Episode 1346
Debt and coloniality in Puerto Rico / Rocío Zambrana
Jun 3 2021
Utilities are increasingly reporting that energy demand is going up really significantly, that they're going to need to build more infrastructure, and that they're in fact having trouble keeping up with that demand. But the question is, why is the demand going up so much? That's what I try to unpack in my article. In the course of doing that, I find out that there's all kind of monkey business going on with projections about increasing demand. It is definitely true that energy required by data centers is. Gargantuan, but it's also not exactly clear exactly how much energy these programs use. That lack of transparency is legitimating all sorts of backroom deals between utilities and big tech that are leaving the public on the hook for increasing rates. Given how inflated everything is, from housing to food, the last thing people need is to not be able to afford to keep their lights on or to warm in their homes.
Ashley Dawson returns to discuss his new piece at the New York Review of Books, "The Costs of the Cloud: How much power does AI consume?" "The Moment of Truth" with Jeff Dorchen follows the interview.
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Jun 3 2021
Posted by Matthew Boedy
Welcome to the Moment of Truth: the thirst that is the drink. It’s quite a paradox.
We’ve all either come into conflict with those with whom we have an inexplicable bond, over things we care about deeply, or avoided conflict with these others over them, but the conflict is always there, always lurking amid potential interactions. And we’ve each had to navigate these minefields in our own way. This is the shameful story of one of my navigations.
Early one day, I opened my email to find some very strange messages: three friends had written to console me. Apparently, a mutual friend of ours had sent an email to me, cc’d to the three of them, that lambasted me so harshly they were concerned for my welfare. One was apologetic, as the author of the email was her husband. Another, the mother-in-law of this fellow, averred that she’d “always liked me,” as if I were already swinging from a structural beam, or had taken a header off the roof of a skyscraper or a picturesque cliff. The third person copied in – just a good friend who had himself witnessed the writer’s and my brewing antagonism over the years – I think, urged me not to take anything in the offending email to heart.
I hadn’t read the email in question, because I had long ago had my email-handling software funnel all correspondence from this fellow into a folder labeled with his name, a colon, and the value-free word “crap.” After reading these other, sympathetic, emails, I went and found the offending missive in that folder and, rather than read it, shoveled it into the email furnace. For that reason, I got all the delight of getting my wounds salved without receiving any of the wounds. It was all salve.
Had I read the email, I’m sure I would have needed the soothing voices of the concerned folk. I even got a few more apologetic texts from the wife, so I told her, and I paraphrase, “I didn’t read it. I have too much respect for him to want to think of him saying nasty things about me.”
And the fact is, it’s true. I think he’s an amazing person. He’s a unique combination of traditional and unorthodox, has a rigorous yoga practice, and goes above and beyond the dharma he considers it his duty to follow.
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