The fascination of this place is the variety, how it embraces the international and mocks the cosmopolitan. In Miami the next block is another dimension. Little Haiti. Little Havana. Pockets of Argentina and Europe, trading, driving, praying, building, teeming in and out of one of the Grand Caravanserais of the New World.
It's not a technology city though it's hard to see why not. It birthed the IBM PC and a raft of small & scrappy companies. At first look Miami's got good ingredients: a sexy NAP, fiber up the wazoo, great gobs of cash begging to be invested. It's got every thing but one: the educational yeast doesn't bubble. No one is nurturing the geeks.
I wish I had an easy answer for it. Rather, I wish I had ten million dollars. Maybe I'd spread it around the right places: endow a chair, summer grant programs, and the like. The infrastructure is here. The public transport, the nightlife, the old funky neighbourhoods are here. I'd like to find and keep the bright ones who would otherwise go to Boston, where Paul Graham hangs out in the park giving copies of clisp to schoolchildren. Psst! Hey, kid! Wanna try some symbolic logic?
What is your hometown missing? Did you leave? Did you come back? How would you change it?
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