THE other night, during the relentless stretch of rains that hit Los Angeles around Christmas, I was awoken just after 1 a.m. by pounding on my front door. Stumbling to the door in my bathrobe, I was greeted by two uniformed members of the local police department, one of whom shined his flashlight into my eyes. The reason for this unexpected visit? In large part this was caused by the … [Read more...]
Scott Timberg on Creative Destruction
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