How Democracies Die
By Steven Levitsky and Daniel Ziblatt
Let me confess up front: I have not yet read this book. I’m screwing up my courage to do so. However, I’ve heard just enough about it to be extremely concerned and intrigued.
The authors argue that in recent times authoritarian leaders have actually come to power through democratic processes. The good old days of military coups seem to be a relic of the past.
Once in power, these leaders all share four common traits: Continue reading “How Democracies Die”
As Martin Luther wrote, “There is no more lovely, friendly, and charming relationship, communion, or company than a good marriage.” 
Last week I had occasion to be in Toronto on business with a colleague to attend a meeting with our colleagues at the 
One of the great and humbling honors of serving Episcopal Relief & Development is the opportunity I have to visit our work around the world. 
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The Heart Guy isn’t brilliant television, but it’s fun and harmless. It chronicles the misadventures of an arrogant and infallible Sydney heart surgeon, Hugh Knight. Dr. Knight has bad boy habits involving drugs and other misbehavior that result in his surgery license being temporarily suspended. The medical board sentences Knight to a year’s probation at a country hospital in a town called Whyhope. The aptly named Whyhope also happens to be the town where Dr. Knight grew up and where his family still lives.
Each year I try to spend a week in silent retreat. With my travel schedule, that can be a challenge. However, if I attach the retreat to other travel, so that I’m already away from the temptations of the office and the “to do” lists of home, I can sometimes swing it. 