My Faults My Own

…willing to sacrifice something we don't have

for something we won't have, so somebody will someday.

IN WHICH Ross Rheingans-Yoo, a sometimes-poet and erstwhile student of Computer Science and Math, oc­cas­ion­al­ly writes on things of int­erest.

Reading Feed (last update: July 28)

A collection of things that I was happy I read. Views expressed by linked authors are chosen because I think they're interesting, not because I think they're correct, unless indicated otherwise.


(5)

Blog: Marginal Revolution | How well is Germany dealing with the migration crisis? — "Whatever respite Germany may have gained this week is offset, and then some, by the arrival of a new and frightening political dynamic. Mr. Seehofer succeeded by going nuclear; chances are, he won’t be the last. The politics of fear and menace may be here to stay, undermining the foundations of democracy. In sound democracies, policies are the results of compromise between parties representing a majority of the voters. Through the politics of artificial crisis, minorities take the system hostage. They create policies redeeming fictional problems for fictional

READ MORE

Thou then wert our parent, the nurse of our soul... (A thank-you post)


(1)

To my parents, in whose footsteps I couldn't be prouder to follow.

To my grandmother and late grandfather, who have been working for this moment for the past fifty years.

To my grandmother, who sewed my dance costumes.

To Lucian, the first friend I met here, without whom I would not have found the path I did. I'm so glad we're doing this next thing together.

To Christina, without whom I would not have survived with sense of humor intact. Thank you, friend.

To Ava, who was always there to lend an ear and set my heart true. You're still a klutz and a derp.

To Julia, who could be counted on to be in the audience whenever her blockmates were sweating under the lights. I can't say in words how much I appreciated it.

To Miriam, the stalwart rock of our blocking group.

To Grace, who lit up the room. Smartypants.

To Claire, who had the kindest words. I'm glad I got to

READ MORE

100 Thanks

I wish I could take credit for the inspiration to write this list, but that belongs to Ben Kuhn. Instead, I'll just provide my own list of a hundred things I'm thankful for.

  1. My mother, whom I resemble more and more like every year. I only hope the trend continues.
  2. My father, who's been supporting me more than I realize, longer than I knew, and with no signs of stopping.
  3. My Grandma Mary, who has got to have at least twelve hearts, one for each of her grandchildren.
  4. My Grandpa Bob, who I never knew in my adult life, but who I know is the reason my mother made it to Harvard.
  5. My Gpa, who makes me proud to be a third-generation scientist.
  6. My Gma, by whose grace I can afford to attend the school I love.
  7. My Uncle Christopher, who still has new conversations for me, even after all these years.
  8. My Titi Mari, who will always be family.
  9. My brother, with whom I grew -- and continue to
READ MORE
1 / 1