“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” This is the famous passage from the Statue of Liberty poem. New Colossus and its famous last lines have become […]

First off, if you didn’t work with me in New York (yes, most of you are gone—yes, really gone), that headline will mean absolutely zippo to you. You’ll have to read the book that I hope to finish by 2018. Okay, so for now there’s some grey area. Now onto the countdown, uh, story… It […]