My mother's given me an awful lot over these 23-odd years, but here are three gifts from her I'm particularly thankful for: 1) An instinct to not assign to malice that which is explained by ignorance -- to seek first to teach, rather than fight. It&
(In which the author, through timely blogging, attempts to rekindle a fading feeling of connection to his alma mater.) On a Thursday morning four years ago, upperclassmen pounded on the door of my friends' suite where I had slept over (again), and when we let them in, they popped
including a review of The Idealist, by Justin Peters You haven't seen a roomful of students' eyebrows shoot up simultaneously until you begin your CS50 section with a content warning for suicide. content warning: suicide. (1) It was the week we were covering web development and walking
attention-conservation notice: this is a personal-life-update post, not a deep-philosophical-commentary post. I've finally left the environs of Cambridge to do...whatever comes next...in New York City. I really enjoyed my time at Harvard and was truly sad to see the community of friends that I'd
Into the Mystery by David Wilcox From the top of the towers, you could see past the narrows, past our lady of the harbor, to the broad, open sea. See the curve of the earth on the vast, blue horizon from the world’s greatest city, in the land of