humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
The Customer Service Conundrum
The customer service system is broken. You're nodding, aren't you? You know it. You feel it. You can tell it's broken because there are just too many examples of horrendous service. They're becoming tropes. Stereotypes of bad service.
By John R. Godwin3 days ago in Humans
Broken Buckets
In nursery school, I learned a funny song about a man (Henry) who tells his wife (? implied by "dear Liza" and their mundane banter) that there's a hole in his bucket, then she admonishes him "so fix/mend it", therefore "with what?" As it goes back and forth repetitively, she advises him to plug the hole with straw. Well, the straw needs to be cut, the knife needs to be sharpened, the stone needs to be wet, and of course he should fetch water - with a bucket!
By Ellen Stedfeld3 days ago in Humans
You Ate What?
What did you say? You ate what? We have been consumed with modern technology. Every week it seems there is some new innovation to consider. Never has it been more imperative to take a step back and revisit what we are dealing with, because everything has a consequence, good or bad.
By Alexandra Grant3 days ago in Humans
America Inc: The Business
We all have heard the tale of the "American Revolution" about the band of heroic Patriots who kicked a tyrannical king's ass, and sent the Red Coats back to their clammy island-nation, dejected with their tails between their legs, and tears of British-shame streaming down their limey faces. Hip-hip-hooray, the American Patriots won the day!
By Meko James 3 days ago in Humans
The Tomb Called Justice
The courthouse looms at the town’s center like a tomb that refuses to stay closed, a monument of cold marble and older secrets. Its columns do not merely support a roof; they form the ribcage of an idea—that human suffering can be bled out, measured, and bottled in the name of peace. Above the bench, the scales hang like the iron skeleton of a trapped bird, eternally suspended in a room that smells of dust and the metallic tang of old fear.
By Ginny Brown3 days ago in Humans
