When it came to finding data for many of my projects, I was a spoiled. All I had to do is visit International Research Institute for Climate and Society (IRI) Data Library, select the product and region I was interested and hit download. But that all changed this summer during my internship at the IRI with Pietro Ceccato.
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Climate change is a global problem, and yet its effects and people’s ability to adapt are inherently local. Given this mismatch in scales, how can continental-scale research take local perspectives and differences into account? Additionally, how can research at a continental scale provide useful information for local climate adaptation strategies?
Words matter. How we read, define and share information has a massive impact on our lives. Everything from ordering lunch to driving a car runs more smoothly when we all agree—or at least understand—what something means.
As the world’s population increases, it will put more pressure on food resources. That makes it more important than ever to have accurate weather predictions that can help increase productivity.
After this whirlwind of a year at C+S, I have made a resolution to be more present online and engage with more diverse audiences. Why would I want to crawl into the trenches of a raging cyberwar?
Extreme events like droughts and floods are projected to become more common in a changing climate. As they do, their effects on agriculture, health and infrastructure will disproportionately impact those who already have limited socio-economic resources. For this reason, several organizations focused on international development have started to consider climate change projections in their projects and operations. Their goal is to avoid increasing the development gap.
Humans desire for certainty is rooted in the way our brains function. We are programmed to create patterns from our outside world, store them as memories and make predictions. It is the primary function of our neo-cortex.
About three months into my post college marketing career I was driving home, crying, for the third time that week. My long commute gave me plenty of time to contemplate life and on my third crying session I finally came to the realization that this career path was not for me.
My parents always told me I could be anything I wanted when I grow up. I believed them, but even then, the mere thought of working for an agency like NASA seemed as distant as the moon.
When I started my internship, I hadn’t imagined I would be wading through thickets of chest-high grass and battling prickly plants and biting insects on my field trips to the Bronx. But while it’s been a little more “jungle” in the “urban jungle” than I was expecting, that’s been a pleasant surprise.