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The Three Paradoxes of Generative AI

I’ve been doing a lot of pondering about how to think about generative AI. As a result, I’ve come up with a three paradoxes and two metaphors that might help you think more deeply about how it works, how to use it and its impact on the workplace. One of the questions I always get about generative AI is, “won’t it leave a lot of people behind?” And the answer is…complicated.

The top five "faith-based" films of 2023

I wasn’t planning to do any sort of end-of-the-year wrap-up, but a couple weeks ago I was contacted by a journalist asking if I knew what the most popular “faith-based” films of the year had been, and whether I had any comments on them. I wasn’t sure I could say which films religious audiences had liked the most, as that’s a purely subjective thing and as far as I know there’s no religious equivalent to CinemaScore or anything like that.

The Unique Difficulty of Leaving the NFL "Too Soon."

This time nine years ago, Oshiomogho’s NFL career ended in a split second and started a string of sad Septembers I didn’t know I’d be able to shake.  For my entire life, September could always be summed up by three sounds: fresh chalk on an emerald board, the first crunch of fallen leaves and the whistles, crashing helmets, grunts and roar of a crowd during a football game. Many of you know my husband played in the NFL for 8 seasons.

The Violent End of Malcolm X

Earl Grant loved Malcolm X. On February 21, 1965, moments before giving a speech at the Audubon Ballroom in New York City, Malcolm asked Grant for a favor — he needed a phone call placed on his behalf to a fundraiser and insisted Grant make it from a phone booth away from the stage. “Do this for me, brother,” Malcolm pled, trying t… ncG1vNJzZmiokam%2Fqq%2FKsKCtrKljwLau0q2YnKNemLyue89oq6GdXau2sLjEp6tmnZ6ZerCyjKaYpZufobpuxA%3D%3D

The Why Behind XX-XY Athletics

I moved away from home when I was fourteen to train at one of the most demanding gymnastics clubs in the country. In 1986 I became the U.S. National Champion. But this title came with a heavy price. I trained forty hours a week and subsisted on a forced starvation diet. I was publicly berated by my coaches for gaining a quarter pound. I practiced on a broken ankle for two years.