In Ireland, I Don’t Have to Spell My Name

In Ireland, I Don’t Have to Spell My Name

I’m standing at the Hertz rental car counter in Shannon airport, when the clerk asks for my name. I simply say, “Flynn,” without spelling it. He nods, “Aye, me mum’s a Flynn.”“From what county?” I ask.“Cork,” he says.“There are a lot of Flynns in Cork,” I say.In fact,...
Time for a Renaissance: The Age of What Matters

Time for a Renaissance: The Age of What Matters

We live in a world that sets aside a big front row VIP seat for the Left Brainers. As of now, they are still getting Big Salaries. As of now, fathers everywhere, and mothers, too, are advising their children to “Get a real job,” meaning get a very Left Brain job that...