Amanda Hanemaayer

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After fitful seasons of carnivorous wildfires that reduced forests to cinder and smoke; devastating floods too deep for even the most well-accustomed British wellies, and a record number of hurricanes pummelling the Atlantic coast with the weight of their winds and warming waters, it feels as if all of 2020 has been Earth’s solemn soliloquy.

We’ve observed the heaving of her corrupted lungs and the thrashing of her veins — we’ve even given the diagnoses of second-hand smoke and hyperthermia— and yet, we can’t seem to acknowledge that she’s dying.

That is, at least those of us affluent enough to…


I really enjoyed reading your introduction! I look forward to reading your future articles on Christianity. Wishing you the best as you work towards your MA!


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Between straddling the back of a boda boda motorbike over the rolling red hills of Jinja’s westside and sitting sandwiched between five large, sun-worn bodies in the middle row of a motatu bus amid the height of summer’s heat, every trip that I took with Ugandan public transportation during the time I spent living there felt entirely unprecedented.

While I eventually grew accustomed to the sound of rocks popping beneath speeding tires and the (quite literally) in-your-face scents of street-stand chicken and roasted maize pushed through the crack of an open passenger window, I still found myself unprepared and unassuming…


A look at the norms we need to change.

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One of my favourite things about Vienna — and a point of pride for locals who have lived seasons elsewhere — is the extensive public transportation system that spans the city through a series of intersecting metro, Straßenbahn and bus lines. “Umsteigen zu U1 order U2 [Change to line 1 or 2],” has become a comforting phrase that I hear almost daily, alongside other kindhearted messages reminding passengers to practice empathy amid the most mundane moments, by allowing expectant mothers and elderly individuals to take your prime aisle seat when the subway car is occupied.

Electronic transportation tickets commonly bear…


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I have always been mesmerized by the patchwork of fields that unfolds with the transition of seasons, conveying the hope of new spring alongside the repose of a past autumn, sewn together at the seams by small wooden fences and dotted with the billowing heads of grazing sheep.

But growing up, I never had the privilege of toiling the fields that feed us. Raised by two second-generation Dutch immigrants in a small urban centre surrounded by arable farmland, I was well accustomed with the trials of a poor harvest, but I never once felt the pressure of praying for rain.


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Sitting in the recovery area of a small supervised injection site, assembled from a rebranded construction trailer and bound by the borders of an inner-city shelter’s parking lot, I watched quietly as someone stumbled from their seat, with limbs still heavy from the weight of opium coursing through their veins, dulling the senses of pain and purpose.

Although I was only there to conduct a series of pre-scheduled interviews with routine volunteers and devoted caseworkers, I could feel the erratic pounding of my heart grow stronger as someone new took their place with a sterile syringe in hand. I was…


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Amid coinciding realities of chronic conflict, institutionalized social disparity, and persistent land grabs on the basis of religion and kleptocratic drive for finite resources, threats associated with the climate crisis in the Middle East are commonly overlooked altogether or otherwise perceived as being far from acute.

However, across the arid expanse of the Arabian desert and into the Eastern Mediterranean region of al-Mashriq — meaning ‘the place of the rising sun’ — the mounting implications of climate change have already started to take form as tangible losses in livelihoods, increased water scarcity, and a heightened risk of malnutrition consequent of…


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Oil and gas companies have had one foot in the door of the White House for decades. Through intense lobbying of politicians and non-elected state officials, they have been successful in overriding the voices of climate scientists and environmental activists, propagating denial in favour of burning up pro-climate legislation — and the world along with it — to protect the profits driven by their oil sands and petroleum exploration efforts.

The Trump administration has been a pawn and partner for these endeavours, dismantling more than 100 climate policies and environmental rules governing air quality, water, toxic substances, and wildlife within…


Why English speakers should really learn a second language.

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Pulling back the ivory weighted curtains that hung just beyond the entrance of Das Möbel, I was greeted by a host of familiar sounds: the gentle chiming of metal cutlery; the wheezing breath of an espresso machine already exhausted by mid-morning, and the shuffling of a wooden bar stool rescinded from its place as someone stood to leave. Normally, the notes of many coinciding conversations would join together to form their own sort of chorus, juxtaposed against the rhythms of movement and exchange. Occasionally the sound of playful laughter between two strangers settling into an awkward first date, or the…

Amanda Hanemaayer

MPH | Striving to live a more compassion-filled life.

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