The Internet and free information is a marriage perplexed by the nature and strains of its own union. This past year we have witnessed the rise of a revolution, peered into the horrors of government policy, and have united as a general populace on key political issues; all due to free information. Driving a friend to the airport in Bellingham, I asked if he could describe the highs and lows of 2011 in 11 concise points. His response was that it would be impossible to say what the high points have been, since what the world witnessed was only a glimpse of events yet to come. The world hasn’t had time to digest. The irony, he continued, is...

For many of you, new years resolutions have become nothing but a mere opportunity for you to publicize your future tragic failure in your hopeless attempt to accomplish particular goals. These broken resolutions eventually propel you into an endless cycle of feeling worthless and hopeless. Despite your history with new years resolutions, when focused on the goal, the failure can serve as a humble platform on which something can eventually be accomplished.  ...

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What does it mean that we live in a humanistic age of technology? Perhaps it’s a world where mechanical devices bow to our wishes; yielding productivity, usefulness and efficiency. At the consumer level, this is the definition of our age. These devices are complex machines with many components. They must first be formed from natural resources harvested by humankind. It’s in this stage of engineering where I believe we should be more...

When I was delivered into the hands of the doctor at Good Samaritan Hospital, at no point did my father turn to my mother and express his concerns over whether I would fall short of their detailed, itemized plan for me. They hadn’t given birth to a vocation—to a politician, or to an author. They had a newborn son. If one were to have the gall to ask a couple why they were bringing a child into the world, they might seem perplexed. Life is life—it doesn’t need...

It’s a cold morning on the lower eastside of Vancouver. I’m sitting with a friend at Save-On-Meats, waiting for the waitress to take our order. He gets the scramble, I order the eggs benny, because I always order the eggs benny. As I’m waiting for my coffee refill, my friend looks at me and he asks a...