Monday, July 14, 2008
Mark Sanford - Owned!
Wow. (To borrow from The Simpsons) if you slow down the videotape, you can practically see the precise moment when South Carolina governor Mark Sanford kisses his chance to be John McCain's vice presidential running mate goodbye.
Index Labels:
2008 campaign
Shameless Media Plug - Washington Square
A few months ago, I was asked by Mansi Bhatia to define "justice" in 50 words for Washington Square Magazine (Spring, 2008). In the interests of justice, I kept my draft to 50 words exactly:
Justice balances conflicting forces, distributing goods and meting penalties without favor or prejudice. A human construct, justice may be contrasted with nature and tyranny, both of which deploy pleasure and pain inequitably. Justice demands the dispassionate negotiation of rights and responsibilities, affirming yet also limiting the realm of the self.What's your definition of justice?
Index Labels:
plugs
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Pickens Plan
I intend to learn more about the Pickens Plan in the future. I recommend that you do as well.
As the Dallas Morning News (July 12, 2008) notes, "Yes, America's infatuation with oil made Mr. Pickens rich. Yes, he has significant investments in natural gas and wind power. But the United States must make different and better energy choices. Who better than Boone Pickens to champion this crusade? Sometimes, when money talks, it makes a lot of sense."
Learn More
T. Boone Pickens (Wall Street Journal, July 9, 2008): My Plan to Escape the Grip of Foreign Oil: "How will we do it? We'll start with wind power. Wind is 100% domestic, it is 100% renewable and it is 100% clean. Did you know that the midsection of this country, that stretch of land that starts in West Texas and reaches all the way up to the border with Canada, is called the 'Saudi Arabia of the Wind'? It gets that name because we have the greatest wind reserves in the world. In 2008, the Department of Energy issued a study that stated that the U.S. has the capacity to generate 20% of its electricity supply from wind by 2030. I think we can do this or even more, but we must do it quicker."
USA Today's Dan Reed: Texas oilman T. Boone Pickens wants to supplant oil with wind: "Critics could easily accuse Pickens of advocating a major new public policy initiative that will line his own pockets. He is, after all, a big player in both the wind power and natural gas businesses. Pickens says while his hedge fund will earn money for its investors, earning more money personally is meaningless: 'I'm 80 years old and have $4 billion. I don't need any more money.' He's more concerned that his efforts to make reducing foreign oil dependency the No. 1 issue on the national agenda will be dismissed by the public and, therefore, by Washington. So he says he's carefully steering his plan clear of partisan bickering."
The Independent's Leonard Doyle: The texan oil baron and the winds of change [Quoting Pickens]: "This is not about Republicans versus Democrats, he said. This is about saving our country from the ruination of spending $700bn a year on oil imports. Ninety days after the oil hits our shores, it's all burnt up, and we've got nothing to show for it. But they [foreign oil producers] still have our money. It's killing our economy."
Index Labels:
economy,
environment,
Texas
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Friday Fun Post - Crackerbox Palace
George Harrison's Crackerbox Palace hit the airwaves back in '76, and for a time I thought it was the coolest song I ever heard. Recently, I came across the video...
Wow. Cocaine (with an LSD chaser) is a hellava drug.
Wow. Cocaine (with an LSD chaser) is a hellava drug.
Index Labels:
autobiography,
FFP,
music
Thursday, July 10, 2008
On the Job, Everywhere
This is one of those ancient articles, a New York Times piece from November 20, 2007, that I've allowed to atrophy in my to-read queue. It's a piece by Susan Stellin, entitled "On the Job, Everywhere." I once thought it might end up quoted in my in-press book about omnitopia, but now I'm just happy to remove it from the pile.
The article discusses ways in which hotels, airports, and other similar environments are transforming themselves into nodes for the Work Anywhere/Anytime Generation, noting that business travelers expect one amenity over all others when moving through omnitopia: internet access. Along with that innovation, business hotels are working to install more outlets in more places, recognizing, for example, "that many travelers end up working on their computers in bed."
Airports, less rapidly, are also working to ensure that travelers can pack more work into every moment, even while waiting for a flight. To that end, many are offering power chargers and wireless options, even that most necessary of resources: silence. I was particularly interested in Dallas-Fort Worth's new (as of 2007) vending machines that sell noise-canceling headphones. All the more, the enclave is mobile.
