Rotors over Midland....
By popular demand, here are some more pictures taken during our recent most exciting adventure flying over Midland. Huey over Midland
[around here one request is considered popular demand].
Monday, May 29, 2006
Flying high...
What a day, I'd forgotten how much fun it is flying in a Huey helicopter with the doors open. When no one is shooting at you of course. With your legs dangling out the door and being able to look straight down, it's the closest thing to being a bird that you can experience. With the slower speed of the chopper, if you are careful you can lean way out the door and take some pretty interesting pictures. Here's one shot as we approached the Midland Airport.
My friend Gregg Baiano owns his on helicopter fleet consisting of 4 Hueys and a newly purchased Cobra [recently seen in the film Mission Impossible III] and he invited us to go flying this morning. With my friend, author, Joe Galloway in town Gregg knew that we would enjoy a trip around town in the old Vietnam workhorse. Actually a trip above town. So Joe and I along with several other friends loaded up and pulled pitch this morning for an hour flight before we set down at the Permian Basin Vietnam Memorial where Joe made an appearance. It was a rather an emotional trip for a load of ex Vietnam Vets most of whom were ex Huey and Cobra pilots along with an ex infantry officer [me] and the most famous journalist of the Vietnam War. We all have so many memories of times good and bad flying into landing zones like we hit this morning.
But today we were greeted by people we know well.....brother veterans. As I said an emotional trip back in time.
What a day, I'd forgotten how much fun it is flying in a Huey helicopter with the doors open. When no one is shooting at you of course. With your legs dangling out the door and being able to look straight down, it's the closest thing to being a bird that you can experience. With the slower speed of the chopper, if you are careful you can lean way out the door and take some pretty interesting pictures. Here's one shot as we approached the Midland Airport.
My friend Gregg Baiano owns his on helicopter fleet consisting of 4 Hueys and a newly purchased Cobra [recently seen in the film Mission Impossible III] and he invited us to go flying this morning. With my friend, author, Joe Galloway in town Gregg knew that we would enjoy a trip around town in the old Vietnam workhorse. Actually a trip above town. So Joe and I along with several other friends loaded up and pulled pitch this morning for an hour flight before we set down at the Permian Basin Vietnam Memorial where Joe made an appearance. It was a rather an emotional trip for a load of ex Vietnam Vets most of whom were ex Huey and Cobra pilots along with an ex infantry officer [me] and the most famous journalist of the Vietnam War. We all have so many memories of times good and bad flying into landing zones like we hit this morning.
But today we were greeted by people we know well.....brother veterans. As I said an emotional trip back in time.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
60 Years today...
May 24th is my parents wedding anniversary. 60 years ago today they tied the knot in Webster Groves Missouri, shortly after my Dad got back from his almost 4 years overseas in Europe.
It's a strange idea, but as I got older this year the thought occured to me....wow, that's longer than I've been alive! Thankfully. Carol and Wally have had their ups and downs, good times and some very bad ones [some attributable to me] but have weathered all storms and come out still loving one another. That's really all we can hope for. So thanks, Mom and Dad for being there thru thick and thin. What a pleasure, it is to be able to reside so close to them and to be able to now help them out when they need it.
We had a not so big party at The Wall Street Bar and Grill, went to their house with for some snapshots of the happy couple with flowers the kids sent and that was that. But the memory of their help and guidance never fades..... Here's Carol and Wally.
May 24th is my parents wedding anniversary. 60 years ago today they tied the knot in Webster Groves Missouri, shortly after my Dad got back from his almost 4 years overseas in Europe.
It's a strange idea, but as I got older this year the thought occured to me....wow, that's longer than I've been alive! Thankfully. Carol and Wally have had their ups and downs, good times and some very bad ones [some attributable to me] but have weathered all storms and come out still loving one another. That's really all we can hope for. So thanks, Mom and Dad for being there thru thick and thin. What a pleasure, it is to be able to reside so close to them and to be able to now help them out when they need it.
