but above all, keep talking

If you do not know what you are talking about, fasten on to the reality of some world alternative where you DO know what you are talking about.

beliving

The only faith one actually acquires at the point of a sword is the belief that it is better to be alive than to be dead, regardless what tribal identity or name that faith stamps on its adherents.

All "faiths" so acquired are tainted.

The only faith one actually acquires on pain of social ostracism or exclusion from from the economy is the belief that it is better to be rich than to be poor, regardless of the name of the faith or the principles it lays claim to.

All "faiths" so acquired are tainted.

Ignorance is not innocence

I'd bet anyone reading this could write his or her own post to fit the title, in spite of how fond we are of that way out of responsibility. We do have eyes. We do have ears. We do have minds.

this is exciting

a bit over my head but in line with my intuition and the little physics I do possess:

Gravity Emerges from Quantum Information, Say Physicists

I think that gets physics past a huge and longstanding log jam...but what does it do to big bang theory?

There is a Storm Coming

I parted company with a number of persons and institutions in the last six months. And I did so in such haste that many are still owed a proper fare well.

Snow will fall in 16 hours, around noon tomorrow after which it will be too late for the tricky work of demolishing outbuildings. This solar heated place I have lived in with wife and kids for 30 years has been sold. The terms of sale require the junk and the decrepit shed to be gone. I must work in haste yet and through the night perhaps.

Arthritis rages in my joints, making me take my 60 years seriously, as a number to compare with the unknown number of years I may yet be active. What was I put here to do? Survive? That is a tautology and the most meager form of Darwin' imperative. But I will take it in the very un-Republican sense: do what I can, even at high personal cost, to see that my kids, my kin, my clan, my kind will live to find better answers than "survive".

My sons are PhD candidates with full scholarships. My daughter is a field biologist rescuing ecosystems for non profits that preserve California wilderness. My ex wife lives the settled urban professional life she always recognized as her proper milieu. My work as a defense contractor's software drone has so sickened soul I could not write a line of code...I retired early. Who needs me?


The users and the takers have multiplied and grown fat. Exxon's money is now thrown behind poisoning of water that gets in the way of their investment in Marcellus shale natural gas. So I bought farm land in Cayuga and Cortland counties, and moved to Tompkins county. Not ground zero of American gas holes and the dumb desperation of a market of the lazy fossil burners, but close enough. In these places divided by greed, poverty and heedless ignorance I will try to innovate for sustainable and localized energy and food production. I will have much good company and that cemented my choice of battle ground. It is probably a lost cause. All the money held by the apartment dwelling New York Times readers has been invited to invade upstate NY farms the better to provide nice yields and a bit of natural gas...What will a handful of nearly broke farmers be able to do?

Motley Fool had an article urging investors to assume crash positions...and hinted the hot tub of money called the stock market seems to have reached a healthy level because an elephant called the FED is in the tank buying. I am going to all cash in my 401K and buying land with my loose change...and timber and copper and...

Move0n members voted to tackle health care and let the environment and energy issues take a back seat...I part with them on this and chose to eschew health insurance lest any doubt my sincerity in pronouncing most health care expenses and programs to be a waste of money wrought by a nation as fat as Micheal Moore and neurotically attached to mortality. Better outcomes for less money are waiting for those who get rid of their cars.

I moved to a little commune, off the grid. Or rather I will move if I get the old shed torn down before the snow flies

[Just leave comments if you are interested in links or elaboration. I am wicked busy right now.]

The Nature of our currency

Money is really just the spilled blood of mother earth, cloaked by human guile as a thing we need not wash off our hands to seem innocent.