Read the entire piece: On the Job, Everywhere
The article discusses ways in which hotels, airports, and other similar environments are transforming themselves into nodes for the Work Anywhere/Anytime Generation, noting that business travelers expect one amenity over all others when moving through omnitopia: internet access. Along with that innovation, business hotels are working to install more outlets in more places, recognizing, for example, "that many travelers end up working on their computers in bed."
Airports, less rapidly, are also working to ensure that travelers can pack more work into every moment, even while waiting for a flight. To that end, many are offering power chargers and wireless options, even that most necessary of resources: silence. I was particularly interested in Dallas-Fort Worth's new (as of 2007) vending machines that sell noise-canceling headphones. All the more, the enclave is mobile.
Read the entire piece: On the Job, Everywhere
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Crude Awakening
Tonight Vienna and I will watch 12 Monkeys (again), and once more I'll likely be struck by that image of a high-ceilinged department store filled with customers fading into a post-apocalyptic future devoid of human life.
Movies like 12 Monkeys call forth a nagging modern fear that we're all sitting precariously atop an edifice ready to collapse into ruin. We keep shopping, keep driving, keep building, and we hope that we're wrong to feel that the center of civilization simply cannot hold.
Then comes a documentary like Crude Awakening: The Oil Crash, and a far more substantial degree of confidence begins to give way.
Crude Awakening gathers together an impressive array of experts ranging from oil geologists and historians to a former secretary general of OPEC, a former energy adviser to the president, the mayor of an oil boomtown-gone-bust, and even a Hummer car salesperson, all to consider the possibility that the world has reached an era of Peak Oil, that we've reached the summit of our production of oil and gasoline and now face a steady decline in our quality of life as demand exceeds supply.
Watching this film, I found it compelling to consider that the creation of oil was a rare and relatively brief set of geological events that, for most of human history, was no more relevant than the birth and death of dodo birds. From this perspective, our oil-based economy, largely born in the 20th century, is a blip destined to fade.
During that blip, though, we've witnessed the explosion of our global population as cheap energy allowed the birth of automobiles, suburbs, interstates, and global trade, the creation of the modern world (and its environmental discontents). Crude Awakening dares us to imagine the fate of the world once the oil runs dry.
In this world, shaky economies propped up by petrodollars collapse and we face the true price for our profligate ways. Prices spiral beyond imagination as the production of once-cheap products, luxuries we take for granted today, become unsustainable. The result is a new Great Depression, but a different one than the struggles we faced in the thirties. This is a Depression built on natural limitations not artificial speculations.
Even more frightening, the film marches through the alternatives to which many of us cling, those bridges to the future of more cars, bigger cities, and unchanged values. With hybrid cars, we hope we can continue to carpool two kids around town in mammoth SUVs. Maybe hydrogen technology will save us, or cleaner nuclear power. And then there's solar!
Crude Awakening argues that these technologies, some of which are genuinely promising in the long-term, are insufficiently developed to make a sizable dent in our energy needs for the next generation, and that the price of peak oil will ravage our societies sooner than that.
Already we're used to gas prices that have spiraled to crazy heights over a matter of months. And we know that it's going to get worse. What we don't know, what we can hardly imagine, is the harrowing reality of a world whose nations must wage perpetual war to secure dwindling oil supplies. We know that Iraq was really about oil. But are we prepared to invade Iran? Saudi Arabia? Iraq now wants us to plan our exit. Will we? With no more validity to our claims that our wars are meant to democratize the middle east, just what kind of country will we become?
And then there's the even bleaker future presented by Crude Awakening: a foreseeable world in which air travel and even auto travel reside beyond the means of those who enjoy those privileges now. How then can we sustain our global economy, our far-flung suburbs, our daily lives? This documentary suggests nothing less than the end of modern civilization, what James Howard Kunstler calls The Long Emergency.
Another piece of dystopian pop culture from my early years, a book by Whitley Strieber and James Kunetka called Nature's End, refers to the last 25 years of the twentieth century as the "joyous sunset." I always found that image to be potent, suggesting as it does the obliviating pleasures of excess and disregard before the night falls.