We had a not so big party at The Wall Street Bar and Grill, went to their house with for some snapshots of the happy couple with flowers the kids sent and that was that. But the memory of their help and guidance never fades..... Here's Carol and Wally.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
The Artiste......
It was four years ago this weekend that the bride and I had our second date. Our first had been to the ballgame the night before and we decided to try it again, this time to the Celebration of the Arts. I'm glad we did because we agreed that my friend, local artist Helen Pogue, was one of our joint favorites. We bought a large oil painting that day that still adorns our large den fireplace. I'm glad also that we had a second date because, well.....we ending up getting married.
So we have been back each year since and bought works from Helen each time. Most years two at a time. Helen is a premier and well known local artist who has exhibited in galleries in Santa Fe and New York. Unfortunately in the last 10 years she had a stroke which at first slowed her work down and recently forced her to call a halt to all painting.
Last year she announced to our chagrin that 2005 would be her last show so we bought our usual allotment. In the galleries Helen's works command premier prices, but because she is a friend she always makes some excuse as to why she can sell us her art for ridiculously low prices. "Oh I never really liked that one" or "I've had this a long time and I'm tired of looking at it". Sometimes I think that the gold frames are worth more than she is charging us.
So Saturday as I walked into the convention center I was overjoyed to see Helen in her usual spot in a high traffic corner. We joked about her continuous "going out of business sale" but she said that this year she had cleaned out her storage area and the works hanging were indeed her last. I started out to purchase one oil and then couldn't let my second choice go....nor my third choice. I bought them all. Helen has many eclectic styles but the one we like the most and is the theme throughout our home is her impressionistic views of New Mexico. Vibrant in color and in the main simple in composition they go wonderfully with our decor.
It will not be the same going to the Art Show with Helen not there....but we're hoping that she will do some "on commission" work for us. Her hand is not as steady as before which is the reason we think she doesn't want to do public works anymore. But her heart is still in the work. Here is one of today's purchases.
Addendum: I forgot to add that one of the brighter spots of the day was when I was "carded" to prove my age for the Senior Citizens discount. Thank you young woman at the gate!
It was four years ago this weekend that the bride and I had our second date. Our first had been to the ballgame the night before and we decided to try it again, this time to the Celebration of the Arts. I'm glad we did because we agreed that my friend, local artist Helen Pogue, was one of our joint favorites. We bought a large oil painting that day that still adorns our large den fireplace. I'm glad also that we had a second date because, well.....we ending up getting married.
So we have been back each year since and bought works from Helen each time. Most years two at a time. Helen is a premier and well known local artist who has exhibited in galleries in Santa Fe and New York. Unfortunately in the last 10 years she had a stroke which at first slowed her work down and recently forced her to call a halt to all painting.
Last year she announced to our chagrin that 2005 would be her last show so we bought our usual allotment. In the galleries Helen's works command premier prices, but because she is a friend she always makes some excuse as to why she can sell us her art for ridiculously low prices. "Oh I never really liked that one" or "I've had this a long time and I'm tired of looking at it". Sometimes I think that the gold frames are worth more than she is charging us.
So Saturday as I walked into the convention center I was overjoyed to see Helen in her usual spot in a high traffic corner. We joked about her continuous "going out of business sale" but she said that this year she had cleaned out her storage area and the works hanging were indeed her last. I started out to purchase one oil and then couldn't let my second choice go....nor my third choice. I bought them all. Helen has many eclectic styles but the one we like the most and is the theme throughout our home is her impressionistic views of New Mexico. Vibrant in color and in the main simple in composition they go wonderfully with our decor.
It will not be the same going to the Art Show with Helen not there....but we're hoping that she will do some "on commission" work for us. Her hand is not as steady as before which is the reason we think she doesn't want to do public works anymore. But her heart is still in the work. Here is one of today's purchases.
