9.26.2008

Livestrong: the Lehman angle

Sure, you've won a couple Tour de France titles. You've beaten cancer. You've birddogged just about every single female West of Matthew McConaughy. And now, you're going to try and come of the couch to compete in the most challenging sports event in the world.

Just to add a little twist, it turns out you'll also have a hand in getting the bruised and battered Lehman Brothers back on their feet.

By switching to Team Astana for your Tour de France run, you'll now use SRAM bike components as opposed to the Shimano gear you've raced on up till now.

Funny thing. Turns out, Lehman Brothers bought a $200 million stake in the bike brand ... last month.

LINK: Wall Street Journal

And now, a word from our conscience

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9.24.2008

How to build a better bailout

Today's must listen: explaining the essentials of the proposed $700 billion bailout, and why Americans deserve better.

LINK: NPR's Fresh Air, with Gretchen Morgenson

9.23.2008

Charismatic megafauna vs. the world's prettiest energy source

Precedents, precedents, precedents ... as a proposed wind turbine project in southern Vermont runs headfirst into bear country, wind advocates and conservation groups are heading to court to try and thread the needle.

The project is the first proposal to place wind towers on U.S. National Forest land, and brings up some big time questions with a long-term impact ... how can renewables prove they're any different than drilling when it comes to environmental impact? Should wind projects on public land scatter or cluster their wind towers? And when the towers come to your forest, what will you do?

LINK: Burlington Free Press

9.20.2008

Hans is from Mars, Franz is from Venus

“The fitness-oriented manage life (i.e., seek to control it); the outdoor-oriented ride the waves. The fitness-oriented tend to be lone wolves; the outdoor –oriented tend to be pack animals.”

LINK: Why we hate gyms

This is your brain on asphalt

"...I didn't start wearing a helmet regularly until AFTER I WOKE UP FROM THE COMA..."

LINK

9.16.2008

Coming soon

A sneak peek at what's coming this winter on RSN Outdoors.

TGR: "Under the Influence"

Level One: "Turbo"

Tough Guy Productions: "Harmless"

Sweetgrass Productions: "Handcut"

Poorboyz Productions: "Reasons"

Sandbox: "All Day, Every Day"

9.12.2008

Explaining Sarah Palin

An uncurious intellectual lightweight, nominated to run on the Republican ticket for Vice President of the United States of America.

A young politician consistently labeled as "far too inexperienced" to be a heartbeat away from the Oval Office.

A card-carrying far-right emblem, rallying red meat conservatives by virtue of their principles alone.

A pretty face, lightening the age-load of a Presidential candidate known as a war hero and an elder statesman.

A candidate that altogether ignores the other VP and issues direct, personal challenges to the Democratic presidential nominee.

A gigantic media distraction from the instant of their announcement.

A magnet for media criticism, drawing fire away from an "out of touch" running mate considered to be vastly removed from the economic plight of the average American.

Credited with a huge bump in the polls following the GOP convention, rallying the ticket from 15 points behind to a solid edge.

A seemingly dumb choice that worked exactly as planned.

LINK: James Danforth Quayle, Vice President of the United States (1989-1993)

9.11.2008

I remember

I remember where I was. I remember the office closing early, and the staff of a dying dot-com play going home to “be with their loved ones.” I remember sitting on the beach, noticing that no planes were flying, no boats were moving, and the bay was essentially dead. I remember riding my bike to work the next day with an American flag jutting out of my big blue Camelbak. I remember watching the concert for New York, and crying when Billy Joel played.

I hate Billy Joel.

I remember launching my business that fall, with an overflowing cup of optimism on August 11 and some serious concerns 60 days later. I remember choosing a business name that was decidedly optimistic and deliberately vague. I remember telling an old friend in the business that I was planning to start my own communications firm, and I remember him taking off his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose.

I remember a flood of consultants hitting the trade show circuits with new business cards, made-up titles and bubble-fueled big thinking. I remember my goal of signing one client a month. I remember going to an office with no clients and an empty email box. I remember looking at Monster.com every single day.

I remember entertaining one serious job idea from Southern California. I remember flying out and meeting with Orange County Realtors. I remember driving on a 12 lane highway to check out some more affordable options. I remember coming home a few weeks later, sitting at the kitchen table, and my wife telling me she was pregnant.

I remember going to SIA to network, and getting nowhere. I remember Hixson asking me point blank “what ARE you doing here?” I remember having dinner at a martini bar that night and the conversation shifting to a possible invasion of Iraq. I remember Geraci saying “show me the proof.” I remember me disagreeing.

I remember saying that if you don’t live on the East Coast, you don’t get it. I remember saying that by being closer to the tragedy, my own attitudes toward projection of military force had changed. I remember sincerely believing that a government by the people, even one I hadn’t voted for, would still act in the best way for the people.

I remember two years of checking the mailbox, and instantly depositing whatever might be there. I remember having the conversation that we might need to sell the house.

I remember Colin Powell testifying to the United Nations. I remember reading Joe Wilson’s letter in the New York Times. I remember wondering why anybody at the Pentagon would talk to Seymour Hersh. I remember Thomas Friedman doing a full 180 on the war. I remember meeting new people every day who said they had been anti-war from the beginning. I remember meeting one woman who said she was a hawk.

I remember wondering what was going to happen next. I remember wondering what might have happened had Al Gore fought harder. I remember giving money for the first time to presidential election campaigns. I remember Howard Dean's scream. I remember John Kerry getting the nod because he was more "electable."

I remember hoping that in four years, something would finally give.

9.05.2008

Greenneck conference calling


"The Telemegaphone is a 23-foot loudspeaker, erected on top of a mountain, that receives phone calls and then projects the voices (your voice when you call) out over the lovely and remote village of Dale, (Norway)"...

Here's the number: +4790369389

LINK

9.03.2008

Poached


Excerpted without permission from the September 2008 issue of POWDER magazine. It just arrived on newsstands. Please buy it.

"DEAR JAKE BURTON CARPENTER

On behalf of all your upper class, white customers, I would like to thank you and your giant corporation for fighting the "facist" depredations of four ski areas. Thanks for taking a break from making American Express ads to take on this massive source of human suffering and injustice.

A $5000 prize to any snowboarder who provides video documentation of poaching the four ski resorts that of last winter didn't allow snowboarding? That is impressive. I bet you make that much in 15 minutes of filming for your Hewlett-Packard commercials.

Trying to create division where there is none in order to keep your brand "anti-establishment" reminds me of Chevron talking about all the great things they do for the environment: It's self-serving trash from the rich and powerful. Now that your monopolistic corporation has crushed the small rider-owned companies, it's time to fight the Man!

When you characterise these ski resorts as "facist," you're likening them to dictatorial regimes that systematically exploit and murder people. Considering that snowboarders as a demographic are among the wealthiest, freest, most privileged people on the planet, and that your sport and fortune wouldn't exist without skiing, I think you can find a better cause. If you want to fight human rights, start by moving your production out of China ......"

Oh ...It gets better. Pick up the issue and turn to page 38 for the full story.

LINK: POWDER MAGAZINE