Lovers, Missionaries and Technology: A Story of a Passionate Little Boy

Listen, baby. I’ve built a castle for you. I want you to love my castle, and I want you to love me for building it.

I am an Outsider: A Story of Freedom

In a world driven by financial self-preservation, truth-telling is a commercial affair. Truth, the edited version, hello.

Civilization at a Crossroads: Feelings, Words, and a Power Grab

Our masters don’t mind our fighting with each other for the leftovers from their table.

The Speedup

Imagine trying to get happy on a tight deadline. Like you have ten minutes to get happy, or else your boss is going to punish you.

I Wanted to Talk About Dating R Kelly But Ended Up Talking about Russian Culture Instead

This story is about the Russian women and our cross-generational strengths, weaknesses, courage, and servitude.

Too Many Names to Remember: Are We 7 Billion Anonymous Observers?

I can watch a video with 55 million views, cry over it, feel the feeling—and never know who made it, or who was in it.

Business Practices Do Not Exist in a Vacuum

Business Practices Do Not Exist in a Vacuum

Imagine a fight between two boxers. Say, whoever wins, takes home five million dollars, and the other one takes nothing. Say, they both agreed on it. It’s an honest fight, all fair. Then one of the guys slips drugs in the other boxer’s drink so that his rival gets sleepy and tired and cannot fight adequately. And the charlatan wins and takes the prize.

On the surface, it’s a victory. But in the reality underneath, it is not a victory. It is a disgrace and an act of cowardice. The suffering of the other guy is real but the victory of the coward is an illusion. Confusing people’s minds with propaganda and desperation (“you have to… or else you’ll starve”) is like slipping drugs into one’s drink. If you are strong, you know that it’s an act of weakness.

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