Friday, August 11, 2023

Weekend Links

 Note: I’m out of town this weekend with limited Interest access, so this may be the only post I publish for a couple of days.

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The Cliff

I’m afraid that the wildfire disaster that has befallen Maui may be a harbinger of what awaits the entire global population in the era of human-caused climate change. A number of desperate people were forced to jump into the ocean to escape the flames because there was nowhere else for them to go.

As extreme weather events proliferate everywhere, the massive fires, storms, floods, droughts, heat, cold, wind and volcano eruptions are pocking the face of the planet like an adolescent with pimples, and in this case the scarring may be permanent.

It’s been clear for decades that the only tool left to human civilization to combat the climate change we’ve caused is mitigation. It’s much too late for prevention, and the concept of reversing global warming is barely theoretical at best.

But it may not be too late to limit the damage. How? Our societies have to forge agreements on some pretty severe limits on conventional energy production that so far have proven impossible to attain.

For now we may be able to comfort ourselves (falsely) that the problem is elsewhere. But the warning signs have been flashing red all around us for 50 years now. The ultimate question is whether we will finally develop the collective sense to save ourselves before the only choice remaining is to jump off that final cliff.

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  • Deadly wildfires burning across Maui prompt evacuations (CNN)

  • At least 55 killed in Hawaii wildfires, Maui officials say (WP, various)

  • Unprecedented levels of damage from storms this year is upending US towns and the insurance industry (AP)

  • Iran moves 5 Americans to house arrest, lawyer says, in possible first step in their release (CBS)

  • How Ukrainian sea drones work - and why they terrify the Russian fleet (Independent)

  • Slow counteroffensive darkens mood in Ukraine (WP)

  • Taliban's War on Drugs Going Strong, for Now (VoA)

  • Picket Line Regulars Bolster Solidarity Among Writers As WGA Strike Hits 100 Days (Deadline)

  • Bill Barr defends DOJ's election case against Trump (MSNBC)

  • Clarence Thomas’ 38 Vacations: The Other Billionaires Who Have Treated the Supreme Court Justice to Luxury Travel (ProPublica)

  • A Woman Was Attacked by a Snake That Fell From the Sky. Then a Hawk Dived In. (NYT)

  • South Korea authorities evacuated more than 10,000 people and closed schools in flood-hit areas as tropical storm Khanun swept over the peninsula. (Reuters)

  • Speed of approach to critical levels of climate change as dangerous to our survival as reaching those critical levels (Phys.org)

  • Supermarket AI meal planner app suggests recipe that would create chlorine gas (Guardian)

  • An author says AI is ‘writing’ unauthorized books being sold under her name on Amazon (CNN)

  • Hari Kunzru on the Threat (and Promise) of AI for Novelists (GQ)

  • Meet Jen, Futureverse’s New Text-to-Music AI Generator (Billboard)

  • Google, Universal Music in talks for deal on AI 'deepfakes' (Financial Times)

  • News outlets demand new rules for AI training data (The Verge)

  • AI can hear what you're typing over Zoom with 93 per cent accuracy (New Scientist)

  • There’s Never Been A Better Time To Be Rich In America, So Why Aren’t Poor People Happy For Them? (The Onion)

 

Thursday, August 10, 2023

Conversing With Teens

 From 2012.

In the event you are not a parent of teenagers, here is what it is like when you are driving them across town, as they listen to music on their iPhones.

"How was school today?"

(no answer) 

Then one of them removes a headphone and says, "Wassup?"

"How was your school day, today?"

"Cool. Nothin' much."

Headphones back in place, they retreat again from your grasp.

A few blocks later, you forget and say something else, like, "You know, I heard on NPR that..." and start telling them about a news story that might interest them.

"Wassup?" one of them says anew.

"It's okay, I just...never mind."

As you continue driving on in silence, hearing the songs blasting into their headphones, worrying about long-term hearing damage, suddenly one of them turns off their music and sweetly turns to you.

"How was your day, Dad?"

That is unexpected, so you stumble at first.

