Dear Reader,
In New England, where I live, winter is ceding to spring. The stubbornest snow still lurks in corners of parking lots, but we’re stowing our shovels and reaching for spades.
The warmer days bring me out of hibernation. At the coffee shop, I join an ongoing conversation on time management, that adult puzzle, particularly tricky with the Internet, smart phones, working from home, juggling two or more jobs—or perhaps this old question has only tricked us into thinking it’s new? Few confidently claim to manage time well easily. And what works for Adam might not work for Anu. Some swear by Get Things Done software apps. I use an egg timer. The question remains: will the tool help, or is the solution within me?
Your guess is as good as mine.
I heard this: In the 1880’s, a Doctor Jackson treated an aphasic patient whose ability to speak had been impaired by a stroke. Specifically, the patient, a carpenter, could not find any of the words he wanted. “Where are your tools?” asked his son, responsibility coming down on his shoulders like a cloak. The aphasic man struggled and succeeded in saying, “Master’s.” He found that word and delivered it to his lips because all of their lives depended on it.
In this issue of Status Hat, first of the spring season, our contributors offer a panoply of tools—of destruction, productivity, science and love.
Enjoy.
—Mojie Crigler
Guest Editor, Spring 2011
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