Keeping creative.
All media here is my work unless otherwise clearly credited.
Recently preoccupied with a vastly growing humanitarian
aid org. that I founded to aid the Libyan crisis.

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A photo of my grand father, Abdullah Hamroush in his 20s (R.I.P. 2003). He served in the Libyan Army under King Idris before the Gaddafi coup in ‘69. He was a court marshall judge before Gaddafi’s time. Incidentally, he’s the judge that ruled Gaddafi with a 3 days’ solitary confinement following an incident where the then Captain Muamar Gaddafi ordered the troop he was training to trample over a soldier who lost consciousness during a morning training session. Following the Gaddafi coup, my grandfather was summoned to court under no allegations. After no shred of evidence of corruption was found on him, he was imprisoned for 3 years and 6 months regardless. A year for every day that that bastard Gaddafi deservedly spent in solitary confinement. Following his release from prison, where he was undoubtedly tortured, he reintegrated into civilian life. He was approached time and time again by Gaddafi committees to take up diplomatic jobs, which he flat out refused - declaring to his family that he would never leave Libya until Gaddafi is deposed. Unfortunately he died in 2003 of intra-abdominal bleeding due to the lack of medical expertise. No doubt or need to explain that that itself was a by-product of the Gaddafi system. This man is who I hold all my standards and morals up against. So much of what I do is guided by the stories and example-safeguards of what he did throughout his life. True men like Abdullah Hamroush are of a legendary status, integrity and heroism that we rarely know or ever approach in this day and age. He built himself from nothing and even given how his life was irreparably damaged by the Gaddafi regime time and again, he raised successful and driven children that are a proud testament to his integrity themselves. Dr Fatima Hamroush, my mother, the first (woman) Minister of Health of free Libya. RIP grandad. (serious swag in the above photo gramps! haha).

A photo of my grand father, Abdullah Hamroush in his 20s (R.I.P. 2003). He served in the Libyan Army under King Idris before the Gaddafi coup in ‘69. 

He was a court marshall judge before Gaddafi’s time. 
Incidentally, he’s the judge that ruled Gaddafi with a 3 days’ solitary confinement following an incident where the then Captain Muamar Gaddafi ordered the troop he was training to trample over a soldier who lost consciousness during a morning training session. 

Following the Gaddafi coup, my grandfather was summoned to court under no allegations. After no shred of evidence of corruption was found on him, he was imprisoned for 3 years and 6 months regardless. A year for every day that that bastard Gaddafi deservedly spent in solitary confinement. 

Following his release from prison, where he was undoubtedly tortured, he reintegrated into civilian life. 
He was approached time and time again by Gaddafi committees to take up diplomatic jobs, which he flat out refused - declaring to his family that he would never leave Libya until Gaddafi is deposed. 

Unfortunately he died in 2003 of intra-abdominal bleeding due to the lack of medical expertise. No doubt or need to explain that that itself was a by-product of the Gaddafi system. 

This man is who I hold all my standards and morals up against. So much of what I do is guided by the stories and example-safeguards of what he did throughout his life. 

True men like Abdullah Hamroush are of a legendary status, integrity and heroism that we rarely know or ever approach in this day and age. He built himself from nothing and even given how his life was irreparably damaged by the Gaddafi regime time and again, he raised successful and driven children that are a proud testament to his integrity themselves. Dr Fatima Hamroush, my mother, the first (woman) Minister of Health of free Libya. 

RIP grandad. 
(serious swag in the above photo gramps! haha).

‘In September 1956 IBM launched the 305 RAMAC, the first ‘SUPER’ computer with a hard disk drive (HDD). The HDD weighed over a ton and stored 5 MB of data.’ 


 

It’s December 2011, this is a 16GB USB drive next to a 32GB iPhone on top of a 500GB MacBook Pro: 

 

Damn.

Low.Orbit SC.