How Green is Your Telephone?

In business, pressing the flesh, meeting people face-to-face, and commuting long distances, especially by car and jet, all once mundane activities are now having global consequences. Economists are hard at work calculating the carbon footprints left by casual car trips to supermarkets. Environmentalists are fuming over a recent commercial flight that carried only five passengers from the States to London, saying the trip was "criminal" based on its deposits of ice crystals in the atmosphere and unabashed fuel guzzling. Which leads us to the all important question: How can we make our companies "greener," both by lessening harmful environmental impacts and by ringing the cash register? The answer is as close as your desk and your purse or pocket. It's that technology that is now more than 100 years young: the telephone, says this top speaker, international consultant, best-selling author, and popular radio and TV commentator.

Batman - The Dark Knight

"It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me." Batman tells Rachel Dawes and the story of the dark knight unfolds in the heart of the perennial darkness that has been haunting Gotham. One of the greatest superheroes of the century, Batman is quite different in many ways from the other famous characters of publisher DC Comics, and even Marvel Comics for that matter. A caped crusader, Batman is about Bruce Wayne's fight with his own fear that kept him awake at night, and the death of his parents at the hands of a ruthless Gotham City street criminal. Contrary to popular belief, Batman is not driven by a burning desire for revenge, but rather by the desire to deliver justice. But make no mistake, Batman is indeed out to rid society, and the streets of Gotham City, of every conceivable evil.

Light In Seattle (A Short Story)

I think she wanted revenge, an eye for an eye, for some undisrupted pain her husband inflicted on her, or perhaps it goes deeper into her childhood, I'll never know, but whatever I said meant very little, on and during our trip from Minnesota to Miles City, Montana, onto Seattle, Washington, in our 1957- Chrysler, Jeff purchased from my mother for this trip. We got stranded in Miles City for a day, blew a piston in the motor, had to leave the car there, right in Miles City. Had to let the car roll down the mountain, slowly, and it was cold, snow up to our ankles, and Jeff's wife, who we didn't plan on coming with us, came at the last minute, decided at the last second to punish us all, and she brought her two kids along, I was emptier than a dry well in the Moabite desert for words when I saw this uncovering.