As a parent, it’s my fundamental duty to irritate my children with phrases of wisdom, ideally played for them on repeat. …

Many “neuro” myths exist about how humans think, feel, learn, and behave. I’ve always been aggravated by them. As a scientist, you must swear a blood oath to shake your fist when things fly in the face of the data. …

Are you terminally apologetic? If you’re nodding, “yes” while biting your tongue to avoid apologizing for apologizing, welcome. I know your pain. Not so long ago, I was in your shoes… To the man texting while walking, oblivious to the world? I’m sorry you rammed me. I’m sorry you knocked…

The crying baby picture is brilliant, thank you very much. Call it my own form of article-relevant mind control. By combining distress and baby face, I’ve created a neurotastic double-whammy for your empathy circuits. A terrified baby would be gold, but it’s oddly difficult to find terrified baby photos. …

Learn to look. Then be willing to see things differently. I grew up adoring my grandmother’s touch-me-not plants (𝘮𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢). With a gentle swipe of my finger, these delicate creatures would fold their leaves and droop in a way that would impress even the masterfully forlorn and judgy Eeyore. Being…