Made some minor updates to the branding design page.

Using money to hide your incompetence only shows that you are a fucking idiot.

I haven’t tweeted for five months. I am pretty much done with Twitter. I haven’t bothered to archive my tweets. I am not even going to bring them over to this blog. As you might have already noticed, my sharing category is my replacement for Twitter. I post links and quick posts just like I do on Twitter. I need to add a quick title as well; therefore, the headline might be silly.

Same goes with LinkedIn. I have not posted for anything for five months. I went back to Facebook briefly when we skied in Vermont. I posted a few videos of the kids I wanted to share with family members. Last week, I deactivated it. I just want to get away from social media completely and focus on this site.

Everything will be posted here from now on. I hope you enjoy your stay as well as the coming weekend. I got nothing but love for ya.

Roxane Gay opines in the New York Times:

We are at something of an impasse. The list of things that can get you killed in public is expanding every single day. Whether it’s mass shootings or police brutality or random acts of violence, it only takes running into one scared man to have the worst and likely last day of your life. We can’t even agree on right and wrong anymore. Instead of addressing actual problems, like homelessness and displacement, lack of physical and mental health care, food scarcity, poverty, lax gun laws and more, we bury our heads in the sand. Only when this unchecked violence comes to our doorstep do we maybe care enough to try to effect change.

She’s damn right.

I was sitting in our car next to my four-year-old son. He was napping. As I was dozing off, my phone rang. I picked it up to prevent my son from waking up. The voice on the other line introduced himself as someone from Alumni Relations.

He reached out to me to see how I am doing. I told him I am doing fine and prepared for him to ask me for donations. I couldn’t catch the first part he was telling me, but I could hear the second part, in which he asked me to contribute $100. I politely declined because I witness first hand how they spend money like throwing confetti.

When I said “no” to the $100 donation, he immediately hung up on me. Just a minute before, he sounded as if he genuinely cared about my being, but as soon as he couldn’t get my contribution he clearly didn’t give a fuck.

Miklós Kiss’s Type Beasts are so damn beautiful and expressive. I love his clever ligatures.

This photo was licensed for $500 and only the left half was used.

Clarence Thomas, Neil Gorsuch, and Brett Kavanaugh are driven by sex, money, and power. They are gangsters of the corrupted Supreme Court.

I love the elegant, book-inspired typesetting on Harvard Law Review.

Steve Eder and Jo Becker write for The New York Times:

Since the rebranding, the law school has developed an unusually expansive relationship with the justices of the high court — welcoming them as teachers but also as lecturers and special guests at school events. Scalia Law, in turn, has marketed that closeness with the justices as a unique draw to prospective students and donors.

I am surprised that the NYT reporters take this long to discover the connections between Scalia Law and the Supreme Court.