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...Once the commercial guys like Branson or UP Aerospace perfect a reliable, low-cost spacecraft, the space frontier becomes officially open for business to pursue what until recently seemed impossible: Snag an asteroid into low-earth orbit to mine its minerals. Launch solar satellites to beam down all the cheap power we can use. Build space hotels for family tourism. "Whether it means flying a rocket to an inflatable hotel in low-earth orbit, these are far-fetched, fantasy things that are out there but suddenly become a little more real when you have private entrepreneurs trying to figure...
...back on their CO2 output. Now, as those companies try to address the bottom-line implications of carbon risk, they are looking for leadership from the insurance industry. What's the relationship between the insurance business and global warming? Think of it as the canary in the corporate mine. Insurance companies' fortunes are directly tied to the accuracy of their environmental-risk projections. And as our climate continues to warm up and catastrophic weather events increase, those projections have needed thorough overhauls. Last year, for example, the industry's catastrophe models assumed that three Atlantic superstorms wouldn't occur...
...westside Pricklebush. There's matriarch Angel Day, who drags a statue of the Virgin Mary from the town dump, igniting a clan war in the process; her fish embalmer husband Norm, who dreams of the Gulf's mythical grouper hole; their rebel son Will, who violently opposes the local mine; and his mentor, Mozzie Fishman, who leads convoys of similarly disenchanted souls (and later Angel Day) to Dreaming sites across the state. Around them swirl stories large and small, glorious and grotesque, of epic quests and seeping social wounds, but cauterizing it all is the writer's earthy humor...
...acquaintance of mine recently asked me if Harvard was “a big party school.” As images of stumbling frat boys snorting cocaine off of mirrored tables came to mind, I instinctively replied, “no.” My acquaintance scoffed, as if to alert me to the social superiority of his school to mine, inquiring, “When was the last time someone actually died at a party?” Unsurprisingly, I was taken aback: he was using number of deaths by alcohol poisoning as an indicator of the quality...
...pondered the implications of this peculiar phenomenon this Tuesday evening as I began to hear the customary drunken wails from nearby Dewolfe Street—which an illustrious peer of mine encouraged by hollering back from her Quincy window. I was reminded of the biological curiosity of the peacock’s tail: what is the evolutionary advantage to carrying around a cumbersome dangling appendage...