Helen’s Razor and the Tragedy of Idiotic Choices
I feel like there is a certain comfort in believing in malevolence. To think that some cabal of conniving overlords is plotting the slow erosion of our…
Making Money
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When Walmart Mints Its Own Money
The phrase “too big to fail” once applied only to banks. Now, it may apply to retailers. When a company like Amazon or Walmart considers issuing its…
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Confession: I Might Be a Gold-Digger (Just Not for Money)
There was a time when I thought gold-digging was a simple, well-defined sport, like tennis or synchronized swimming. You could spot the players easily: usually a young…
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Why Human Society Needs Money to Function—and Ants Don’t
Step outside on a spring afternoon and crouch beside a crack in the sidewalk. Watch long enough and you’ll witness a miracle of coordination; an ant colony…
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The Creature from Jekyll Island; by G. Edward Griffin – a review
There are books that enter the public square with a quiet nudge, and there are books that kick the door wide open. G. Edward Griffin’s The Creature…
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How Reviving an Island Tradition Could Make Neighborhoods Strong Again
A Modern Kula Ring for Communities When I first heard about the Kula Ring, it sounded like the sort of invention that would only make sense if…
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Why The Currency of the Future is Trust
There was a time when the answer to nearly every human problem was money. Need a roof? Pay someone. Need food? Pay someone. Need to feel less…
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Say What You Mean, Mean What You Say, Then Follow Through
I think that most of life’s disappointments can be traced back to someone saying one thing, meaning another, and doing precisely nothing. Maybe a friend promises to…
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Techno-feudalism’s Kafkaesque nature. Where is it going from here?
The kings are dead, but their castles remain. They hover above us, not in stone fortresses but in glass towers and on distant servers, humming with the…
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The Great Cosmic We; Not Me
The wind blew cold from the west and I sat in the coffee shop staring out the dusty pane at the people moving in their little blinks…