Mostly I just wanted to find a way to make poetry and a love of pretty, hand-printed books pay so I wouldn't starve.
As a writer for hire, I admit that I deeply underestimated the role of craft in success. And overestimated talent. Talent turned out to be, mostly, applied craft. Plus a few drinks, if conditions warranted.
When I stumbled into the nonprofit world, I was home. This is what I'd wanted since I was a kid: a place where people -- amazing people -- tried to fix things, without caring if they could make a buck.
Let's get it done. Let's make things better. Screw the cynics.
I love Apple. My technological life orbits Apple products & has faithfully since the 1984 "cute" Macintosh; I owned one. I'm listening happily to iTunes right now. But.... Apple does good only accidentally. Not intentionally. Not like NGOs.
They do good with determination. I like being near them.
The money tornados (formerly, masters of the universe) on Wall Street won't matter 20 minutes after their last dollar is spent, either now ... or in the relatively near future, that special period late in life called, "You can't take it with you."
Heal someone. Save someone.
Don't be a waste of potentially worthwhile human capability. Money does the job in charity.