Why I am deeply suspicious of Malcolm Gladwell
So, I am moved, I am living in Emeryville, I am somewhat settled in. The blizzard of meeting old friends has abated (just as a massive and quite literal blizzard arose in the District that I left behind). I am even writing again, so I figured it was time to come back to this blog.
As I mentioned in one of my last few posts, during this period of dislocat…
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