Addendum: I forgot to add that one of the brighter spots of the day was when I was "carded" to prove my age for the Senior Citizens discount. Thank you young woman at the gate!
Saturday, May 20, 2006
Illegals & High Gas Prices...
My mailbox is being flooded with mail concerning gas prices and
all of the illegal immigrants. To boycott oil companies or not;
to provide amnesty to illegal immigrants or not, etc.
Since I have become jaded to the various solutions proposed by
the Republicans, Democrats, Sierra Club, ACLU, etc., I elected
to solve the problems as they affect me. It solves both my gas
and illegal immigrant problems.
I have hired illegal immigrants to push my car.
They're plentiful and cheaper than buying gas.
GOD BLESS AMERICA !!!
My mailbox is being flooded with mail concerning gas prices and
all of the illegal immigrants. To boycott oil companies or not;
to provide amnesty to illegal immigrants or not, etc.
Since I have become jaded to the various solutions proposed by
the Republicans, Democrats, Sierra Club, ACLU, etc., I elected
to solve the problems as they affect me. It solves both my gas
and illegal immigrant problems.
I have hired illegal immigrants to push my car.
They're plentiful and cheaper than buying gas.
GOD BLESS AMERICA !!!
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Tonight's story.....
I'll begin tonight's story with the conclusion of events. It's about 10 pm. and Raoul, the city water department night emergency man just left the estate moments ago.
Homeowners everywhere cringe at those words, water department night emergency man. Raoul had to come out to help me locate the emergency water shut off valve. I knew where the meter was in the alley, but the valve was in an odd position and buried under dirt so it was difficult to find.
It's strange how I can trace tonight's final calamity directly back through a series of seemingly inconsequential steps. That's the way the world works, one small step for man, one broken water system for mankind.
Several months ago, I was putzing around in the storage shed where the sprinkler system controls are housed and I decided after all these years to finally take the time to program the sprinklers to do exactly as I wished. No easy task as we have 12 different stations in the system. But with persistance and some computer skills I got the task completed, or so I thought. I could never get the first station to come on, either manually or automatically, so with some previous sprinkler management experiece under my belt I decided that a valve must be stuck. A diagnosis that was confirmed tonight when I saw a large pool of water under the huge Afghan Pine in the front yard. A valve not only stuck, but now apparently broken.
This discovery led me to the next stage on the road to further troubles. This is the second law of homeownership, I have found. Once a problem is discovered, at least one more major problem will arise out of the first. And so it was to be. Having found the large pool of water I decided to run the sprinklers once more for the night and then shut off the water to the entire sprinler system using the master cut off valve in the back yard. I have done this many times with no problem....until tonight. As I turned the valve inward a fine spray of water from the valve stem quickly turned into a major spray, the more I turned, the greater the volume of water. Trying to mitigate the damage I backed the valve back out to open where it had been, at which point the whole valve and gasket assembly basically fell apart, sending out a massive spray. The only good side of this was that on a hot night it felt pretty good to be soaked.
With some experimentation I turned the valve to a point where the spray was somewhat manageable and then I found time to curse....a lot. This is the point that I decided I'd better figure out how to turn the water to the estate off and found that the valve was not to be seen. Knowing when one is in trouble is the first step towards recovery so I phoned the City of Midland night emergency operator.
And this is how Raoul came to be at the estate. I have to humbly say that I apologize for all the times I've cursed the City Water Department because Raoul came quickly, was very pleasant and calmed my fears about leaving the spray running all night. Apparently he's seen a lot worse and we both agreed that since the spraying valve is in amongst the trees, they could use the water.
So tomorrow I must find a sprinkler repairman and be prepared to shell out significant dough for above and underground valves. But that's tomorrow.....Fiddle Dee Dee.
PS: what is the first law of homeownership? It is...."just when everything seems to be running smoothly......it won't be for long".
