center of planet’s dense mass &md...

The Power of Invisible Patterns

The protagonist of Thomas King’s novel Sufferance, Jeremiah Camp, a.k.a. Forecaster, could look into the hidden motives of humanity and see patterns that held opportunities for the uber-rich. He saw something that sent him into hiding in a small town, at an old residential school on ...

Invisible Opposition: How Indigenous Peoples of the Russian Federation Fight for Their Independence

The story of Free Idel-Ural started in February 2018. One of the leaders of the Tatar national movement, Rafis Kashapov, and Syres’ Bolyaien’ who was a native of Mordovia and lead the Erzyan national movement conducted the press conference in Kyiv. With a small group of adherents, they p...

The Invisible Stories We Carry

Nearly 30 years ago today, I timidly walked behind my mother as we trotted down the jetway and took our first breaths at the San Francisco International Airport. My new backpack bobbed to my steps, my hair an unsightly mess from the 12-hour redeye flight. One hand held tightly onto my baby sister...