As an avid podcast listener, I am disgusted about something that is happening in our country’s Federal Court system. A Patent Troll named “Personal Audio” is suing the Adam Carolla Podcast for a patent violation. They bought a very general patent for a “System for disseminating media…
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Low-lying south Florida, at the front line of climate change in the US, will be swallowed as sea levels rise. Astonishingly, the population is growing, house prices are rising and building goes on. The problem is the city is run by climate change deniers.
"Climate change is no longer viewed as a future threat round here," says atmosphere expert Professor Ben Kirtman, of the University of Miami. “It is something that we are having to deal with today.”
Every year, with the coming of high spring and autumn tides, the sea surges up the Florida coast and hits the west side of Miami Beach, which lies on a long, thin island that runs north and south across the water from the city of Miami. The problem is particularly severe in autumn when winds often reach hurricane levels. Tidal surges are turned into walls of seawater that batter Miami Beach’s west coast and sweep into the resort’s storm drains, reversing the flow of water that normally comes down from the streets above. Instead seawater floods up into the gutters of Alton Road, the first main thoroughfare on the western side of Miami Beach, and pours into the street. Then the water surges across the rest of the island.
The effect is calamitous. Shops and houses are inundated; city life is paralysed; cars are ruined by the corrosive seawater that immerses them. During one recent high spring tide, laundromat owner Eliseo Toussaint watched as slimy green saltwater bubbled up from the gutters. It rapidly filled the street and then blocked his front door. “This never used to happen,” Toussaint told the New York Times. “I’ve owned this place eight years and now it’s all the time.”
Most of Florida’s senior politicians – in particular, Senator Marco Rubio, former governor Jeb Bush and current governor Rick Scott, all Republican climate-change deniers – have refused to act or respond to warnings. Though Rubio, a Republican party star and a possible 2016 presidential contender, has made his views clear in speeches. “I do not believe that human activity is causing these dramatic changes to our climate the way these scientists are portraying it. I do not believe that the laws that they propose we pass will do anything about it, except it will destroy our economy,” he said recently.
Miami is in denial in every sense, it would seem. Or as Wanless puts it: “People are simply sticking their heads in the sand. It is mind-boggling.”Not surprisingly, Rubio’s insistence that his state is no danger from climate change has brought him into conflict with local people. Philip Stoddard, the mayor of South Miami, has a particularly succinct view of the man and his stance. “Rubio is an idiot,” says Stoddard.
“That means a child attending her first day of school the day you found out would be old enough to die driving one of your cars the day you fucking did something about it.”—John Oliver, commenting on the fact that GM knew about the ignition problem in their cars way back in 2001 with the launch of the Saturn Ion, but failed to do anything about the problem until earlier this year
“If our young men miscarry in their first enterprises, they lose all heart. If the young merchant fails, men say he is ruined. If the finest genius studies at one of our colleges, and is not installed in an office within one year afterwards in the cities or suburbs of Boston or New York, it seems to his friends and to himself that he is right in being disheartened, and in complaining the rest of his life. A sturdy lad from New Hampshire or Vermont, who in turn tries all the professions, who teams it, farms it, peddles, keeps a school, preaches, edits a newspaper, goes to Congress, buys a township, and so forth, in successive years, and always, like a cat, falls on his feet, is worth a hundred of these city dolls. He walks abreast with his days, and feels no shame in not ‘studying a profession,’ for he does not postpone his life, but lives already. He has not one chance, but a hundred chances.”—Ralph Waldo Emerson (via rickyv)
“There’s no theory of anything. That means jack shit in this place. You make stuff or you don’t. What you do makes other people’s work better or it doesn’t. So, really it wasn’t about territory, decks, procedures or getting collusion…We are in this place where we’re kind of questioning what’s going on with the industry. It’s not about getting more digital. It’s not about getting more social. It’s not about solving problems. It’s just, when did this industry get so boring?”—Colleen DeCourcy, W+K
Finally tonight, a quick note of thanks to Mark Emmert, whose been looking like an odds on favorite to soon be the ex-head of the increasingly troubled NCAA. Emmert has lately been on a media tour of sorts and to say it’s been a disaster would be giving it and him a ton of undue credit.
In an effort to defend a system that has become ethically indefensible, Emmert has recently shown himself to be hopelessly tone deaf and as a result added fuel to a wildfire that now seems certain to drastically alter, if not flat out destroy, the very system he fronts.
His petulance couldn’t be more timely because this Friday is when football players at Northwestern University will vote on whether or not to unionize, a right recently approved by the National Labor Relations Board. The NLRB fittingly sees the players not as students-athletes but as the student-employees they really are, and no matter how Friday’s vote goes, there’s no way that paste is going back in the tube.
The union vote, combined with Ed O’Bannon’s suit involving the NCAA’s use of player images, Jeffrey Kessler’s anti-trust suit charging them with price fixing, and Shawne Alston’s suit essentially charging restraint of trade, the die seems cast with only the details of the NCAA’s demise yet to be defined.
Faced with that reality, instead of addressing complaints that are clearly legitimate, Emmert has taken to showing his true colors and foolishly hastening his own end. So to the ever clueless Mr. Emmert, on behalf of your many critics and the college athletes who deserve a better shake, I thank you.