The next day...., it is now Friday morning, the birds are chirping, the water is shut off and Henry [seen above] is busily fixing the main sprinkler cut off valve. All is well, almost, at the estate. However early this morning as I drove to a V.A. doctors appointment in Odessa while searching the yellow pages and calling 2 or 3 sprinkler companies I thought I was in trouble. I thought I was in for more "roofer" type treatment. All very nice but the earliest they could get to my urgent problem was, "sometime next week". Until I finally called Alldredge Gardens. They are not the biggest in town for no reason....they found time to send someone out, that would be Henry. I will pay a little more for their services, but it's worth it to have good prompt service.
I'll begin tonight's story with the conclusion of events. It's about 10 pm. and Raoul, the city water department night emergency man just left the estate moments ago.
Homeowners everywhere cringe at those words, water department night emergency man. Raoul had to come out to help me locate the emergency water shut off valve. I knew where the meter was in the alley, but the valve was in an odd position and buried under dirt so it was difficult to find.
It's strange how I can trace tonight's final calamity directly back through a series of seemingly inconsequential steps. That's the way the world works, one small step for man, one broken water system for mankind.
Several months ago, I was putzing around in the storage shed where the sprinkler system controls are housed and I decided after all these years to finally take the time to program the sprinklers to do exactly as I wished. No easy task as we have 12 different stations in the system. But with persistance and some computer skills I got the task completed, or so I thought. I could never get the first station to come on, either manually or automatically, so with some previous sprinkler management experiece under my belt I decided that a valve must be stuck. A diagnosis that was confirmed tonight when I saw a large pool of water under the huge Afghan Pine in the front yard. A valve not only stuck, but now apparently broken.
This discovery led me to the next stage on the road to further troubles. This is the second law of homeownership, I have found. Once a problem is discovered, at least one more major problem will arise out of the first. And so it was to be. Having found the large pool of water I decided to run the sprinklers once more for the night and then shut off the water to the entire sprinler system using the master cut off valve in the back yard. I have done this many times with no problem....until tonight. As I turned the valve inward a fine spray of water from the valve stem quickly turned into a major spray, the more I turned, the greater the volume of water. Trying to mitigate the damage I backed the valve back out to open where it had been, at which point the whole valve and gasket assembly basically fell apart, sending out a massive spray. The only good side of this was that on a hot night it felt pretty good to be soaked.
With some experimentation I turned the valve to a point where the spray was somewhat manageable and then I found time to curse....a lot. This is the point that I decided I'd better figure out how to turn the water to the estate off and found that the valve was not to be seen. Knowing when one is in trouble is the first step towards recovery so I phoned the City of Midland night emergency operator.
And this is how Raoul came to be at the estate. I have to humbly say that I apologize for all the times I've cursed the City Water Department because Raoul came quickly, was very pleasant and calmed my fears about leaving the spray running all night. Apparently he's seen a lot worse and we both agreed that since the spraying valve is in amongst the trees, they could use the water.
So tomorrow I must find a sprinkler repairman and be prepared to shell out significant dough for above and underground valves. But that's tomorrow.....Fiddle Dee Dee.
PS: what is the first law of homeownership? It is...."just when everything seems to be running smoothly......it won't be for long".
The next day...., it is now Friday morning, the birds are chirping, the water is shut off and Henry [seen above] is busily fixing the main sprinkler cut off valve. All is well, almost, at the estate. However early this morning as I drove to a V.A. doctors appointment in Odessa while searching the yellow pages and calling 2 or 3 sprinkler companies I thought I was in trouble. I thought I was in for more "roofer" type treatment. All very nice but the earliest they could get to my urgent problem was, "sometime next week". Until I finally called Alldredge Gardens. They are not the biggest in town for no reason....they found time to send someone out, that would be Henry. I will pay a little more for their services, but it's worth it to have good prompt service.
Monday, May 15, 2006
Glo-ball-ization......
