Broken Incentives
The media’s incentives may be broken, but we as individuals do not have to be.
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The media’s incentives may be broken, but we as individuals do not have to be.
After my parents’ divorce, my mother complained a lot about small-town life in Cobourg, Ontario. For many locals, I learned, the feeling was mutual.
When my mother called me in from play one afternoon to meet the man seated in our living room, her introduction was redundant—I immediately knew who he was. And, right off, I did not like him. His absence had been a painful matter in my life. The house that
I am an Englishman in Southern Russia. For nearly four years I’ve lived here, helping my Russian ex-partner bring up our (now) eight-year-old daughter. At 9 o’clock last night I saw both of them onto a sleeper-train to Moscow. From there they will fly to Italy and the
I was a good friend of Harvey Weinstein during his early years as a concert promoter, before he became Harvey Weinstein, movie mogul. We subsequently drifted apart, and while Harvey went on to find astronomic success in Hollywood, I worked as the chief psychologist at the Massachusetts Treatment Center for
I have watched the culture here slowly change—the troubling values I fled so far from followed me like a sort of reverse Manifest Destiny.
Every situation is distinguished by its uniqueness, and there is always only one right answer to the problem posed by the situation at hand.
The whole was something closer to verbal jazz.
The comrades worked together, ate together, read together, showered together, used the latrine together, sang together to the sound of accordions late into the night.
In my first 10 years of college teaching, from the mid-60s to mid-70s, I modeled myself on my best teachers—men and women who questioned my ideas vigorously. They let me know that I mattered to them, they praised when praise was due, and they pushed me hard. Often I
The sadly deflating truth of the matter is that it can take a good few years before children begin to apprehend what fathers are good for.
A bright student with a tumultuous home life, Sowell was admitted to one of New York’s most competitive high schools but dropped out at age 16.
Leaving was a relief but also a loss. There’s plenty to love about Portland.
The film gave me nightmares and panic attacks. I did what I could with such difficult information.
Our brains are driven to seek calmness as we age.