The Cost of the Mask
We are what we pretend to be. The trouble is, we have gotten very good at pretending. We wear the mask of confidence when we are unsure,…
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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…
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When Truth Appears Between Sips of Beer
It was one of those accidental evenings that becomes permanent in memory, not because anything grand happened, but because something true did. I was sitting in a…
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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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We Will See: A Story About My Ankle, a Hamster Funeral, and the Entire Meaning of Life
When I was nine years old, I broke my ankle falling off a tire swing in my friend Dustin’s backyard. It happened on a Tuesday, which meant…
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Harbingers of Love
The other day I was having coffee with a friend who wears socks with sandals and still somehow pulls it off. One of those people whose spiritual…
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When Nothing Feels True Anymore, Try This
There is a room in the mind where silence waits. It is not a library. It is not a church. It is not the glowing blue rectangle…
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The Last Private Thing We Own
By now, most of us have accepted the quiet absurdity of our days: we speak to glowing rectangles, sleep beside them, wake to their alarms, carry them…
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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…