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Lefty perspectives on international affairs to help you get smarter about the world. Policy analyst Derek Davison brings you news and analysis global events in a daily newsletter and weekly podcast.
This newsletter is a stromata of anecdotes, fables, tales, advice if you ask for it, photography, questions, sentiment, and ways to get lost in the forest. Some of it will be private. Some will be legible. Not too legible I hope.
I write for many
The world is a terrible place, we might as well watch it burn together. Also I need some money...
My full name is Tina Roth Eisenberg. I started swissmiss in March of 2005 as my personal visual archive. Little did I know that it would eventually grow into a popular design journal with an average of 1 million unique visitors a month.
I…
Welcome to Water & Music, an email newsletter focused on unpacking big ideas in music and technology. The name comes from a 2015 HYPEBEAST interview between Quincy Jones and Kendrick Lamar, in which the former declares "The last things to leave...
News and recommendations from the world of kit lit and middle grade books
The Jungle Gym is a monthly newsletter full of ideas & resources to help you think clearer & work smarter. That means I spend a lot of time writing and curating resources about topics like:
-Work
-Learning
-Productivity
-Career Growth
Trissues is a newsletter about celebrities but really about my feelings.
Trissues comes out twice a week. One Trissue is always free, but paid subscribers will get two Trissues a week for $5 monthly.
I’m a French entrepreneur based in San Francisco. I have worked for three years with plant medicine and recently spent three months deep in the Amazon forest with the Yawanawa and Ashaninka tribes.
The knowledge and plant medicine they shared...
You sit there at night, staring at the ceiling, wondering, “What’s Chip Zdarsky up to?” You turn in bed to face me, but my back is to you as always. It’s cold in the room. Too cold. So, you pull out your phone, hoping the light doesn’t wake me...