Okay, so now there's a cat instead of an iron. This isn't the first time they've changed the game pieces, though doing so flies in the face of the benefits of a monopoly. On Monopoly. One of the foundation board games of human experience. Seems desperate to me.
Here's a mystery: What connects the following two stories, a column on legal implications of the lithium-ion battery whose failure has grounded Boeing's 787 Dreamliners and a story on how a subsidiary of Johnson & Johnson concealed critical data on a design flaw in a metal hip implant?
Local businesses get it. Mayors get it. City councils get it. And unlike Chairman Genachowski, they know what the problem is: little incentive for massive, established cable monopolies to invest in networks when they are harvesting record profits and subscribers have no other choices.
As predicted, the Federal Trade Commission has punted any serious action against Google's monopoly dominance. Worse, it turns out the investigation was so narrow and so perfunctory that it's hard to understand what took 19 months to get such a meager result.
Considering the art of rock climbing and sport of cliff scaling, we might have better fiscal sports analysis from ESPN than CNN. We know it's got something to do with debt and taxes. Just what we're not clear.
If the FTC and European regulators are not yet ready to deal with the ultimate source of Google's economic power, its control of user data, then it may be just as well that any likely settlements in coming months will be limited.
If airlines and car rental companies want to increase market share, the big guys should have to earn it by winning the business and loyalty of their customers; not by gobbling up competitors or driving them out of business
How awful, as we enter the great family fun season of sugar cookies, Charlie Brown and battered, beloved board games, to find ourselves suddenly flashing our hands in front of the kids' tender eyes to block them from the latest in the sordid franchise: Real Housewives of Military Bases.
What the Kochs want is to use their vast fortune to influence the political beliefs of people with a millionth their net worth, getting the middle class to buy into the notion that what's good for the rich is good for everyone.
The failure of the U.S. corn harvests spells a disaster for the world's poor, but not because the poor eat our corn. They don't eat corn-fed livestock from CAFOs either, nor do they fill up at the pump with ethanol-blended gasoline.
After one "I'm bored" too many, I marched over to the bookshelves -- sagging under the weight of stimulating toys and activities -- and pulled out that old standby "Monopoly," jammed in and forgotten between "Life" and "Stratego."
Rather than write about the likes of Tim Pawlenty and his relative strengths over Rob Portman's budget experience... oh, sorry, I seem to have put myself to sleep there. The real choices aren't exciting to write about, so let's travel to the Land of Make-Believe instead, shall we?
It is July, a few summers back, at Paramount's Kings Dominion theme park near Richmond, Va. And as Patrick the Starfish, SpongeBob SquarePants' best cartoon friend, I am the goofy hero of the afternoon.