The Age Of “Whatever It Takes” Economic Policies

And what it means for all of us Central banks are in deep — like “$250 trillion dollars and 50x leveraged” deep. What do central banks do when basically the LAST THING ANYONE EVER EXPECTS happens? What do central banks do when a global pandemic threatens to disrupt the house of cards they’ve spent 20 years so carefully constructing? They do whatever it f**king takes, that’s what. What does that mean? It means unprecedented money printing. It means stimulus measures.

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Until Next Time…

Our plane lifts up and over the smog laden Yangon, over the towering hotels and the dilapidated slums, over the meandering rivers and the quilted patchwork of brown and green farms below. It’s odd how Myanmar goes from being the reality of my everyday life to just a figment of my memory. It’s as if Myanmar froze the moment I stepped onto the plane; the smoking noodle stands and the lines of buddhist monks transfixed forever in my mind just

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Survival of the Shortest

Writing about my time here is like trying to condense a 1000 page novel into a paragraph. I want to convey everything. I want you to taste the food and see the smiling children; I want you to feel your heart skip a beat when your taxi narrowly misses oncoming semis and smell frying fish in the local markets. But try as I might, I cannot fully evoke what I would like. In some ways, the very act of writing

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Like trying to protect yourself from lightening with a banana leaf

Whoever said that roosters crow at dawn was full of shit. It is 5:30 in the morning after a night of homesteading in a Chin village and I’ve learned that roosters crow whenever they damn well please. This morning, it seemingly pleased them to crow in unison at 3 in the morning. Hopefully, we’re having roast rooster for breakfast. Bhikku, a buddhist monk, is one of the most fascinating people I’ve ever met. Traveling with him, a fluent Myanmar and

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Welcome Back

A cacophony of sounds envelops me as our taxi weaves fearlessly between vehicles and people alike. The horns and screeches of an endless line of cars plays out like some deranged symphony, as all 6 million residents of Yangon seemingly take to the road at the same instant. It is survival of the surest of foot, the quickest of hand. It is incomprehensible to me that this system works; somehow, it does. Perhaps it truly is natural selection—those that are

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So This Is Southeast Asia

     There’s something exhilarating in standing out. Moving from the anonymousness of being a white man in America to being the only english speaking white person on the block. At least for the first few days, I like the stares I get. I feel like I’m interesting, even if it’s only superficially based on my race. From Teipei to Phnom Pen to Ho Chi Minh City, I tower over everyone. And while I clearly stand out, this isn’t Africa

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Young Handsome Afro Black Man Going Upstairs

It’s no secret that the digital industry is booming. From exciting startups to global brands, companies are reaching out to digital agencies, responding to the new possibilities available. However, the industry is fast becoming overcrowded, heaving with agencies offering similar services — on the surface, at least. Producing creative, fresh projects is the key to standing out. Unique side projects are the best place to innovate, but balancing commercially and creatively lucrative work is tricky. So, this article looks at

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     The word מיסרד הפנם should translate to: Hell. It doesn’t…but it should. Literally it means: Office of the Faces (it’s one of those phrases that doesn’t translate well), but in reality it’s the immigration office. It was here that Abba and I spent our last day together. The day began with a purpose, finish my enlistment process. The day before, I discovered, by word of the Jewish Agency, that I am Jewish (something I’ve known for a while now).

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