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- Author of "Because I Say So: The Dangerous Appeal of Moral Authority" (www.nikkistern.com) and "Hope in Small Doses" and busy blogger at nikkistern.com
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I’m undertaking my first solo fund-raising cause by setting up a crowd-sourcing project. The project is on behalf of my friend Greg, a wonderful writer with an amazing life story he’s committing to print in his memoir along i… Read full post »
Why do we kill people who are killing people to show
that killing people is wrong?
–credited variously to Norman Mailer, Gandhi and other sources
Anders Breivik, the Norwegian gunman who… Read full post »
“Moral hazard” originated as an insurance term used to differentiate between accidents caused by nature and those caused by humans. Nowadays, it’s used to judge and misjudge others according to whether we think they’ve assumed undue risk or cost us money.
My eye was caught… Read full post »
I learned today via New York Times piece that the super-charged, $100,000 BMW-M5 with the twin-turbo V8 engine uses a --gasp--recorded sound to mimic the full-throated roar the driver might expect to hear upon starting the car or pressing the accelerator.
inspired by a friend who is discovering how inspirational he is...
"Sorrow" by Van Gogh via Wikicommons
No one ever knows what to say.
“You’ll be okay.”
“Hang in there.”
“You’re one of the… Read full post »
I went to see “The Artist” the other day as part of my efforts (not very strenuous) to see the Oscar contenders and buzzed-about movies. Occasionally I digress for the purpose of guaranteed mindless big-screen entertainment, as when I went to see “Mission Impossible:… Read full post »
Princeton has always had an independent bookstore. Since 2006, Labyrinth Books has filled the needs of both the university and the community, and its innovative approach may offer a model for other struggling outlets.
Labyrinth is Princeton University’s official partner, of… Read full post »
The older I get, the less I like holidays--with one exception: Thanksgiving. In part, it may be because Thanksgiving uniquely seems to have escaped the retail frenzy attached to other holidays. Thanksgiving is all about family and food.
That can make for some memorably bad holiday dinners,… Read full post »
The 9/11 Memorial and OWS occupy two parks adjacent to each other in Lower Manhattan. Otherwise, they couldn't be more different.
October 17, 2011 seemed like a fine day to head downtown and see the memorial I’d avoided up to and just after the 10th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks.… Read full post »
My grade school tormenter reached me through Facebook.
Actually, he located me on Facebook via some site called
Classmates. I don’t remember registering
on Classmates but who knows? I might have hit the wrong button at
some point. The bottom line is: he found me.
“Hi Nikki,”… Read full post »
A survey conducted post-apocalyptic debt ceiling kerfuffle indicates 82% of Americans have an unfavorable opinion of Congress. Up in Canada, the folks seem to think at least that many Americans are off their rockers.
I've just returned from eleven days on the road, traveling by car wit… Read full post »
I’ve been imagining the 10th anniversary as marking a big change, in the manner of the event itself: a cleaver that again sunders my life into before and after. Ten years after the attack that took my husband and left me an involuntary member of a group of grieving relatives, I've… Read full post »
Although I have friends in the town where I live, I spend more of my free time online, socializing with people, many of whom I haven’t met in person. This is the new normal, where we can morph into hunky superheroes or meet and “marry” our soul mate and start a/… Read full post »
Gimme head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy, daddy
© 1967 James Rado & Gerome Ragni (lyrics); Galt MacDermot (music)
We are our hair. More than eye color or h… Read full post »
In an attempt to unclutter my life. I’ve been throwing out papers, giving away clothes and sorting through boxes. I seem determined to keep my memories consigned to mental cubbyholes. Too much looking back feels unsettling.
But the past is never really past, though it… Read full post »
Yesterday, as one of a group of selected 9/11 family members, I had an opportunity to meet with President Obama. Although the number of invitees swelled at the last minute and the format changed from a sit-down to a stand-up affair, I had my moments with the man. Problem is, I… Read full post »
Exhausted after a day of stripping three rooms bare in anticipation of a painting crew, I crashed Sunday night around 10:30. The phone rang at midnight and again at 1 AM but of course, I couldn't find it—the phone, that is. So I didn’t hear the messages from the media outlets… Read full post »
You probably didn’t know Sally Goodrich. She was, among other things, a teacher and school administrator; a cancer survivor; wife of a small-town lawyer from North Adams, Massachusetts; the mother of a young man killed on 9/11; and eventually, a dedicated advocate for Afghan civilians… Read full post »
My early teen years were a struggle, to say the least. I was ungainly, unsure and decidedly uncool. Eventually, I would attain the even teeth, the carefully ironed long hair, even an acceptable body shape. But in 1964, I wanted to look like my older brother's cheerleader girlfriends. More… Read full post »
To be honest, I’ve been promising/threatening to move out of my townhouse for eight or nine years; but this is the year I intend to set my intention into motion. Perhaps it’s the tenth anniversary of my husband’s death or the fact that I’ve lived alone i… Read full post »
I first saw the man at the airport. He was on his Blackberry…or maybe it was an iPhone or an Android. He was reading or texting, preoccupied, his gaze never leaving the object in his hand.
All around him were people likewise fixated on their various devices.… Read full post »
The prolific author Joyce Carol Oates has written a book about losing her husband, following in the heart-broken footsteps of many other such memoirs, such as The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion. Oates’ book, A Widow’s Story, has been generally, although carefully, praised save fo… Read full post »
As I prepare for my entrance into what are colloquially known as “the cranky years,” I’m becoming especially sensitive about the marketing—or lack thereof—of services and products to the senior population. Besides pills, pads, portfolios and various insurance vehicles (i… Read full post »
Jan. 27, 2011: The emotional health of college freshmen — who feel buffeted by the recession and stressed by the pressures of high school — has declined to the lowest level sinc… Read full post »