Peak oil and black rubber suits

A few years ago my wife and I,decided we, needed" to get more exercise". Actually I was getting plenty working as a union iron worker a.k.a.Whooping and Beating for a living.Anyway,we bought an Old Town canoe for only one thousand dollars US(plus tax).This was actually a good value as far as exercise equipment goes. We (wife) bought a treadmill,that had realistic terrain mapping and elevated the platform to simulate going uphill.You could pick a program for thousands of runs the world wide.Appalachian trail? Pick your section. Washington mall? Run it.Great Wall of China? Merely press the proper buttons. This treadmill had more computing power than NASA's Apollo program and they went to the FREAKING moon.She(we) paid more for a treadmill than I did for my first Harley and I've enjoyed that bike for more than thirty years!She used the machine religiously for nine days.Then it sat unused,sucking up clothes,books,shoes,dust and cob webs.Nothing could escape it,not even light.Like a black hole.I tried to sell it,no calls. Tried to give it to family and friends,got a good cussing.Finally I robbed it of it's computer,in case I ever want to build an intercontinental ballistic missile,and hauled the rest to the dump.Now for our new form of exercise,we put the high priced canoe into the Tennessee River and went paddling. And paddled and paddled and paddled some more.Our arms fell off and yet we were far,far,far away from our take out point.The next day I purchased a Honda outboard motor for only one thousand dollars US(plus tax).The thing about an outboard on a canoe is you can turn it off and paddle if you wish.Just like you could shut off the engine of your car and jump out and push,if you wish. Both are very good exercise. You push the car while the engines idles so your family can text in a climate controlled environment.{What ya doing}[dads pushing us in the car to save gas.LOL] {WTF}[old people;)Talk about a hybrid.As for the environment,I was all for it years ago .Before Greenpeace and Al Gore.In 1990 a company was going to build a pumped storage plant near me.Electricity doesn't get any cleaner than pumped storage.Briefly,you take the excess power generating capacity at night,use it to pump water into a man-made lake on the top of a mountain,then,during peak hours(like when real people wake up and cook breakfast and get ready to go to real jobs to produce a real product like razors{take a hint you skainking, skanks})the water is released to provide electricty.Commys...I mean Environmental Protesters ,came from everywhere in the country to picket,yet they called themselves Save the Tennessee Valley.We, the counter protesters,(union labor and locals) were ready to bust a few heads, I tell you.I fully expected them to roll up on recumbent bikes,at least drive an econo box car.They could easily be headed off at the pass and we could then muck up their heads really,really bad.NO.They were driving Range Rovers and Mercedes.One group,the enforcers,came in a jacked up four wheel drive 3/4 ton Suburban.They emerged from the giant SUV,staring blankly,pupils dilated from the chronic they wuz toking.These guys were running joke to the locals.They were tall,thin,wearing the stereo typical tie-died shirts and flip flop shoes,trying unsuccessfully,with a head toss,to throw the dread locks out of their eyes."Be like shooting fish in a barrel",said the carpenter next to me."It's 4.20,and it's time for me to take out Bob Marley ."said one of my friends(Who was pretty hip to current culture)of the only black guy among the throng of pasty white losers that had filed from the truck.The carpenter, bum rushed the bums, and a foot appearing from the hippy throng met him in mid stride.Just before his jaw got broken,the sandal flew off hippys foot and took out the cement finisher in front of me.Two for one ass kicking from the counter-culture.As the first wave of my pro-project peeps neared the hippys, said hippys fell to the ground and used their legs to cripple the on rushing hoard.This was the first exposure to mixed martial arts any of us had ever seen,and we were unprepared,to say the least.The project's planners,seeing the construction workers get their asses handed to them,said screw it.The hell with trying to plan for the future.The hell with peak oil.Let these near sighted morons(and their children) scrub around in the coming dark ages,burning the last tree for heat and light,like the long dead dummy's on Easter Island.We're outta here,we can make more money with a PCB incinerator at an intercity plant.Long story short;If you don't want a power plant built near you, quit using electricity!If you oppose that new land fill, start setting your garbage out back!You have a petition to keep that prison from being built only twenty miles away? Fine and dandy,let's not build any prisons!Put the criminals on the street!Save the tax payers a ton of money.I've got smoke poles;.40 .357.12 gauge. .30.06. Have you?No? Don't like guns? You think they should be outlawed?Good luck with all those newly released convicts running around looking for a buzz and and some quality time with a woman(your wife or daughter) or maybe a man (you), if all else fails.They've hit pooter before,dude.They've been in the joint!Al Gore won't get pounded like a cube steak.He lives in a gated mansion and has guards armed with government issued machine guns.When he talks of doing without(and that's what environmental responsibility boils down to,you doing without)he's not talking about his peer group,The Elites,he's talking about you and me.The Druid over at the Arch Druid Report http://www.thearchdruidreport.blogspot.com/ says, that we have burned through one billion years of fossilized sunlight(oil and coal) in about five generations!We are almost out of cheap energy (if you don't believe gas is cheap for the work it does,cut enough wood with an ax to equal the BTU's in a gallon of heating oil,or better yet push your Volvo the twenty-four miles a gallon of liquid sunshine would carry it).My environmental policy is for me to be comfortable.A riding mower to cut the non- native grass. A tiller to turn the soil.A Jeep and a four-wheeler to upset the delicate balance of nature out on the mountain.Two Harleys,one fuel injected and responsible,the other a rich running un-muffled(that's a word in Haletown)hydrocarbon spewing, ozone depleting,glacier melting,baby seal clubbing,machine of death!When the oil runs out,I'll be at Al Gore's house.I will stand out by the fence and watch the masses walk by,looking like something out of a Mad Max movie,only not as well dressed! You may not recognize Al,because I'll have him dressed in a black rubber suit with no ass in it.On his head will be a leather hood and in his mouth will be a red ball.He'll have on a spiked collar and I'll be be holding a log chain leash. Hopefully this scene will be repeated around America. Wall Street insiders,bankers,lawyers, politicians,turned into sex slaves.Abused and discarded. Just like they have done us!Standing there holding those leashes, collectively,as a single voice we will all ask"Who's your cousin"!!!!! copyright2010 cousinrickyLLC