Why Do I Work So Hard?Two starkly different visions of life’s meaning from a pair of car adsvia On the Commons

Why Do I Work So Hard?
Two starkly different visions of life’s meaning from a pair of car ads
via On the Commons

Lonely TogetherAcknowledging social isolation is the first step toward meaningful community

Lonely Together
Acknowledging social isolation is the first step toward meaningful community

De-Extinction Brings Dead Species Back to LifeWith technology reminiscent of Jurassic Park, scientists plan to revive long-extinct species like the passenger pigeon.

De-Extinction Brings Dead Species Back to Life
With technology reminiscent of Jurassic Park, scientists plan to revive long-extinct species like the passenger pigeon.

Review: A Brief History of Time - Criterion CollectionErrol Morris allows us to travel to the stars and beyond through the mind of Stephen Hawking.

Review: A Brief History of Time - Criterion Collection
Errol Morris allows us to travel to the stars and beyond through the mind of Stephen Hawking.

From Trash to Treasure: Turning Food Into ElectricityThis wastewater treatment plant is turning food into fuel to heat New York homes.

From Trash to Treasure: Turning Food Into Electricity
This wastewater treatment plant is turning food into fuel to heat New York homes.

Last chance to catch new tracks from Linda Perhacs, War on Drugs, and more on the March music sampler.

Last chance to catch new tracks from Linda Perhacs, War on Drugs, and more on the March music sampler.

I remember it was the summertime that my dad got shot and killed. I don’t really know the reason. He was in Michigan. I don’t know why he was out there. I think it was one of them white girls he was messing with that stayed out there.
My mama told me to come into the crib. I was, like, 13. She told me and my sister that my dad had just got killed. Everything went blank. I remember that day like yesterday. Everything went blank and I couldn’t cry. I didn’t know what to do. It was hard to take it all in. I just remember thinking, like, “He’s gone.”
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I remember it was the summertime that my dad got shot and killed. I don’t really know the reason. He was in Michigan. I don’t know why he was out there. I think it was one of them white girls he was messing with that stayed out there.

My mama told me to come into the crib. I was, like, 13. She told me and my sister that my dad had just got killed. Everything went blank. I remember that day like yesterday. Everything went blank and I couldn’t cry. I didn’t know what to do. It was hard to take it all in. I just remember thinking, like, “He’s gone.”

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"I think that people should carry notebooks with them at all times just for those moments because there’s nothing worse than having that moment and finding that you’re unable to set it down except with a knife on your leg or something."

— Margaret Atwood  (via filthiestlaugh)

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Healing In Small Doses: The Origin of Homeopathy
The origins of homeopathy lie in both a mistrust of “modern” medicine and the empirical evidence of a few men and women.

Healing In Small Doses: The Origin of Homeopathy

The origins of homeopathy lie in both a mistrust of “modern” medicine and the empirical evidence of a few men and women.