Today was the day I made the decision to switch my office ISP from T3Wireless to Clearwire. Both wireless providers [perhaps you could tell by the names!] but Clearwire is $20/month cheaper, provides faster service and if I should move office locales again all I need do is to cart the free standing modem along with me..or if I want to put my PC out in the front yard, it would work there too.
The other pretty nifty deal in getting Clearwire now is that I got a buy one/get one free airline ticket anywhere in the U.S. on any air carrier. Not bad! But what I wanted to highlight is perhaps the worst example I've seen of political correctness and globalization run amok. The Clearwire folks have in their offices, a display highlighting the free airline ticket deal. The display has a sandfilled pool surrounded by beach toys. One of which was a beach ball. Just a plain old beach ball like any child would play with at a pool or actual beach. Except, take a moment to look at the photograph of the side of the ball.
WARNING: USE ONLY UNDER COMPETENT SUPERVISION!
This is a stinkin' soft beach ball we're talking about here. Unless it's somehow been loaded with high explosives I think that probably we could trust the kiddies to be OK with this plaything. And this dire warning is then copied into every language invented by God since the Tower of Babel. What's this world coming too? Don't answer that.....I think we know. The last line tells all: Hecho en China.
Today was the day I made the decision to switch my office ISP from T3Wireless to Clearwire. Both wireless providers [perhaps you could tell by the names!] but Clearwire is $20/month cheaper, provides faster service and if I should move office locales again all I need do is to cart the free standing modem along with me..or if I want to put my PC out in the front yard, it would work there too.
The other pretty nifty deal in getting Clearwire now is that I got a buy one/get one free airline ticket anywhere in the U.S. on any air carrier. Not bad! But what I wanted to highlight is perhaps the worst example I've seen of political correctness and globalization run amok. The Clearwire folks have in their offices, a display highlighting the free airline ticket deal. The display has a sandfilled pool surrounded by beach toys. One of which was a beach ball. Just a plain old beach ball like any child would play with at a pool or actual beach. Except, take a moment to look at the photograph of the side of the ball.
WARNING: USE ONLY UNDER COMPETENT SUPERVISION!
This is a stinkin' soft beach ball we're talking about here. Unless it's somehow been loaded with high explosives I think that probably we could trust the kiddies to be OK with this plaything. And this dire warning is then copied into every language invented by God since the Tower of Babel. What's this world coming too? Don't answer that.....I think we know. The last line tells all: Hecho en China.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Serenity.....
Today in the Picture of the Day, I bring you the picture of serenity a lone fisherman all to himself on the Colorado River near Bend, Texas. This photo is from last March and my Let's Go Fishing annual excursion with my frat brothers. The fisherman is actually Terry McCarty of Boerne, one of our group. Terry was the star running back at Trinity University in the mid 60's. Just look at him now! How far we've come. Perhaps I should entitle this photo, "Picture of Senility".
Today in the Picture of the Day, I bring you the picture of serenity a lone fisherman all to himself on the Colorado River near Bend, Texas. This photo is from last March and my Let's Go Fishing annual excursion with my frat brothers. The fisherman is actually Terry McCarty of Boerne, one of our group. Terry was the star running back at Trinity University in the mid 60's. Just look at him now! How far we've come. Perhaps I should entitle this photo, "Picture of Senility".
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
A Kinky link.....
Thanks to academy award nominated screenwriter, famed mystery novelist and power blogger Roger L. Simon for taking an interest in the story of his fellow mystery writer Kinky Friedman. The guy in the photo with Kinky looks familiar but I just can't place him.....
Thanks to academy award nominated screenwriter, famed mystery novelist and power blogger Roger L. Simon for taking an interest in the story of his fellow mystery writer Kinky Friedman. The guy in the photo with Kinky looks familiar but I just can't place him.....
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
A Kinky story....
