We Don’t Sign Off Anymore

We Don’t Sign Off Anymore

The Internet is everywhere. There was a time, not too long ago, when that wasn’t the case. “Going online” used to mean double-clicking the little AOL icon on your desktop and listening to what sounded like the complete Looney Toons anthology being...
How to Grow Old Poorly

How to Grow Old Poorly

The problem with getting older is that it happens when you’re not looking. There was a time in my life when no sane human being would have classified me as “old.” Now I seem to have reached a point in life where most sane human beings wouldn’t...
The Stories We Tell Ourselves

The Stories We Tell Ourselves

The people were terrified—and for that matter, so was their king. They found themselves at the brink of war with an enemy whose army was “as the sand which is on the seashore in multitude.” The threat was enough to send grown men scampering to hide...
The Measure of Our Days

The Measure of Our Days

In a little over 24 hours, 2016 will be over. I’m continually amazed at how fast time seems to be moving these days. When I was a kid, time was the slowest, most frustrating thing in the world. I was always waiting on something—for the school week to end, for my...
Stuffing the Silence

Stuffing the Silence

I have a theory. My theory is this: We’re being sabotaged. What’s worse, I think we’re being sabotaged so subtly that we’ve become willing participants in the process. We’re not just being sabotaged; we’re actively sabotaging...