Everything feels wrong. You know what I'm talking about: there's a pandemic, mass unemployment, legislative gridlock, biased media, and now rioting and curfews across America. There's also the more insidious matter of systemic injustice: that our President proudly champions policies of voter suppression; that the core national curriculum does not include lessons on civic engagement or the history of lynchings; that apparently the law does not apply to you if you hold enough power. Against this backdrop, I've been questioning my place in all of this. I'm hunkered down in rural Utah, running a tech startup that hasn't been all that disrupted by having to go remote. I have ample savings, and all my needs are taken care of. Even my investment portfolio and stocks are near all-time highs. It all felt so nihilistic to me: do I have a moral responsibility to take action? If I don't, then does anything really matter? One thing I knew: I have privilege and resou...