Yes, Let's Let the Rich People Go Space-Mining, It'll End Well for Everyone

Today at 1:30 p.m., don’t forget to tune into the livecast of the announcement by Planetary Resources about how rich people are going to blow up some space crap in the hunt for platinum and palladium. With the backing of the likes of Larry Page and Eric Schmidt of Google, this seems like a good time to get out of the Google system entirely, you know? We already gave them ownership of all our data, and the relationship between your Gmail and now the annexation of space for mining is seriously some Total Recall prologue. In fact basically all of the movies have warned us about what happens next. We are totally going to end up in an Ellen Ripley situation if we all work for The Company. (Except they gave the Weyland-Yutani company an even more menacing name here in real life: Planetary Resources? Jesus.) There are going to be terrible space robots and space slaves and, yes, space lawyers. (Soon enough: space prostitutes.) Hard to believe we’re going to go out like this.

A Space Alien's Guide To Dealing With Roommates

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Jim Behrle tweets at @behrle for your possible amusement.

Meet America's Most Concise Journalists

If you’ve ever been in one of those elevators that has a screen with news blips on it and wondered to yourself, “Are these things actually written by people or by slightly dull robots,” the answer is people.

Crying Button Accurate For Entire Content Of Internet

“Dee Kim and Bistin Chen created Project Goodcry as an experiment intended to make crying a collective experience. This is the first installment in their extensive study exploring the role of crying in a networked culture. Google Chrome users can now install the “I cried button” on YouTube. Click it when you shed some tears or after you’ve finished material that moved you; instead of rating the video with a series of stars, your emotions are gauged by tear drops.”
— My emotions are indeed gauged by tear drops.

Yes, Great, Let's Have Nestle Feed The Whole World's Babies

“Swiss food group Nestle is to buy drugmaker Pfizer’s baby food business for $11.85 billion, beating out French rival Danone in the battle for dominance of fast-growing emerging markets. The world’s biggest food company had to dig deeper than expected into its ample pockets to win the high-stakes fight for Pfizer Nutrition, which makes 85 percent of its sales in emerging markets and is Nestle’s biggest deal to date.”
 — What could go wrong?

Lemur Reflective

Here you will find a picture of a meditating lemur.

How to Blow Through Airport Security for Only $100

This weekend the Times travel section wrote about frequent flier security programs, including TSA PreCheck — or, as the government likes to call it, TSA Pre✓™. Mostly it was just speculation from the writer: “I’m anticipating an expedited stroll through a special security checkpoint.” Oh honey! Well, let me tell you about that expedited stroll, as a bona fide government-approved flying person who has now strolled security more expeditiously than can be believed.

As discussed, I got on the good list a while back by having an American Airlines frequent flier number and by getting approved by Global Entry. This was really easy, although ponying up the $100 seemed like throwing five twenties in the trash. Except with like all spending, once it was gone, it was forgotten.

And here’s how it went down.

The Approach

So you know how there’s those people who sort you into security lines? But mostly their job is to make sure you’re not being a carry-on pig? (That is a rough job, I feel for them… mostly.) They probably got like one training blast about how to identify people for the PreCheck lane, and they’re not… all there. So once you’re Government-Approved, you have to stroll up, show them your boarding pass, show them the sticker on the back of your passport and say “I’m here for the PreCheck line.” Even then, sometimes that won’t totally work. (Recently they just sent me to the First Class (gross, but awesome) line, which, okay fine, I’ll take it, but.)

The Entry

So then, whichever line you get shunted into, which might be the dedicated PreCheck line or might be some other line, after of course cramming your secret second carry-on into your real carry-on, the real ID screener-type person will likely identify you and shunt you into the PreCheck line if you’re not already. (If, like, it’s actually open, and if you’re really barcoded onto the list, and if it isn’t TSA lunch break time, or a number of other random factors.)

So they’ll shove you past all the other annoyed people (THAT PART IS REALLY GREAT — sorry, it’s just sick but innate human and/or animal nature to want to be ushered past the velvet rope) and some very lonely TSA people assigned to the PreCheck line will be overly happy to see you, because they have pretty much nothing to do.

This is how it went down at JFK the other week:

TSA: “Have you ever done this before?”

Me: “Oh my God no but I’m so stoked!”

TSA: “Ohhhhkay, so, you can leave all liquids and laptops in your luggage, just place your bags on the belt. Leave your shoes on, take your wallet and stuff out of your pockets and also run them through the machine.”

Me: “Oh my God, oh my God.” (I’m even more inane than usual in stressful situations.)

Then they wave you through the metal detector, which you will then set off, because you have like a janitor’s worth of keys on your belt and a lighter in your pocket, and everyone will look at you like you’re stupid. Then you dump those to go through the machine, and you go back through the metal detector and then they’re like “Great, peace out.” Literally: this takes 10 seconds now. And you’re not holding up your baggy beltless pants.

But then you realize it’s like an hour until boarding time and you could have been using all this time to smoke.

When this system works, it’s incredible. It’s like riding the Matterhorn: I can’t wait to go again next week. It also introduces a fresh element of gamification (LOL/UGH) to getting to your plane, in addition to all the other airplane games like “Will I get upgraded” and “Will I manage to switch seats away from someone loud and awful?” such as: will the line even be running? Can I navigate the gauntlet of functionaries to get to the right line? And then: can I successfully get through the PreCheck line without looking back at the faces of all the disgruntled people taking off their shoes?

So. All told? I GIVE TSA PRECHECK AN A+++ IN AWESOMENESS. Though I also give it a D- in “Constitutional and Human Fairness Issues.”

Album, You, Old

Happy 30th birthday, Laurie Anderson’s Big Science! You’ve meant an awful lot to me over the years.

The Only Way We Will Eat Less Is By Tricking Ourselves With Magic Glasses

Mark my words, THIS is how The Machines are going to finally take over. You know what? They’re welcome to it.

Now We Broke The Oceans

“A new source of methane — a greenhouse gas many times more powerful than carbon dioxide — has been identified by scientists flying over areas in the Arctic where the sea ice has melted. The researchers found significant amounts of methane being released from the ocean into the atmosphere through cracks in the melting sea ice. They said the quantities could be large enough to affect the global climate.”