The advent of the Internet in general, and tools like Google search in particular, heralded an age in which instant access to all the world's knowledge would enhance discourse, remove the traditional gatekeepers to information, and lead to greater human flourishing.
Too much talk of revolution makes me hungry, and there is little in the fridge that makes one believe in a better world:
In 2008 I was a graduate student with almost no understanding of the financial system--I couldn't even explain the difference between an interest
If you're looking for glamor, doing the most good for people and the planet may not be the place to find it.
Changing the language we use when speaking about injustice does not, in and of itself, overturn the injustice.
In Xinjiang, 7,000-miles away, a morning sun, reflecting off the glasses of early risers, the windshields of commuters, is so bright as to redact last night’s graffiti: Down with Xi.
I’ve been hearing Save the Rainforest since I was small enough to sleep in the safety of my parent’s bed or snuggled with stuffed animals— pandas, giraffes, monkeys, frogs;
It doesn't matter who lit the flame that burned the Reichstag down, only that it burned and so few considered what cremation means to those who long for proper burial.
Imagine I told you that by switching your money from one investment vehicle to another—with the click of a button!—you could not only earn the same re
When children by gunfire die, when the dreamer and the warden clash, when statues betray the sculptor, we proclaim This is not who we are.
The flags are at full-staff Though Jackeline is dead Of dehydration And the Guatemalan boy whose name Has not been released Is dead Of the flu—
In polite society we hold doors open, Say thanks and please, wear crisp Suits when we drop bombs.
