These Times

A good epitaph for a tombstone: “Sorry. I’m late.”

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I was late to an appointment last week because my internet algorithm wasn’t right. It was promoting Grateful Dead songs and videos of people getting hurt on trampolines. I couldn’t let it go — if you don’t stay on top of your algorithm it can lead to worse developments, including songs from Metallica and clips of people being hit by commuter trains. I was late to my appointment, but the person completely understood once I explained why.

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God has an unusual job. It’s the sort of job where he gets all the credit and someone else gets all...