My thoughts - random musings, really - on anything and everything - politics, religion, sex, travel, food, culture, society, health.
My passion is improving the quality of our lives and of those who will come after us. It's the debt we owe to the people who came before us and gave us amazing things we take for granted, in no particular order - technology, startups, urban housing, underground sewers, running water, electricity, telephone, freeways, cars, democracy, internet, and free speech.
Here's a poem I wrote when I was in 8th grade in school My Experience Once upon a time, I had a little donkey Whom I very lovingly, used to call Pinky But in fact, he was very brown And making a fine pair, I looked like a clown Whatever we looked like, that does not matter My story begins, as I grew fatter Allow me to tell you, for your information At that time, was I, a very poor washerman One day, on Pinky, I loaded a huge clothes bunch And on the top I settled, with my heavy paunch Due to the mighty weight, his bones crunched And the next minute, into the air I was launched As I fell on earth, I started groans and moans Nevertheless, the next thing I did was to check my bones My limbs ached, and I felt very sick Later on, I learned that the cause was Pinky's kick After that experience so dim I decided to become slim And hence I advise you, never to become plump For you too, as me, may receive many a bump! [Originally posted on my personal blog a
You know it's a rough economy when Guy Kawasaki is tweeting about picking up chicks and TechCrunch is blogging about handshakes & social etiquette and beating up dead horses . But shouldn't these guys be talking about my friend's company that just got funded to do DNA computation in the cloud - or something like that? [Originally posted on my personal blog at muralikd.blogspot.com, May 09, 2009]
From the winner of 2019 Pulitzer Prize: Frederick Douglass, Prophet of Freedom by David W. Blight Douglass found himself in a position, a decade and a half after emancipation, not unlike many leaders of the modern civil rights movement. They have to fight to protect political and constitutional triumphs, as well as a new national historical memory, while they also face a deepening crisis of structural repression and inequality. Douglass's story, when he was heroically right as well as disappointingly wrong, was a rehearsal for the long haul of postemancipation and post-civil rights black and progressive leadership who have encountered foes as virulent as the Democratic Party's Southern Redeemers of the 1870s and much of the Republican Party in the late twentieth and early twenty-first centuries.