Last Wednesday, we were sitting in bumper-to-bumper traffic, trying to get from Penn Station over to Park Avenue. On that unseasonably warm afternoon, we waxed nostalgic about the fact that it was Back to the Future Day – the exact date to which Marty McFly time-traveled in his flying DeLorean – but alas, there was no way for our driver to go vertical and bypass the gridlock from above, nor for us to grab our hoverboards and dart across town. Released in 1989, “Back to the Future II” made plenty of other bold future prognostications besides flying cars and hoverboards. A number of the predictions wound up prophetic, like video conferencing, Google Glass-style goggles, and more urban green space. Others, like Jaws 19 and preposterously colorful, gaudy outfits (mercifully!), or self-tying shoelaces and a Chicago Cubs World Series win (sadly!),…

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We have endeavored in this Ghostly little post, to raise the Ghost of an Idea, which we hope shall not put our readers out of humour with themselves, with each other, with the season, or with us. Enduser Scrooge sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather, but Enduser Scrooge would not put more coals upon the fire, for the price of coal had abruptly risen and he had not hedged his exposure with Newcastle Index swaps. “Bah! Humbug!” he muttered as he poured over the details of his risk management portfolio. At length the hour of shutting up the counting-house arrived, and with an ill will he dismounted from his stool and locked up the office with a growl. After taking his usual melancholy dinner in his usual melancholy tavern, Enduser Scrooge beguiled the rest of…

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