Friday,
March 9, 2007 7:19 AM
In the Wake,
check it out. I just downloaded her pdf and I'm reading it.
Another person, another groups' response to the dying of this
empire and the struggle to create a new civilization. Her
focus is on the survival of the community rather than an individual.
I'm off to the mountain before it gets hot.
Thursday, March 8, 2007 7:24 PM
It was a hot day and a productive day. I had two letters from
readers, one first from Paula and then from Vickie, of Kent
and Vickie, (miss muffin to me), both saying the same thing,
and like my mother told me, if two people tell you the same
thing, you ought to listen. Paula's point was that pain pays
forward and if survived allows the appreciation of real joy.
Life is a serious of payments, which if you survive, allow
you entry to greater appreciation and joy of everyday. Vickie's
letter put forth the non refundable nature of today.
We all paid to get here today. You paid in the past for what
you survived and created, endured, loved, hated, but you paid.
And today, today you paid for today with an entire day of
your life. Scratch one off. You don't get this one back, no
do-over. So I hope that you leaned back and strapped it on
and gave it a ride, because today is nearly gone. If you instead
pissed it away moaning about your life and how fucking STUCK
you are, or endured it with that chiseled stoic grit that
your cardiologist should warn you about (don't have one -
you will), well fuck you! AND tomorrow is a new day, payment
due again, but you have CHOICE, create a voice, create a new
world, love someone, tell someone you already love that you
still do, pet the dog, and scratch the cat, say hello to the
monkey and howl at the moon. I personally was stellar today.
I created new planets and stars, I washed my clothes in a
bucket, I road my moto-bike and saw the momma lion's prints
at the petroglyph site. I wrote emails, I got FREE muffins,
I was skinnier than yesterday, and damn, shocking but true,
I found, upon reflection, I was better looking than yesterday.
Too facetious,
too sappy? Hardy har har - what's this asshole going on about
Wilson? Too right angled for a cutting edge thinking machine
like you? You don't need to hear such drivel. You'll think
yourself out of your unhappiness or that job that you hate?
IT IS ALL about SOLVING. Give you a problem, you'll solve
it. Someone, a scientist no doubt, will solve peak oil, and
global warming is just Al Gore still whining about the Supremes
(get over it Al), and all your problems just need you to find
a bit more free time to solve them and THEN you WILL BE HAPPY.
Oh YEA -How's that been working for you? How old are you?
Only you can change the world because you create it through
your expectation, experience, and reaction to it every day.
Join the revolution chickies, forget who fucked you in the
past, and think about those you do love, have loved and will
love (and will hopefully fuck - but in the good way). We have
a world to build and we are all flabby souls of a gone awry
civilization (loosely used and meant). Don't try harder, try
EASIER, idle time is the goal, creation of idle time. Don't
think HARDER, love EASIER!
But
as Paula alluded and Vickie confirmed today, I'm paying for
this time to write you with a non refundable piece my life,
and you are paying for the time to read this with yours. Try
life on tomorrow, throw your arm around the shoulder of your
new day and treat it like your friend instead of like an uphill
climb. I need you in shape for what we all need to create.
See if life fits and if not tailor it in your image. I personally
find it tight in the crotch, but that's just me on a warm,
horny night in the desert. Night chickies.
Thursday, March 8, 2007 7:40 AM

Where to put the three Harbor Freight 15W panels?
Days of consideration of that moving shadow of the dish
above drives me insane. Which way with the truck be pointing
the next time, what time of year? |

The first step is to see the dish down and figure out
what the real estate on the top of the canopy looks like
- what is available. Then I give up on trying to control
the shadow problem. Compromise, compromise, compromise.
I'm going hiking. |

I tried to put one of the panels along the edge closest
to me but it touched the edge of the dish. So I laid
them all as ducks in a row.
The next step is drilling the holes for the wires to
go through the roof and then installing the four brackets
on each panel. The brackets came with stainless steel
screws and self tapping screws for the edge of the panels.
3 bracket sets were $36. I know, I could have made them
from scrap. I'm ashamed.
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The big work is drilling holes for the wires and then
mounting all the brackets to the very thin frames around
these chinese piece of shit panels. But the do make electricity
so we love them. Here they are all installed, and each
wire set piercing the roof sealed above and below to stop
them from wiggling in the holes. Water proofing of the
holes is a minor concern. The canopy leaks from the rear
door anyway. |

