I'm still caught up on this magazine piece, which I've been intermittently blogging about. I'm going to have to table the Malcolm X-sexism discussion for tomorrow. I'm really itching to talk with you guys about it. And bloggers guilt is setting in because I haven't been feeding the machine as usual. All I can do is try to execute the article with enough skill to moves you guys to forgiveness.
Nadia Lopez didn't think anybody cared about her middle school. Then Humans of New York told her story to the Internet—and everything changed.