Cassie Werber

Writer & journalist

Category: Everything

U.K. Offshore Wind Energy a Turnoff for Investors

Published in The Wall Street Journal, November 26 2013 LONDON—A major European utility said Tuesday it would scrap a wind farm that was due to become the largest offshore wind project ever built, a sign of the struggles of the industry to attract investment needed to overcome huge costs and technical challenges. The Atlantic Array, […]

Where have all the Olympic tourists gone? The answer might be, online

Published on The Wall Street Journal’s MarketWatch, July 28, 2012 One incentive to host the Olympics — and for Londoners to put up with the disruption it causes – was the tourist dollars it could pull in, especially to the hospitality industries. In terms of hotel bookings, this doesn’t seem to have been the case. […]

Technomorphosis

As media industries undergo disorienting changes, the lines between journalism and technology are becoming ever more blurred.         First published in German on ZDF’s Hyperland blog, 25th February 2012. Below is the original text, which appeared shorter in translation.   The basement of The Shooting Star, a pub near London’s Liverpool Street […]

Who says there’s no money in theatre?

This blog first appeared on the Guardian site, Wednesday 30 November 2011 12.58 GMT The prospect of artistic poverty means young theatremakers are aiming low and thinking small. But there are other options Shows on a shoestring … Gísli Örn Garðarsson (director of The Heart of Robin Hood, pictured) proves theatre needn’t be dependent on […]

The other Greek crisis

Published in Ukrainian Week, 7th June 2011 Cassie Werber | London It is clear that Pagani, the detention centre on the Greek island of Lesvos, closed suddenly. Bunks still crowd the rooms of a building designed as a warehouse rather than a prison. Cheap clothes and broken gadgets lie abandoned, while the barbed wire of […]

  • Blog – Opendor

    As I lay in bed this morning, a man who had lost his dog called up and down the road outside. He passed, he called, he returned. At first I tried to block it out, annoyed. Then I tuned in. The dog’s name was Monster. “Monster!” called the man, anxiously, always on the same falling note. “Mooooon-Steeeer.” Then it occurred to me that maybe he had lost a monster. Read more