We soon thereafter got a glimpse of life after those happy years on September 11th. And today our sunsets (in California, at least) are often particularly lovely due to the fires burning throughout the summer. I hope that these images portend only to a momentary fear-mongering that is due a fan of sci-fi such as myself. But a documentary like Crude Awakening calls forth quiet but urgent questions before I head off to sleep.
How long do we have?
(Hummer Image from http://www.oilcrashmovie.com)
Learn More: Here's a preliminary post on Crude Awakening uploaded on November 8, 2007.
Movies like 12 Monkeys call forth a nagging modern fear that we're all sitting precariously atop an edifice ready to collapse into ruin. We keep shopping, keep driving, keep building, and we hope that we're wrong to feel that the center of civilization simply cannot hold.
Then comes a documentary like Crude Awakening: The Oil Crash, and a far more substantial degree of confidence begins to give way.
Crude Awakening gathers together an impressive array of experts ranging from oil geologists and historians to a former secretary general of OPEC, a former energy adviser to the president, the mayor of an oil boomtown-gone-bust, and even a Hummer car salesperson, all to consider the possibility that the world has reached an era of Peak Oil, that we've reached the summit of our production of oil and gasoline and now face a steady decline in our quality of life as demand exceeds supply.Watching this film, I found it compelling to consider that the creation of oil was a rare and relatively brief set of geological events that, for most of human history, was no more relevant than the birth and death of dodo birds. From this perspective, our oil-based economy, largely born in the 20th century, is a blip destined to fade.
During that blip, though, we've witnessed the explosion of our global population as cheap energy allowed the birth of automobiles, suburbs, interstates, and global trade, the creation of the modern world (and its environmental discontents). Crude Awakening dares us to imagine the fate of the world once the oil runs dry.
In this world, shaky economies propped up by petrodollars collapse and we face the true price for our profligate ways. Prices spiral beyond imagination as the production of once-cheap products, luxuries we take for granted today, become unsustainable. The result is a new Great Depression, but a different one than the struggles we faced in the thirties. This is a Depression built on natural limitations not artificial speculations.
Even more frightening, the film marches through the alternatives to which many of us cling, those bridges to the future of more cars, bigger cities, and unchanged values. With hybrid cars, we hope we can continue to carpool two kids around town in mammoth SUVs. Maybe hydrogen technology will save us, or cleaner nuclear power. And then there's solar!
Crude Awakening argues that these technologies, some of which are genuinely promising in the long-term, are insufficiently developed to make a sizable dent in our energy needs for the next generation, and that the price of peak oil will ravage our societies sooner than that.
Already we're used to gas prices that have spiraled to crazy heights over a matter of months. And we know that it's going to get worse. What we don't know, what we can hardly imagine, is the harrowing reality of a world whose nations must wage perpetual war to secure dwindling oil supplies. We know that Iraq was really about oil. But are we prepared to invade Iran? Saudi Arabia? Iraq now wants us to plan our exit. Will we? With no more validity to our claims that our wars are meant to democratize the middle east, just what kind of country will we become?
And then there's the even bleaker future presented by Crude Awakening: a foreseeable world in which air travel and even auto travel reside beyond the means of those who enjoy those privileges now. How then can we sustain our global economy, our far-flung suburbs, our daily lives? This documentary suggests nothing less than the end of modern civilization, what James Howard Kunstler calls The Long Emergency.
Another piece of dystopian pop culture from my early years, a book by Whitley Strieber and James Kunetka called Nature's End, refers to the last 25 years of the twentieth century as the "joyous sunset." I always found that image to be potent, suggesting as it does the obliviating pleasures of excess and disregard before the night falls.
We soon thereafter got a glimpse of life after those happy years on September 11th. And today our sunsets (in California, at least) are often particularly lovely due to the fires burning throughout the summer. I hope that these images portend only to a momentary fear-mongering that is due a fan of sci-fi such as myself. But a documentary like Crude Awakening calls forth quiet but urgent questions before I head off to sleep.
How long do we have?
(Hummer Image from http://www.oilcrashmovie.com)
Learn More: Here's a preliminary post on Crude Awakening uploaded on November 8, 2007.
Index Labels:
California,
economy,
environment,
futurism,
Iran,
movies,
war
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