10 years ago, I gave up making New Year’s resolutions because I figured out something that worked better. I was a college student at Stanford University reflecting, disappointedly, on my first two years of school. I chose to go to Stanford University to learn how to change the world. I wanted to become an inventor who would create products that improved quality of life. But, as I looked back on my freshman and sophomore years of college, I concluded that I was only marginally more intelligent than when I was in high school. I knew a bit more physics, a bit more calculus. But more glaringly, by the end of the first two years, I had sacrificed many of the aspects of self that had gotten me to Stanford in the first place. As I looked ahead, I saw where that would lead me in life and it wasn’t exciting.Read more
Every day I wake up to news highlighting the widening split between Americans. The news tells of acts of racial violence; demonization of others; statements that this group or that group isn’t really American; and a retreat toward the comfort of racial and social identity groups at the expense of our common identity. Worse, this discourse and the growing hatred isn’t just contained to the media, but is represented in the comments we leave online, the things we say to one another in public, and the increasing acts of violence committed against groups we don’t identify with. As I see these events play out, watch as they increase in frequency, and notice how our rhetoric has become more and more violent in nature, I see only one outcome for our future as a country if we do not work together to find redemption: open violence, death, and destruction that will engulf our wives, our husbands, our sons, daughters and friends.