I woke up this morning to two headlines that felt like they belonged to different worlds, but the more I read, the more I realized they were telling the exact same story. First, there's the near-miss at LAX. A passenger jet makes a wrong turn on the tarmac and almost clips another plane. It's terrifying. It's the kind of thing that makes you grip your armrest a little tighter on your next flight and silently count the seconds until you're safely on the ground. Then, almost in the same breath, there's news out of Ohio State, where a fraternity is suspended because a video surfaced showing men literally engulfed in flames. One story is about technology and protocol failing. The other is about culture and judgment failing. But both reveal the same uncomfortable truth: we have a serious problem with blind spots. In aviation, we obsess over safety. We have black boxes, radar, endless regulations, and entire agencies dedicated to making sure planes don't crash into ea...
I was watching the news this morning, coffee in hand, seeing the fresh faces of new Congressional members walking through orientation on Capitol Hill. They looked optimistic, clutching their binders and shaking hands, ready to serve. There was something almost hopeful about it—the idea that the people who just got elected are already showing up, ready to get to work. But then the camera cut to the veteran leadership, the same faces we have been watching for years, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of déjà vu mixed with deep exhaustion. Congress is back for its “lame-duck sprint,” a phrase that sounds energetic—like a final push for glory—but actually describes a period of legislative paralysis that feels increasingly broken. We’re told this is just how it works. It’s a transitional phase, a constitutional buffer between the verdict of the electorate and the swearing-in of the new term. In theory, that makes sense. You need time to hand over the keys. You need time for new members to...