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IBM, the Moon landing, Artificial Intelligence, and Watsonx July is an auspicious month. Named for Julius Caesar, one of the greatest generals and statesmen of all time, the first full month of summer marks many national Independence Days across the globe. July was the first full month of oper...

DC’s output of comics literally doubled for the month of September 1987, jumping from 42 issues the previous month to 84 issues in that month. The vast majority of titles had two releases as the company aligned everything the way they needed to make the Millennium crossover event iss...

Don’t rent a car. You won’t need one unless you have mobility issues. Get a 3-day transit pass at the airport, or at any metro stop. Reload it with 1-day passes once that expires. That’ll give you unlimited rides on all the buses and trains within the city. There’s a bus (...

When I was growing up, the family lore was that my dad’s grandmother was Cherokee. He grew up in High Point, NC. He lived in Michigan when I was young, and after my parents divorced, I would visit him during the Christmas and summer holidays. I have vivid memories of driving down from Michigan...

The sad truth is that nobody outside the disability communities cared. Corporations ignored it; hospitals and other public institutions barely acknowledged it. Where were they in imploring us to examine the centuries of often shameful history of disability and how disabled people have been bullied, ...

There is no reasonable explanation for why at this point in time I should awaken on the first day of black history month to an article about lynchings and what other truths lay comfortably behind our lack of collective awareness of the means of lynching(s). Notably, I have a lot of love for this ...

Hawai’i is a melting pot of all different cultures and filipinos definitely makes up a huge chunk of the population. Learning to cook something new from my culture will always be humbling because in a perfect world, cooking a new dish would come out just like my mom’s on the first try...

I’m sitting in my college dorm, and it’s the middle of the night—when nothing good happens. Certainly, no good comes from being alone when your mind attacks you. I remember two things: I wrote a poem about the faces I was seeing and the voices I was hearing. I ran out of my room be...