I remember the days I used to spend sitting in the lobby of the Nashville, Arkansas Department of Human Services (DHS) after school, waiting for my mother to get off work. Just like the families she worked with on a daily basis at the DHS, our family also received provisions from the government. In fact, most of my friends’ parents received food stamps and housing vouchers, so I didn’t feel
Hello USR readers, We hope you’re enjoying life. We’ve had fun shaping this past week’s offerings. For instance, in one entry, Leonardo da Vinci explains why stupidity and superstition are bad things. In Tim Gleason’s “One Morning in the Lunch Line,” a young man stubbornly refuses to accept anything less than his own culinary preference. Eric Stephenson’s “The Dream of the Gray Whale” shares what it’s like to be a struggling outlier
Millennials, the generation born from around the mid 1980s to late 1990s, account for over fifteen million U.S. citizens. Pew Research claims that, partly due to immigration, it’s the largest age category to exist so far in American history. However, this enormous number isn’t what has academics, researchers, and the media all abuzz. If a person Googles the word “Millennials,” he or she will find many websites that make provocative
I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises, and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air—look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire—why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.