"Well, I was busy. No, not really busy. I mean, I drove your sister to the SPCA camp, early. Then I came back home and went back to sleep. Had some strange dreams, actually. Woke up, did some work. Posted to my tech blog. Then I heard this story on NPR..."

As you ramble on, keeping an eye on the traffic in front of you, you slowly realize he has replaced his headphones and no longer is listening to you.

"Nothing special, in the end," you hear yourself sign off.

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TOP STORY TODAY: Court Records Reveal Names of Active East Bay Priests Accused of Abuse (KQED)

Wednesday, August 09, 2023

Getting It Right (Reporter's Notebook)

I published the first version of this essay 11 years ago this week.

If they were all added up. I wonder how many people I've interviewed in my career. How many people's stories I've collected. How many quotes I've selected.

You'd think it would all boil down to a formula, but it doesn't. Everyone is different; everyone's story is unique.

These days I do a few interviews in person each week, a few others by phone, and a few others by email. The author interviews I do for an ebook distributor start with a phone interview, followed by a Q&A in email.

That way there's no need to take notes or use a recorder, nor are there any worries about misquoting someone.

Still, even when the structure of an interview falls into a familiar pattern, because you are having a similar conversation to others about similar topics or ideas, the unique ways people see the world and tell their stories reshapes even familiar territory into new terrain.

That's one reason I like being a journalist, always finding out new things, always challenging my own assumptions. Being exposed to multiple perspectives on all kinds of things keeps me from falling into a rut of unexamined thinking, or descending into the echo chamber of group-think.

At least I hope it does.

While it might seem to some that the interviews I used to do of famous and prominent people for bigger publications like Rolling Stone or Salon about weighty topics might have been more important types of work than my current short blog profiles of startups or ebook authors.

I don't see it that way. A person's story is their story, whether they are powerful or unknown, whether the narrative seems complex or relatively simple.

There's nothing simple about a life -- any life.

It's an honor when someone lets you in on their dreams, their hopes, and their fears. To be entrusted at whatever level with the opportunity to write about someone else is a feeling I never get tired of, and try to never abuse.

As journalists, we tell other peoples' stories; often they will never do that for themselves.

Every keystroke is like the beating of a heart. The rhythm of life, emerging in words, joining other words into the narrative river.

Good or bad, nice or mean, dead or alive, these lives have mattered, and those of us who've witnessed them have an obligation to history to try and get these stories right.

Every time I post a new piece online, which averages about once a day, I hope that I get it right. Nothing bothers me more than hearing I made a mistake -- luckily these usually are minor and can be easily corrected, but they still bother me.

I'm not here to make mistakes. I'm here to get the story right.

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Tuesday, August 08, 2023

Slivers of Time

 (From three years ago.)


I spent many years walking beaches seeking little slivers of polished seaggass. White, green, blue, bluegreen, brown, amber, even red, they are the remainders of bottles and other glass objects left by the tides after salt, sun, sand, waves and time have had their way with them.

My collection, which ultimately contained thousands of pieces, filled several large jars and bottles. Eventually, I started giving it away to my grandchildren and a few friends. Like everything else you collect in life, you can't take it with you.

Walking next to the surf for hours at a time was also for me a time to think, mostly about problems that have no solutions. But walk I did all over beaches in the U.S., Mexico, South America, Asia, the South Pacific, the Caribbean, Australia, on islands and the edges of continents of almost every ocean on the planet.

I collected more than seaglass at beaches -- driftwood, shells, stones, lures -- anything that drifted in from the sea. I once found a note in a bottle. Another time, bags of marijuana. On a few occasions,  coins, some quite old.

All of the collections are mostly gone now, like my other possessions. Only the memories of finding those treasures remain.

