Yesterday was an important day for a couple reasons:
1. It was the due date for Clear Fund Round One applications (excepting the applicants who’ve been given extensions, which so far is everyone who’s asked for one). About 1/3 of the charities we invited to apply have submitted; we have 33 submissions for Cause 1, 22 for Cause 2, 10 for Cause 3, 43 for Cause 4, and 16 for Cause 5. I estimate that we’ll get about 20 more (total) from late submissions.
So, it’s time to get reading them. Fortunately, I don’t have to do it all by myself …
2. I finally got a co-worker. Everyone give a big hello to Elie Hassenfeld, the Clear Fund’s new Program Officer. Elie and I worked together at a hedge fund for three years, starting up the informal GiveWell group about a year ago, and from the start he stood head and shoulders above the other members in terms of his natural passion (and ability) for the project. He’s a great talent, and however much GiveWell is hurting world GDP by wrenching him away from his old job, I’m happy (and lucky) to have him on board.
One of the things I hate most is, for lack of a better term, is “badness.” I’m talking less about “evil” than general incompetence and failure: things that make no sense for no good reason. Well, I don’t just hate this – I can’t stand it. I can’t stand that thousands of children die everyday because they don’t have a $5 net under which to sleep, a 5 cent pill when they contract diarrhea, or other similarly inexpensive items that you or I take for granted.
I’ve been flooding our readers lately, so today I just want to brag a little bit about an aspect of our application process.
This is a response to the
This blog is hosting the Giving Carnival this week. The Giving Carnival is a horrible name for the following: the host chooses a topic, anyone who wants to writes/submits a post on that topic, and the host posts links to the ones he wants to (in a space this small, generally everyone) with commentary. It’s like a periodical, but with the advantage that it’s much more of a pain in the neck to read. Get pumped!