Science, technology, engineering, and math (STEM) propel cultural advancement. They gift society with innovations. Americans in particular have excelled in STEM research. From putting a man on the moon to placing a phone in every hand, America has a storied relationship with the discipline. Unfortunately, America is in the midst of confronting an overall deterioration in […]
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In the article “You Will Lose Your Job to a Robot and Sooner than You Think,” Kevin Drum warns that extreme unemployment is probable within the next forty years. He begins his argument by placing all jobs into four categories: routine physical, routine cognitive, nonroutine physical, and nonroutine cognitive. Many leaders in the field are
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On August 27, 1960, a group of black students did a sit-in at a whites-only lunch counter in downtown Jacksonville, Florida. At the same time a group of 200 white men gathered in nearby Hemming Park. The leaders, most of whom were members of the KKK, passed out ax-handles and baseball bats and proceeded to
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Herbie was a slow, heavy, dark-skinned man who kept himself clean and well-groomed. In the summer when the weather was warm, he dressed in cotton short sleeves and plaid Bermuda shorts, and he always carried a white handkerchief to clean his wire-rim glasses or wipe away the beads that constantly reformed at the end of his large nose
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I “I want to know once and for all who did this to me!” hollered Hugh Jackson III, waving his stubbed hands dramatically for all to witness (and seeming to startle himself more than the rest of us). This was the climax of a speech he had prepared for me and the local policemen on
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It was four years ago when, for the first time, wildflowers stepped into my world. My husband Sevan and I took our boys fishing at Eleven Mile Reservoir. My mind and heart were burdened with anxiety on the drive. Staring blankly out of the car’s window, I was questioning whether my husband and I were