Thanks to our pal Jimmy Patterson I was able to spend an hour or so with notable Texan and gubernatorial candidate Kinky Friedman this morning. Jimmie was kind enough to let me sit in on his live webcast interview with Kinky and to photograph the proceedings.
I enjoyed meeting the Kinkster up close and personally and found him to be extremely interesting, intelligent, knowledgable about issues and dead serious about becoming the next governor of the great State of Texas. Not to mention utterly hilarious! His interview with Jimmy had it's humerous moments but Kinky answered questions in a serious and responsible tone and in fact, had some great and very straightforward solutions to the challenges that face Texas today. You can learn more about how Kinky would govern Texas by visiting his website. And if you didn't catch the half an hour interview with Kinky you can see it archived at My West Texas.
Thanks again Jimmy for this photo op, what a blast.
Thanks to our pal Jimmy Patterson I was able to spend an hour or so with notable Texan and gubernatorial candidate Kinky Friedman this morning. Jimmie was kind enough to let me sit in on his live webcast interview with Kinky and to photograph the proceedings.
I enjoyed meeting the Kinkster up close and personally and found him to be extremely interesting, intelligent, knowledgable about issues and dead serious about becoming the next governor of the great State of Texas. Not to mention utterly hilarious! His interview with Jimmy had it's humerous moments but Kinky answered questions in a serious and responsible tone and in fact, had some great and very straightforward solutions to the challenges that face Texas today. You can learn more about how Kinky would govern Texas by visiting his website. And if you didn't catch the half an hour interview with Kinky you can see it archived at My West Texas.
Thanks again Jimmy for this photo op, what a blast.
Monday, May 08, 2006
More Clouds......?
Yes, more photos of storm clouds. They're so beautiful and magnificent I can't help myself. But the week is supposed to be hot and clear so this should be it for awhile and I've put varied pictures up on their own page so you can get your fill.
Tomorrow, if all things go as planned, I'll be exhibiting some celebrity shots.
Yes, more photos of storm clouds. They're so beautiful and magnificent I can't help myself. But the week is supposed to be hot and clear so this should be it for awhile and I've put varied pictures up on their own page so you can get your fill.
Tomorrow, if all things go as planned, I'll be exhibiting some celebrity shots.
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Oil pricing and you....
We in Midland had the rare opportunity to hear one of the world's premier oil analysts live and in person last night. As some of us in the crowd joked, one explosive device would have wiped out the Permian Basin oil business, such were the numbers of people in attendance.
Matt Simmons has been an energy investment banker since 1973 and over time has gained great stature as one of the leading thinkers on the subject of oil, gas and energy in general. He has recently written a book entitled, "Twilight in the Desert: The Coming Saudi Oil Shock and the World Economy." His research, started many years ago before the present price crunch, led him to believe that the capacity and life of the Saudi oil fields was being vastly overstated and overrated. These fields, he believes, are in a state of decline and in fact no new large fields have been found in Saudi Arabia since the 1970's.
This is crucial because for decades economists and analysts have thought of Saudi oil like a central bank, stepping in to shore up supply shortages and keeping the price of oil fairly moderate. A decline in production means that in reality this is not possible for the Saudi's anymore.
While not predicting future price scenario's Mr. Simmons believes oil is still very cheap at $70/bbl. This bears some truth to me if one compares oil, our lifeblood, to other common products. With oil at $70/bbl. the price of a gallon of it is 60 cents, translating into, roughly, $3 a gallon gasoline. At this price consumers are outraged, towns boycott Exxon and the senate passes an anti-gouging bill aimed at Big Oil. Yet the outraged consumers don't seem to be sellng their SUV's nor driving less nor to be so strapped that they have to stop buying their bottled Dasani Lemon Water for $1 a pint.....which is $4 a gallon. Hmmm? Water costing six times what a gallon of oil costs. It would seem that oil has a long way to go on the upside to achieve full value.