Free
power from the sun. LIke sex, it is better when it is
free. Note: no doves or baby doves were injured or upset
during this installation and in fact they learned all
about solar energy during the install. Mostly the babies
buzz their wings in complete surprise - hey baby I got
wings! |
Left:
I brought all three of the wires from the HF panels
to this point on the rear left of the canopy. The lead
that is red and black is from the old panel that TJ
and I installed on the canopy two years ago. The grey
wires are the HF panel wires.
I had this little block kicking around in my junk which
made it easy to bring the wires together. Below that
is my 400 watt noisy inverter - noisy because of the
fan is noisy. It has to stay outside the trailer as
punishment, but it works great. (I even took it apart
three years ago and put a ball bearing fan in there,
and it's still too noisy for my sensitive nature).
So
today the three batteries from my welding set will go
on the floor below (until the welding cart is finished)
and be charged from the 3 HF panels and the one old
1970's panel from Arco. Should dissimilar panels be
combined - NO! Should different sized batteries be combined,
NO! Does it work, YES. Does it charge, YES. It is like
Rick's tag line, the difference between theory and practice
is that in theory there is no difference between practice
and theory, but in practice there is.
The reason this works in a solar setup is that the batteries
are charged every day, not just once in a while. They
only have to store for a very short time - overnight.
You can get away with different ages, voltages, mis
matched resistance and old panels with no capacitors
built in if only you keep the power applied often. |
I had a large
mail quail walk through the "compound" while I was
on the phone duing webwork yesterday. He was magnificient and
obviously out to impress. Wrong species, move it along, nothing
to see here. He had a small lamp and was looking for . . . you
might note that I've started my DVD philosophy course. Later
chickies.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007 9:15 PM
I was pleased to hear from Rick tonight that the Cuban video,
The Power of Community, that I sent to several of you chickens
is making the rounds. It is a one person at a time thing, and
it is a private experience, this assembling of an overall picture
of peak oil, global warming and money without value. Peak oil
is the hardest one to hear because it means the end of our current
way of life. It is private because each person has to come to
grips with the news themselves - not moderated by me or you.
It is just like when someone shows up at your door to tell you
a loved one died. You look, you know, and in a sense you often
knew that was coming, the person just corroborates what you
already knew. That is how Death of Suburbia, The Power of Community
and many other videos hit me. Oh I knew all that, I new the
Ponzi scheme couldn't run forever, it just is hard to hear your
are pedaling up a hill you should never have started. The good
news is we get to invent our future, and create something that
puts us in balance with all the forms of life of our little
blue gem, that gives our children a reason, a right, and promise
of a future.
Oh I would love to say, Hah! Just joking, we just found a new
unlimited source of energy that will allow us to continue to
grow exponentially forever! Peak oil is the cure for the problem
of bread mold (us) eating everything to the edge of the petri
dish. Do you think if there were another 100 years of cheap
energy, or an energy source available that we hadn't tapped
yet - do you think we would use that to CURB population, REDUCE
consumption DESTROY modern agriculture, and LIMIT material goods
production back to the hunter-gather stage? Are you kidding,
you have met us in person, right?
The problem isn't the oil, the problem is our world system of
EMPIRE and our need to continually
grow to avoid collapsing. Hate to say it, you've heard it before,
free chickens, my thought is better now while we have some topsoil
left, some forest. Yet even now we are probably, maybe, I hope,
I believe, not too late for the planet to heal. Of course I
always clapped for Tinkerbell every single time. I'm clapping
like a mad man now.
Hey Ed, pictures tomorrow - I promise. I have been taking them
while I installed the solar panels. As I put them up I noticed
one of them already has a cracked glass back. The junction boxes
are hot glued on - just crap -I cannot recommend the Harbor
Freight panels - they are just too shoddy. Gary
is on the way south and I'll get some pictures of the Uni-solar
panels when he arrives here in Q.
I have been reading several books tonight and also looking at
the Willits California website. Here is an excerpt from their
Mission Statement (I know, I hate the words Mission Statement).
It bears consideration for any small group or tribe.
| Although
some are galvanized by perceived threats, many have also
realized that the process of localizing our economy gives
us an opportunity to focus on our shared values and develop
friendships. We find ourselves building a stronger, more
caring community. We are seeking creative ways to become
economic partners with each other and our environment.
The goal is to find creative methods to sustain and empower
the local community while moving away from global (imported)
resources -- in essence, to 'localize' our community. |
I'm continuing
reading 1491 by Mann, looking for useful information for a
new culture. An odd piece jumped out at me. One group the
Mexicas destroyed their own codices which were a pretty accurate
history of their rise from a slave town to one of three dominant
cultures in their region. The rulers did that in order to
rewrite their own history. Their new creation story and mandate
required them to capture others for human sacrifice. The interesting
part to me is that it took less than a generation for the
people to believe the new creation story. Those that remembered
the old were told that it was lies and the new creation story
was correct. Are we that easy-thinking (Russian phrase)? Is
this something we can expect of our near future, or are we
engaged in rewriting our part in our energy history even now.
I'm thinking of that Oscar's comment that a reader sent me
that Gore's movie was said to be unrelentingly morose, and
the presenter as an aside blamed our global warming on the
Chinese. Hah! We are by far the fattest pigs at the trough
and if we can spin that, well the Mexicas had nothing on us.
Night chiclets.
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Intaglio - "Presumably
it was the Patayan who produced the astonishing "intaglios,"
or "geoglyphs" – monumental landscape art
consisting of images such as human figures, mountain lions
and geometric shapes – which occur along the river
basin from Blythe, California, and Ehrenberg, Arizona, upstream
to southern Nevada. In creating an intaglio, the Patayan
landscape artists used the surface of the earth itself as
a canvas. They scraped away a thin blanket of dark soil
to reveal an underlying layer of lighter soil, and they
shaped the scraping into a form which typically measured
more than 30 feet in length. They produced at least one
which measured nearly 300 feet. These are now the most famous
such figures in North America."
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