Our Mike Elgan isn't rich. But he's figured out how to make his life an international nomadic adventure -- and the economics are astonishingly cheap, he says. If you can work at home, you can live in Rome ... or in Kenya. Here's Mike Elgan and his wife at one of his nomadic homes -- on safari. Check out his lunch in Rome via Google Glass inside.
Tag Archives: Commentary
November 5, 2013 |
November 4, 2013 |
aNewDomain.net — What’s the best way to save the world? On the weekend Bill Gates gave a sharply-worded interview to the Financial Times which wrote, A central part of this new consensus is that the Internet is an inevitable force for social and economic improvement; that connectivity is a social good in itself. It was […]
November 3, 2013 |
Our Todd Townsend does a deep dive on the latest thinking around tech utopias and floating cities. It's aNewDomainTV
October 31, 2013 |
It's cutting edge art tech, for sure. Check out this deep dive on a new art form, tRaction painting. These pics -- and the story behind them -- are intense. Original for aNewDomain by John A. Barry and Bill Carmel.
October 29, 2013 |
As companies take a page from the NSA and use re-identification techniques to learn more about you, there's a move to help you reclaim your name. Deep dive.
October 29, 2013 |
Here's how and why Silicon Valley should buy the US government and force it to follow a no-NSA, pro-innovation agenda, says Mike Elgan. SV sure could afford it ... and it ought to do it. Commentary.
October 22, 2013 |
Here's Ted Rall on Dick Cheney worries that terrorists will hack his heart. What about his soul. It's aNewDomain with the latest Ted Rall political cartoon.
October 17, 2013 |
Upgraded to the gold iPhone? Recycle your old model. Here's how and why recycling phones should be an absolute must if not mandatory, brought to you by David Michaelis.
October 16, 2013 |
I realized I was a bonehead the moment I turned the corner. Six lanes of traffic zoomed down the Champs Elysées. Toward me. I was facing the wrong way. Toward them. With the familiar trill of a whistle my seconds of terror transitioned into minutes of discomfort. A tall Parisian cop, daunting yet droll in his kepi, motioned me to pull my car to the side of the boulevard.