One of my education professors built an entire course around one uncomfortable idea: too often, we are not taught how to think. We live 鈥渟timulus-response lives.鈥� He said most people walk into a room, hang their brains on a hook, and don鈥檛 question anything. In retrospect, he might have ...
I was scrolling the other day and came across a man named Robert Arnold on TikTok. He was talking about crayons. His verbal essay stopped me cold. He was describing a 128-count box of Crayola crayons. As a kid, that wasn鈥檛 just a box. That was success, and the fancy names of the colors were ...
Things are starting to look like we may be the only species that has a chance to stop its own potential demise. The apes never held hearings about Homo sapiens taking over, but Congress, Silicon Valley, and cable news talking heads are debating the future of artificial intelligence. ...
When tourists visit the estate known as Linden Hall at St. James Park, they typically focus on the visible things like its amazing stonework and Tudor-style architecture. They see the sense of permanence rising from the hills a few miles from Dawson. What often is left unobserved is how that ...
I grew up in the 1950s on a hill overlooking a railroad yard in western Pennsylvania, where my grandfather, two uncles, and my father all worked first as firemen, and then as engineers. In our town, the railroad wasn鈥檛 just an employer, it was the economy, the daily sounds, and the clock that ...
I come from a family where grown men cry. My dad cried at the drop of a hat. Don鈥檛 get me wrong, it was not in a melodramatic way. It was that quiet, involuntary welling up that happens when a TV ad lands perfectly. You know, like when a soldier returning from war surprises his kid at school, ...
