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trying to make sense of making sense so things make sense. make sense?
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trying to make sense of making sense so things make sense. make sense?
In December, 1913, the U.S. consul in Ghent escorted the tribespeople to Marseilles to catch a boat back to Manila.
Do the boys hunt heads? someone in the crowd wanted to know. But before Truman could answer, Fomoaley let out a yell. The Igorrotes laid down their tools. One by one they walked forward and began to form a circle around Fomoaley, who stood erect. Truman informed the crowd that this man was the tribal chief. Quietly at first, Fomoaley began to utter
... See morea personal parenthesis
at 23 i left home, not just the house i lived in but the country i lived in, to pursue an abstract "better life".
i wasn't sure what it would look like, but a new job gave me a ticket out and i took it with the full confidence that in about 5 years i would know what was actually next in my life. a stepping stone into a five yea
... See moreThose responsible for the worst treatment of the world and its human occupants continue to do so because we don’t make things hard enough for them: a little hardship and directed hostility toward the rich is long, long overdue. At the same time, though, we know very well why such a mass uprising and tidal shift remains difficult. Those who most fee
... See moremillenial malaisin and sortakasten
the darker implication of the malaise is the reality that it is all by design. a few hundred years ago certain powers aligned against the people. overloading from birth to the point that it is a luxury, a privilege, to even consider the state of the world. in thinking about all of this i can't help but drown in a kind of survivor's guilt mixed with impostor syndrome— i can(t help but) think about these things when, outside my window, there's someone that's negotiating with themselves on whether to feed themselves now or pay bill later. and somewhere, someone even more educated and in an even more privileged position considers the same for me.
but at some point up that ladder i want to hope someone with some weight will think about the rest of us all the way down and throw a wrench in the system that stacked us in a vertical maze to begin with.
by AnthonyEOP
Truman Hunt was usually cool under pressure. But today was different. After more than six months of planning, it was almost time for the show to begin. He could hardly wait. The Igorrotes were going to be the talk of Coney Island. No, of the nation. Before they left the train, he gave them a pep talk. Truman was an enthusiastic, if sometimes inexac
... See morebeen thinking a bunch about the delayed/extended adolescence that all of us millenials seem to be stuck in, even as we blow past a quarterlife crisis. even as we're on the wrong side of 30.