Why we should all read philosophy — just not the listicle kind I studied philosophy (yes, I’m aware this is why I’m still broke) as my second major in undergrad. I stuck with it even though I knew all you could do with it was teach and that I would never survive the weird insularity of getting a […]
If you don’t feel it, it will kill you Single parenting is full of little resentments. When they’re young, it’s never being able to take a shit or a shower alone, sleep through the night, wake up when you want. When they’re older, it’s never being able to let someone else handle a teenage mood […]
And what you can do instead If you’re already feeling overwhelmed that we’re six weeks away from 2023 and the holiday shitshow is kicking your ass, consider just…not. Not doing an annual review on your life like it’s a workplan you haven’t updated in six months. Not putting your life into schedules, calendars, to do […]
I hope I’m wrong. I hope all of you reading this are still out there with energy & enthusiasm for the work of doing the right things. I hope this class brings back my faith in humanity (although reading about failed utopias will really challenge you on that, pro tip).
I hope that if you are reading this and you’re feeling the same way, you’ll reach out so we both know we’re not alone. This shit is hard, and I have so much respect and love for everyone trying to do the right thing anyway, and I also just think we should all acknowledge that it’s hard and help each other out.
It’s such a sad world sometimes, when our nine-year-olds know that it’s never easy, when our kids can point out to us that all our fancy mind tricks aside, it is pure unwillingness to quit that keeps us going, through all the hustle and grind required to provide for your people and take care of your basic needs.
Goodtech started as a volunteer project to support founders in social impact spaces who weren’t finding what they needed from traditional incubator programs. We shared rants, laughter, occasional tears, and the ridiculous contortions we’d come up with to circumnavigate the fact that public & private spaces aren’t yet built to work together.
Above all, we shared a common belief that until we can find ways to use the innovation and technology so prevalent in the private sector, we’ll never harness human capacity for good in the public sector.
A lot of us made decisions during the pandemic that were the closest approximation we could get to the things our hearts wanted.
Whether you could work from home or had to risk your life for minimum wage, whether you’re a digital native or had to learn to use zoom, whether you had any downtime during lockdown or not, being surrounded by death and uncertainty brings a certain level of introspection.
It comes for you in the middle of the night; it comes for you in spite of the endless distractions of internet entertainment; it comes for you in the middle of the work you throw yourself into because it is familiar and familiar feels safe.
It comes for you whether you’re ready, or want it, or can handle it.
Most of us used that introspection to finally listen to the small, still voices inside – the ones you can only hear when everything else falls away, when you’re left with nothing but the knowledge that you and all the people you love could die, now, today, or tomorrow.
Blended families are on the rise in almost every country, as divorce rates go up and marriage rates go down. Yet most policy — across countries — doesn’t account for the way modern families look, feel, and pay for things.
After Uvalde, for me at least, the idea that there’s any pathway forward in a country that will kill women to protect fertilized eggs yet recommend bulletproof blankets to children doing nothing more than learning their ABCs died a permanent and painful death.
I simply can’t reconcile the idea that any policy change or innovative idea can change something so dominant as the idea that children don’t matter unless they’re not born yet.
We wanted to save the South, dear reader, but you drowned out our love with your clearcutting and your Lexus SUVs, with your second homes and sandals and your complete and total blindness to the impacts you’re having on the lives of those who have been here for generations.