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I’m breaking up with you. No more circular discussions, no more eleventh hour recriminations. We’re through.
This is not an emotional decision. Actually, it doesn’t feel like a decision at all. We’ve been drifting apart for some time now, and more than anything I’m just acknowledging the distance between us. Whatever kept us together just isn’t there anymore.
Social change. Social justice. Social reform.
Words that leave a vapor trail. They imply action, movement toward a common good.
But is that what happens when we become warriors for our causes? Are we all better off?
Or, assuming we’ve won - whatever that might mean - have we simply achieved victory for our side?
The mystique of revolution as a social enterprise stands on sturdy legs in the…Continue
When you go to a movie, you willingly suspend your beliefs for an hour or two. I’m only asking you to suspend them for a few minutes. This has to do with your happiness, so do pay attention.
You don’t exist.
At least not in the way you think you do.
Oh, you’re a human being, alright, a physical contraption with a sophisticated brain that guides you step by step through your earthly journey. You had a mother and a father and perhaps a sibling or two. You’re married or…Continue