I saw a movie on Netflix named, Pandora’s Promise. It was interviews with all manner of people who used to be against nuclear power plants, but changed their minds. ‘Good’ environmentalists, mostly.
Their logic is that they were duped by other ‘Bad’ environmentalists into thinking nuclear power plants were bad and dangerous, but that not all that many people died from Chernobyl, and not all that many are dying from Fukushima. And that most of the time nukes are cleaner than coal and don’t kill as many people.
These ‘Good’ Environmentalists understand that without nuclear power they can’t do anything about climate change, which of course, they haven’t been duped by Bad Environmentalists about. All that stuff about health consequences of radiation exposure was BS. Bad Science. Whereas, everything about climate change is GOOD science. “How dare they,” one pro-nuclear environmentalist shouts of climate change ‘deniers’, “Deny SCIENCE? This isn’t the DARK ages.”
Convincing movie. Leads me to think we were all duped a lot earlier than that, back when the USSR was making such a nuisance of itself. We could have bombed those people back to the stone age if we’d never had our heads confused about fallout shelters, genetic drift, mutants, nuclear winter and all the rest. Hell, if someone had told us the only thing we had to worry about was the blast, EMP, shockwaves rolling around knocking things down, firestorms, hell, I think we’re all big enough we could have handled that.
What Fukushima actually proves is they’re spending way too much money building safety features into those nuclear power plants. Those they had didn’t help, and when the whole thing went south it just hasn’t been all that bad.
Plus there are a lot of people alive today who wouldn’t be if we hadn’t let ourselves be duped into believing getting nuked would be a bad thing because of radioactive fallout.
It’s a heartbreaker.
Posted in 2013, America, Science, Senior Citizens
Tagged culture, environment, History, Human Behavior, humor, Life, lifestyle, Nature, nuclear power plant leak, philosophy, psychology, science, society, sociology
Reminds me a bit of a 1950s song, “Poor Little Robin,” “Walkin’ walkin’ walkin to Missouri.” But this ain’t a robin.
Hi readers. I dunno. The Kansas State Bird is the Western Meadowlark. Don’t even bother suggesting that’s what it’s all about.
But all over Kansas City and the surrounding area a person will see that damned cartoon character parrot. Bumperstickers, flags in yards, even on gravestones.
Occasionally a person will see the word, “Jayhawk” associated with the damned parrot. A jayhawk isn’t, I believe, an actual bird, so much as a Civil War pejorative used by people with long memories referring to the Kansas-version of the Missouri ‘bushwhackers’. Irregulars, citizen soldiers using the excuse of war and hatred to rape loot and plunder anyone who disagreed with them.
I don’t think this is a jayhawk. I think it’s a hell-of-a-lot more likely it’s a damned robin walking to Missouri, and the people displaying it aren’t happy with gasoline being so much cheaper just across the State boundary.
But what the hell do I know?
Posted in 2013, America, Current Issues, Education
Tagged animals, Chickens, culture, History, Human Behavior, Life, lifestyle, Nature, philosophy, psychology, senior citizens, society, sociology
Opaque windows on all four sides at all levels to allow both privacy and lights are only one of the imaginary, unique, compassionate features.
When the tsunami of Chinese [and other Asian imports] spawned hobo-jungles of unemployed US workers a lot of us believed it was an ill-wind that blew no good. However, what we couldn’t have anticipated was the new birth and rejuvenation of the US railroads to deliver those goods to consumers who still had jobs.
As you see in the photo the nearby dumpster provides easy diving as well as convenient disposal of garbage accumulations for community volunteers policing the area. Note also the ‘donation’ bin located middle left. Nearby residents are thereby able to voluntarily dispose of items of their own choosing rather than having things stolen willy-nilly from their vehicles and homes. A pad located at the donation bin informs residents of the high-rise of who is contributing, and who is not carrying part of the load voluntarily.
The logjam automobiles at train crossings caused by new rail freight traffic forced many cities to elevate tracks inside the metropolitan areas. Unfortunately the consequence was to displace hundreds of dispossessed workers living in hobo jungles.
The Kansas City Metro area, concerned for the welfare of their homeless population and inadequate available shelters during inclement weather, chose to devote resources to a long-term solution. Based on the assumption US consumers would never again be able to produce anything but hamburgers to sell to one another and jobs involving the transport, storage, unloading and sales of Asian products, they [the Kansans] built long-term.
Every elevated railroad intersection has a multi-story Hobo Hilton providing warmth, privacy, a place to relax where they can be easily located and rounded up for police lineups when nearby neighborhoods fail to use the donation-bin with sufficient enthusiasm.
Asian products are fundamentally responsible for this one more demonstration of compassion so typical of US citizens and local governments. When conditions change, Americans reach out and respond to help other Americans instead of only giving only lip-service “WE WILL NEVER FORGET” promises and self-congratulatory flag-waving.
It’s a warm fuzzy just seeing it.
Posted in 2013, America, Current Issues
Tagged culture, economy, homeless, Human Behavior, humor, Life, lifestyle, philosophy, politics, society, sociology