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Identity crisis

In Travel, me, Me, ME! on March 15, 2010 at 4:49 pm

Anyone who knows me well can attest that I wasn’t cut out to live in pre-technological times. Among my quirks failings is that I can’t keep up with any sort of paper document or card. Seriously, just put the microchip in my neck like a dog and be done with it. So it should be no surprise that I recently found myself without any legal form of identification.

How’d I manage such a feat? I started by dumping my wallet into a lake. Then, lacking the time to invest in going to get a new drivers license, a carried around my passport as a substitute. That is, until I managed to misplace said passport on a return trip from Durham. No clue where to find my social security card or birth certificate, it was as though I didn’t exist.

As creepy as that situation felt, though, what really bothers me now is how easy it was to replace my IDs… Read the rest of this entry »

Let the dinosaurs die

In Politickin', Travel on December 17, 2008 at 12:14 pm
If I've learned anything in the last four years...

If I've learned anything in the last four years...

I’m pretty firmly against the slew of bailouts being proposed or in process. It’s not that I’m insensitive to the impact of the fall of certain industries or the unemployment that follows. It’s that I don’t believe that the money, which is at some point finite, will make a difference in badly broken businesses. So why throw good money after bad? Let the bad businesses fail and use the proposed bailout money to help the displaced workers by using it to create jobs.

I had an experience today with a company in a troubled industry that reminded me how badly things can be broken… Read the rest of this entry »

When the caste system goes too far

In Travel on November 21, 2008 at 5:02 pm

American’s boarding order has become hopelessly obtuse:

First class.
Superduper platinum.
Platinum.
Priority access.
Mortals.
Murderers, rapists and tax cheats.

Whoever gets on last must have done something unspeakable. Read the rest of this entry »