Howard Zinn‘s A People’s History of the United States is one of those books that should be mandatory reading for Americans – the world, actually. Learning to see things from different perspectives is so important, …
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Howard Zinn
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Soren Kierkegaard
Five years ago my anxiety was so bad that I couldn’t even drive a car. Me! The person who drove to Los Angeles from Houston when I moved there, the person who loved to …
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Jerry Garcia
I listened and identified with a lot of punk music growing up, so when a friend introduced me to The Grateful Dead, I was all “ew, no thank you”. However, once they were in their …
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Jean-Paul Sartre
As a senior in high school, I was chosen to direct a one-act play. Being the troubled introvert I am, I chose Jean-Paul Sartre‘s No Exit; a play about three people locked in a room …
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Happy International Women’s Day!
Ever since finishing For Her Own Good by Barbara Ehrenreich, I’ve been thinking deeply about women and their role as healers and how society can get back some of that. The book goes over 200 …
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Charlotte Bronte
Have you ever tried to be someone you weren’t? It took me so much beer (Lone Star, to be exact) to turn into the boisterous, people pleasing party girl I thought society wanted out of …
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John Waters
When I was in middle school I was a big fan of the movie Crybaby, and was on the hunt for more movies by John Waters. An independent video store had Pink Flamingos, and my …
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Aristophanes
I used to talk so much. Gossiping away about anyone including my own personal details as a nervous habit. Once I quit drinking and started meditating that all stopped, as I learned to soothe and …
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Saint Augustine
In today’s political atmosphere I hear so much talking and nothing being said. It’s up to us to stand up, speak the truth. Community and participation is important now more than ever. photo taken at …
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Dorothy Parker
For years I thought I was an Extrovert. Constantly hanging out with big groups, talking to everyone; alcohol certainly helped loosen me up for social chatter. Deep inside something was screaming at me, though. Telling …