It’s been a long time since I did a Ten for Tuesday post! Some of these links are “old” by Internet standards, but the Internet is a big place, so in the spirit of ICYMI… here are some things that inspired, confounded, and/or delighted me recently.
Beliefs that are communicated by voice make the communicator seem more reasonable, even human, according to Schroeder, an assistant professor at Berkeley’s Haas School of Business. But those same beliefs are stripped of the humanizing elements when the opinions are communicated on a piece of paper.
Facebook arguers, take note!
Parks was a civil rights hero before she ever sat down on that bus. Read the fuller story of the incident Oprah mentioned in her recent Golden Globes speech.
Humor… or is it?
On September 8th, my wife brought baby Jax into the world. I love him more than I have ever loved anything, but if you subbed him out with any baby from the nursery I honestly would not notice.
This mother of a sweet son and spouse of a sweet man applauds this article.
Boys have always known they could do anything; all they had to do was look around at their presidents, religious leaders, professional athletes, at the statues that stand erect in big cities and small. Girls have always known they were allowed to feel anything — except anger. Now girls, led by women, are being told they can own righteous anger.Now they can feel what they want and be what they want.
There’s no commensurate lesson for boys in our culture.
Happy second Women’s March, everyone! A review of recent books addresses the question.
6. He’s 22. She’s 81. Their friendship is melting hearts.
Their friendship began while playing Words with Friends:
Wise woman artist Ann Hamilton nailed it:
Our culture has beheld with suspicion unproductive time, things not utilitarian, and daydreaming in general, but we live in a time when it is especially challenging to articulate the importance of experiences that don’t produce anything obvious, aren’t easily quantifiable, resist measurement, aren’t easily named, are categorically in-between.
When is the last time you experienced that categorical in-betweenness? Probably when you were sick, eh?
Because sometimes you need the silliness.
He found it through long runs and talk with an Episcopal priest. Lovely.
This story shines like the sun. It’s a few weeks old, and I wonder what the next step has been. Anyone know?
What has inspired you today?