The Center for Short-Lived Phenomena
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drscottI was reminded of my first "scientific" summer job when talking with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
excessor yesterday. The Smithsonian Institution co-operates the Harvard-Smithsonian Astrophysical Observatory (SAO), the place where you send your telegram (or email) when you think you've discovered a comet, and a world center of astronomy research. A tiny little offshoot of the SAO, the Center for Short-Lived Phenomena, had evolved out of this "central place to send astronomical notices" function. It took reports on and researched events which might be of interest to scientists and other parties around the world, typically so those interested could study the event before too much time had passed.
I became an Event Reporter and got a huge (government-subsidized, as I recall) $4.25 an hour for calling authorities near the scene of the action and writing up a report for transmission to our subscribers. Most of the subscription fees actually came from oil companies keeping track of spills and blowouts of other companies, and a teletype-based subscription to the oil spill service could cost hundreds of dollars a month.
We looked with some dismay at the UN GEMS (Global Environmental Monitoring System), which had a budget about 100x ours and generated thick bound reports of little interest to anyone, so far as we could tell. Our little-team-that-could did more on a shoestring in terms of actually providing useful environmental data. Naturally GEMS is now a large bureaucracy and the CSLP disappeared around 1985 after being spun out from the SAO.
Here's a typical Event Report (in the form sent to mail subscribers):
Here's a bizarre one I did:
One evening I stayed late at the new office in Harvard Square to call Alaska's North Slope, where a small oil spill had occurred at an Exxon well platform. After finishing that (a few barrels of oil spilled onto a stabilized permafrost platform and rapidly cleaned up), I called the Student Homophile League (MIT's gay student organization) Hotline and spoke for an hour with a charming man who helped me start the process of coming out, or more publically out than I had been, anyway.
My coworkers were underpaid recent graduates who were looking for journalism or science experience. My supervisor, Mary Breasted, went on to a career as a freelance journalist, reporter for the New York Times, and eventually became a novelist. Eric Leonard, our resident geologist (volcano and earthquake reports being a staple), ended up as Prof. and head of the geology department at Colorado College. Bit of humor I still have in my files, dashed off by Eric on the teletype:
excessor yesterday. The Smithsonian Institution co-operates the Harvard-Smithsonian Astrophysical Observatory (SAO), the place where you send your telegram (or email) when you think you've discovered a comet, and a world center of astronomy research. A tiny little offshoot of the SAO, the Center for Short-Lived Phenomena, had evolved out of this "central place to send astronomical notices" function. It took reports on and researched events which might be of interest to scientists and other parties around the world, typically so those interested could study the event before too much time had passed.I became an Event Reporter and got a huge (government-subsidized, as I recall) $4.25 an hour for calling authorities near the scene of the action and writing up a report for transmission to our subscribers. Most of the subscription fees actually came from oil companies keeping track of spills and blowouts of other companies, and a teletype-based subscription to the oil spill service could cost hundreds of dollars a month.
We looked with some dismay at the UN GEMS (Global Environmental Monitoring System), which had a budget about 100x ours and generated thick bound reports of little interest to anyone, so far as we could tell. Our little-team-that-could did more on a shoestring in terms of actually providing useful environmental data. Naturally GEMS is now a large bureaucracy and the CSLP disappeared around 1985 after being spun out from the SAO.
Here's a typical Event Report (in the form sent to mail subscribers):
Here's a bizarre one I did:
One evening I stayed late at the new office in Harvard Square to call Alaska's North Slope, where a small oil spill had occurred at an Exxon well platform. After finishing that (a few barrels of oil spilled onto a stabilized permafrost platform and rapidly cleaned up), I called the Student Homophile League (MIT's gay student organization) Hotline and spoke for an hour with a charming man who helped me start the process of coming out, or more publically out than I had been, anyway.
My coworkers were underpaid recent graduates who were looking for journalism or science experience. My supervisor, Mary Breasted, went on to a career as a freelance journalist, reporter for the New York Times, and eventually became a novelist. Eric Leonard, our resident geologist (volcano and earthquake reports being a staple), ended up as Prof. and head of the geology department at Colorado College. Bit of humor I still have in my files, dashed off by Eric on the teletype:
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Date: 2004-08-06 12:31 am (UTC)So you basically started coming out after gathering info about an Alaskan oil spill? I can honestly say I've never heard that one. I suppose I could make a joke about your being so turned on by the thought of the big throbbing pipeline shooting a load of oil all over the place, but I won't because that would be puerile, wouldn't it?
I wish I had worked at interesting places. Does having been a bartender count?
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Date: 2004-08-06 09:33 am (UTC)Reading about your coming out situation is interesting as I find the stories of those who do come out quite fascinating in and of themselves.
Thanks for sharing.