Growing up in the United States in the late 20th century, I was steeped in binary thinking. From the two-party political system to the good guys, bad guys narrative, cowboys and Indians, true and false; yes or no was the answer to every question. This accelerated with the introduction of the home computer, functioning, at its core, on a series
“the jews are overcrowding our hospitals” – hitler“immigrants are a burden on medicare and medicaid” -trump These statements are both lies. They are lies that prey on our insecurities we have about life and death. Our insecure feelings about life and death give us the fear we need to rationalize the empowerment of this mass murdering child rapist. Get it?
In late September 2002, on a campground in Southwestern New Hampshire, United States I sat around a small fire in the woods with some of my best friends. We all met for the first time 5 years prior. We bonded over live music, and pro-wrestling. Our host’s brother in-law, a self-avowed nazi, was joining for the weekend. Dennis, the self-avowed
This weekend I did a job I had never done before. I’m not talking about a job on the other side of the shop, or org chart. I’m talking about completely new and different work to me. I went to work with people whom I had never before worked, materials I had never handled, technologies I had never seen, and