This morning I dropped off 4 computer monitors that I'd convinced my company to donate to a local non-profit. The director handed me two copies of their 50th Anniversary publication. I flipped through it and noticed my name printed in recognition of a substantial donation we'd previously made.Damn, that made me feel good about myself. Seriously, I encourage all other yuppies to write a four or five figure check on occasion to a decent charity. It really eases the angst of liberal white guilt even better than a Prius or an I'm not a plastic bag, if not quite as much as a designer African baby.
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