What you can lose
Boniface Mwangi is a Kenyan activist. He’s also a TED fellow, which means I’ve spent a decent amount of time with him. We were in Brazil for TED Global a couple of years ago, and he told me something I’ve […]
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Boniface Mwangi is a Kenyan activist. He’s also a TED fellow, which means I’ve spent a decent amount of time with him. We were in Brazil for TED Global a couple of years ago, and he told me something I’ve […]
Read More »Xulhaz Mannan was violently murdered yesterday. He was a Bangladeshi writer who edited an LGBT magazine, and worked for USAID in Dhaka. It’s a devastating loss – to the LGBT community in Bangladesh, and to the nation as a whole. Xulhaz was […]
Read More »Lifehacker suggests asking for a reference letter when you leave a job. Because they think it’s 1973? No one uses reference letters anyone more. Having them won’t get you a job; it will make you look ridiculous. Career advice that […]
Read More »After yesterday’s post about the high school boyfriend and magical strangers, I feel the need to remind you I’m a responsible professional. As evidence, I will point you to UN Dispatch, where I write weekly on global health and international […]
Read More »Prince, making some old white dudes look like amateurs I was a very good kid at seventeen. Very, very good. I loved my parents unabashedly. I didn’t drink. I didn’t smoke, not even cigarettes. I didn’t even stay out late. I […]
Read More »Shannon Maybe all my talk about brave gets on your nerves because the grammar isn’t right. Maybe you don’t agree with my feeling that we’re working in a broken system. Maybe you want someone who has mostly coaching experience, not […]
Read More »Presence matters. Speak clearly and with confidence. I go into this interview on your side. I want every candidate to be awesome. I want to buy what you’re selling. Sometimes, we don’t find what we want, even several interviews. If we […]
Read More »Seven or eight years ago now, I was living with my parents (and husband, and son) in Dushanbe, Tajikistan. I’d been an expat long enough that I could open a can of beans with a paring knife, but my mom […]
Read More »Networking isn’t about the people you know well. There just aren’t enough people you know well. It’s about the people you kind of know. The colleague from another department three jobs ago. The intern you supervised in summer 2004. A […]
Read More »aka: just one of the many times I’ve been an asshole A few years back, I moved to another country. This is something I do every few years, because that’s how international development work goes. I’m good at the moves, […]
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