LINKS:

  • Judge dismisses Trump’s countersuit against E Jean Carroll that claimed she defamed him (Guardian)

  • Trump Faces Looming Threat of Racketeering Charges in Georgia Case (WSJ)

  • Judge overseeing Trump documents case criticizes special counsel (Axios)

  • The Justice Department faces its biggest test in its history with the election conspiracy case against Trump (AP)

  • A prominent conservative writer, lionized by Silicon Valley billionaires and a U.S. senator, used a pen name for years to write for white supremacist publications and was a formative voice during the rise of the racist “alt-right,” HuffPost's Christopher Mathias reports. [HuffPost]

  • Abortion Drives Ohio Election on Amending the State Constitution (NYT)

  • Donald Trump gloats about USA’s Women’s World Cup elimination (Guardian)

  • Anguish in Camelot: Kennedy Campaign Roils Storied Political Family (NYT)

  • Wind Industry in Crisis as Problems Mount (WSJ)

  • With a fast burst of sea level rise, New Orleans’s outer defenses are drowning (WP)

  • Are G.O.P. Voters Tiring of the War on ‘Wokeness’? (NYT)

  • West African leaders will meet Thursday after Niger’s junta defies key deadline and shuts airspace (AP)

  • What Is Happening in Niger? What to Know About the Coup (WSJ)

  • U.S. imports from China plummet as relations remain tense (WP)

  • Ukraine says woman detained in Zelensky assassination plot (The Hill)

  • Russia's air force is barely able to leave its own airspace because Ukraine's defenses are so strong, UK intel says (Insider)

  • Ukraine Plans to 'Liberate Black Sea' With Naval Drones (Newsweek)

  • France may soon overtake Russia as the world’s No. 2 arms exporter (France24)

  • Zoom can now train its A.I. using some customer data, according to updated terms (CNBC)

  • Dungeons & Dragons tells illustrators to stop using AI to generate artwork for fantasy franchise (AP)

  • Don’t quit your day job: Generative AI and the end of programming (Venture Beat)

  • 47% of Warren Buffett's $375 Billion Portfolio Is Invested in 3 Artificial Intelligence (AI) Stocks (Motley Fool)

  • Putting the AI in orgAnIzing (Politico)

  • How hospitals are using A.I. to fight doctor burnout (CNBC)

  • Microsoft AI Red Team building future of safer AI (Microsoft)

  • AI language models are rife with political biases (MIT TR)

  • Sheet Placed Over Dianne Feinstein Between Votes (The Onion)

Monday, August 07, 2023

Pretty

I saw a friend yesterday. We went to a cafe, a new one to me that she found by researching online. She told me it was a surprise. We talked. We ate our food. We talked some more. It was warm enough to leave our jackets aside but not so warm to be sleeveless, which she was.

My friend is pretty. She is 35 and special on many levels, and I love spending time with her. It made yesterday a very nice day for me. This was the first time in six months that we’ve seen each other.

She’s a bit sad right now but that will soon change, I trust. She deserves happiness. We all do.

After she dropped me back home and we hugged goodbye, I suddenly remembered something about a girlfriend I had 20 years ago. When she was in the bathroom, getting ready to join me in bed, I would lay on her side of the bed warming it up.

She said I was like a furnace because I was so warm. That always stuck with me and it made me feel special. She also said my belly was like a pillow. That made me feel good too, when I probably should actually have been thinking about losing some weight. 

So many women have made so many men feel good so much of our lives. But too much of the time we act like jerks.

You know what I miss most now? Having someone curl up beside me, her head on my shoulder, and me being her furnace. And serving as her pillow.

But luckily there are many kinds of love. Early in my second marriage, we had a son. I used to carry him around and sing a song to him. It was often playing in the background on our CD player. It’s by the Cranberries and has simple lyrics. The only real line is “You’re so pretty.”

He’s a big strapping man now. I wonder if he remembers. In my eyes he is perfect.

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Today’s Lyrics

“Pretty” by the Cranberries

You're so pretty the way you are
You're so pretty the way you are
And you have no reason
To be so insolent to me
You're so pretty the way you are

La, la
You got to say it if you want to
But you won't change me

La, la
You got to say it if you want to
But you won't change me

You're so pretty the way you are
You're so pretty the way you are
And you have no reason
To be so insolent to me
You're so pretty the way you are

La, la
You got to say it if you want to
But you won't change me
La, la
You got to say it if you want to

But you won't change me 

Sunday, August 06, 2023

New(s)

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