“But there’s more to the story than simply hitting the poverty line. Rank’s research shows that 75 percent of Americans will experience poverty or near-poverty-earning 150 percent of the federal poverty income level-in their lifetimes. That means if you’re trying to support a family of four today on a $33,000-per-year income, you may not technically be “poor,” but you’ll likely have a hard time making ends meet, Rank says. “The American dream is becoming harder and harder to achieve.”
“If you Google a photo of me you’ll see a “white guy.” My parents and I immigrated to the US from Portugal when I was 3. I grew up in Philadelphia, which was a pretty racist place in the 1970s. My parents, having come from a country that was 99% white at the time, moved into a small immigrant pocket of other Portuguese. Outside that circle there were people who looked different. Once I started school, I got my ass kicked on a regular basis by kids of EVERY race. The black kids kicked my ass because I was white, the white kids kicked my ass because I spoke a different language. My face was the original meeting grounds for the rainbow coalition. (To be fair, I got my ass kicked a few times because of my smart mouth, and those I’ll take the blame for.) All of which can be very confusing when you’re in the middle of a culture that still defined itself along strict color lines. I somehow ended up in art school where being different didn’t get you beat up; it got you looked up to. (Not to mention laid.) I moved out of Philadelphia, first to Texas where racism was a completely different animal; rather than a powder keg always in danger of exploding, it felt like it had been baked into the culture. There was less visible animosity as long as everyone stayed in their part of town. I eventually settled down in San Francisco because I wanted to raise my kid in a place where being yourself was tolerated. And defended.”
Joshua Tuscan spills some thoughts here and they collect in a pool. I live in Seattle, btw.
I once cried because I couldn't draw a tree the way I saw it in my head... Granted, it was kindergarten, but it was a defining moment. One of my lifelong goals has been to
ride a horse through a shallow lake, seriously, it's in my grade school journal. I lived in Barbados for a while where I almost lost my toe, which has stood as a metaphor in
my life for that time. I watch a lot of movies and sometimes I fear that it is cutting into my ability to learn foreign languages. Oh yeah, I like to write beautiful, validated code. (More/Less)