How one family accidentally ‘fell’ into effective altruism
As I moved into my 30s, and then into my 40s, I found myself increasingly worrying about the inequality between the life we’re living here and that of others in different parts of the world.
Like many things – falling in love (great), falling down the stairs (not so great) – I fell into effective altruism by accident.
I was brought up in the relatively privileged inner eastern suburbs of Melbourne, with the blessings of a stable family, access to a good health system and a tertiary education.