In a nutshell, this was Mr. Simmons concluding point. Ever since modern man has used fossil fuels to power his world, he has been used to cheap, much too cheap, fuel. Simmons is quick to point out that we are not running out of oil, but we are running out of easy to find, high grade....and cheap oil, so the recent high prices are probably not an abberation, but a harbinger of things to come.
My synopsis is thus: big changes are in the wind in the world of energy and since energy powers our economy and lifestyle, big changes are in store for Americans. Mr. Simmons thinks sooner rather than later.
Read more here on Mr. Simmons thesis
We in Midland had the rare opportunity to hear one of the world's premier oil analysts live and in person last night. As some of us in the crowd joked, one explosive device would have wiped out the Permian Basin oil business, such were the numbers of people in attendance.
Matt Simmons has been an energy investment banker since 1973 and over time has gained great stature as one of the leading thinkers on the subject of oil, gas and energy in general. He has recently written a book entitled, "Twilight in the Desert: The Coming Saudi Oil Shock and the World Economy." His research, started many years ago before the present price crunch, led him to believe that the capacity and life of the Saudi oil fields was being vastly overstated and overrated. These fields, he believes, are in a state of decline and in fact no new large fields have been found in Saudi Arabia since the 1970's.
This is crucial because for decades economists and analysts have thought of Saudi oil like a central bank, stepping in to shore up supply shortages and keeping the price of oil fairly moderate. A decline in production means that in reality this is not possible for the Saudi's anymore.
While not predicting future price scenario's Mr. Simmons believes oil is still very cheap at $70/bbl. This bears some truth to me if one compares oil, our lifeblood, to other common products. With oil at $70/bbl. the price of a gallon of it is 60 cents, translating into, roughly, $3 a gallon gasoline. At this price consumers are outraged, towns boycott Exxon and the senate passes an anti-gouging bill aimed at Big Oil. Yet the outraged consumers don't seem to be sellng their SUV's nor driving less nor to be so strapped that they have to stop buying their bottled Dasani Lemon Water for $1 a pint.....which is $4 a gallon. Hmmm? Water costing six times what a gallon of oil costs. It would seem that oil has a long way to go on the upside to achieve full value.
In a nutshell, this was Mr. Simmons concluding point. Ever since modern man has used fossil fuels to power his world, he has been used to cheap, much too cheap, fuel. Simmons is quick to point out that we are not running out of oil, but we are running out of easy to find, high grade....and cheap oil, so the recent high prices are probably not an abberation, but a harbinger of things to come.
My synopsis is thus: big changes are in the wind in the world of energy and since energy powers our economy and lifestyle, big changes are in store for Americans. Mr. Simmons thinks sooner rather than later.
Read more here on Mr. Simmons thesis
Monday, May 01, 2006
Immigrants Day....
Welcome to Immigration Day, the day when the poor downtrodden immigrants have spontaneously arisen to show their support for the American ideals of freedom and a better job. Well actually, it's "illegal immigration day" but let's not let technicalities spoil the fun. And truth be known, the spontaneous outpouring of support for immigration felons is not so grassroots but has been orchestrated by International ANSWER, which is a socialist organization. We used to know them as communists. Did you stop and think about why the spontaneous demonstrations were planned for May 1st? Remember those biggest of parades they used to have through the Kremlin in Moscow? It was called the May Day celebration, held on May 1st.
Welcome to Immigration Day, the day when the poor downtrodden immigrants have spontaneously arisen to show their support for the American ideals of freedom and a better job. Well actually, it's "illegal immigration day" but let's not let technicalities spoil the fun. And truth be known, the spontaneous outpouring of support for immigration felons is not so grassroots but has been orchestrated by International ANSWER, which is a socialist organization. We used to know them as communists. Did you stop and think about why the spontaneous demonstrations were planned for May 1st? Remember those biggest of parades they used to have through the Kremlin in Moscow? It was called the May Day celebration, held on May 1st.
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