In the sleepy college town of Davis, California where I grew up, there were Iranians who were religious […]
This poem was originally published in Entropy.
/man·trap/ noun
a room or area used for access control, containing a series of doors that cannot be open at the same time to prevent unauthorized entry as permissioned individuals enter or exit
From inside,
I see them at a distance
through layers of black fence
When I get fed up with the ongoing reality TV show, I spend a day driving around Virginia. I go shopping for vintage homewares, find bluegrass, & listen when the woman with the TV tuned to FOX News…
This piece was originally shared on my facebook feed on November 12th, 2016. It is also shared on Medium. […]
From time to time, I hear from researchers – from graduate students to economists working in industry to established tenured professors—interested in applying natural language processing tools in the context of serious, rigorous economics. The questions are usually multiple and combine gently personal inquiries (Whatever inspired you to pursue these two skill sets that are frequently described in opposition to one another? How can I build a career that does that too?) with technical ones (How can I measure sentiment in a corpus of news documents? How do I demonstrate that what NLP algorithms find is statistically significant?).
Cross-posted from the Open Knowledge Foundation Blog. This past spring, I spent a few months at the crowdfunding […]
This story was originally published in PANK.
Ayeh watched the two boys cross the playground hard top…
https://www.instagram.com/p/BhUm_qjnP3q When I meet other writers, the question of how to approach describing a book project to prospective […]
Photos of protests seen around the world and in the States help Muslims here and overseas know that the American people are not monolithically interested in bombing and then…
I snapped this photo as I was leaving Sunday’s March from the White House to the Capitol Building. As the daylight hours, and with them the time for afternoon prayers, waned, this sister stole a quiet spot for some alone time with God. I won’t pretend to know what she prayed for, but these days I find myself reflecting a great deal on the future of our country and praying for the United States, for my friends and their families, for the future of those Americans I don’t know but hope to get to know…
Friends, in just under a month, I’m hosting a benefit for the Caltech Y, a service organization that […]
The Moraga stairs kicked my butt this beautiful San Francisco morning, but the view from the top is […]