In my dreams it happens, when I wake up I just hope for an even better and stronger UN.

I have a motto: it's never too late to give up. It's never too late to give up what you are doing, and start doing what you realise you love.

I have a suggestion for a new name for the developing world. Let's call it the world.

I have shown that Swedish top students know statistically significantly less about the world than the chimpanzees.

Beyond 2050 the world population may start to decrease if women across the world will have, on average, less than 2 children. But that decrease will be slow.

What I'm really worried about is war. Will the former rich countries really accept a completely changed world economy, and a shift of power away from where it has been the last 50 to 100 to 150 years, back to Asia?

When I have an argument with someone, even with someone I am not very close with, I can't sleep at night thinking about it. It's terrible. But I still manage speak out frankly because I have also been gifted with the ability to read people. I can sense when they start to get irritated with me, and then, I shift.