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Interesting; just started reading it. The term, “Accelerationism,” is not new and has been featured in a few novels that I know of. But I’m interested in the idea now, as I’ve grown impatient with the seeming artificial blockages on social and technological movements imposed by monopolies, oligopolies, and persistences of the 20th (and even 19th) century.
The theatrics of Obamacare are a nothing new– Thus:
“While brokers claim they seek only to ensure patients are not scammed by “unlicensed” navigators, in reality, blocking competition seems to be the primary motivation. Last month, the Independent Insurance Agents and Brokers of America released a statement endorsing an effort by Congresswoman Cathy McMorris-Rodgers (R-WA) to repeal all of the funding for the navigators programs. Notes from a lobbying association for insurance agents in California warned brokers before a visit to Sacramento: “If we don’t [lobby lawmakers] they will not think it will matter that much when they allow the unlicensed “navigators” to solicit your book of business!!”’
That there is this sabotage is a nothing new: it’s the expected politics. I’m rather more interested in evaluating the ways in which “truth” is appreciated, weighed, acted upon.
“That” refers to Oracle’s core products, the software it sells to an enormous pool of enterprise customers. And my query is this: Much of what it sells lacks the ruthless creativity and ingenuity beautifully demonstrated in the America’s Cup. It’s not that Ellison deprecates the race; hardly. In fact, he seems to value the achievement of the race more than his company’s technology. The result? One is exciting and flies into headwinds to win, using genius and teamwork; the other?
The Cultural and Political Intersection of Fair Trade and Justice: Managing a Global Industry: Tamara L. Stenn: 9781137335272: Amazon.com: Books
An interesting read–I hope. Got hint of it from Michel B. of P2P Foundation.
From a New Yorker article by Patricia Marx, overheard at a restaurant “We’d like a table for five but we don’t want to walk,” said the woman to the maître d’, as she arrived. (See: http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/03/19/070319fa_fact_marx, “Dressin’ Texan: Houston and Dallas Decoded,” 19 March 2007. Requires subscription.)