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School committee members and parents accused her of taking too long to churn out consolidation plans, and furthermore not even using the time to adequately consult families...
...people who depend on small-scale fishing in the area. Spanish officials, who have banned fishing from El Ferrol and A Coruna in the north to Cape Finisterre in the south, estimated last week's damages at $42 million and climbing. Now the worry is that fierce storms still churning in the Atlantic will push the spill's other oil slicks toward the shore. "They call this the Death Coast. It couldn't be more appropriately named," says Juan Antonio Toja, head of the fishermen's cooperative in the village of Laxe. Long a graveyard for ships, the area...
...mobile phones. Ironically, the mobile providers are resisting CTP at a time when they are trying to figure out ways to hang on to their customer base. Paul Østergaard, co-founder and CEO of Norwood Systems, argues that the best way for telecoms operators to reduce customer churn is to offer additional services. "The most successful carriers will be those that provide customers with the Bluetooth services they are demanding," he says. But customers can't demand CTP until they know it exists - and mobile operators don't seem overly keen to tell them
...country has fewer than 3,000 trained IT professionals (out of a population of 1.2 million) and produces just 500 more each year. The government is investing heavily in education, wants to put computers into every school on the island and recently opened a university of technology to churn out IT workers. "But the lack of education is still a massive problem," says Eric Charoux, director of DCDM Business School, Mauritius' largest private university. "There are just not enough students coming through." This dot in the ocean, he says, would welcome techies who lost their jobs in the U.S. dotcom...
...Blickstead and friends churn down DeWolfe Street in a protective party huddle, they stumble upon what appears to be an all-female cake-batter-wrestling event in the far corner of the Quincy courtyard. Like Odysseus resisting the call of the Sirens, Blickstead valiantly disregards the vixenish squeals of delight and surprisingly alluring scent of cake batter, and presses ahead, leading the group, now 50 or 100 paces behind him, inexorably onward to Mather...