“You Live by the Gun, You Die by the Gun”

I remember one day when my father showed me a black-and-white photo of him and his buddies from his high-school days. They were all Italian – bred and raised in a typical 1950s neighborhood in Brooklyn, N.Y. Dad showed me the picture because I was trying to rediscover...

Our Abundance Blinds Us to Cost of Climate Change

The extraordinary and history-making cold spell we experienced in Georgia several weeks ago reminded me of a time when one of my good friends posted on Facebook. The gist of the comment was that with all this cold weather, human-induced climate change is certain to be...