On Thu, 24 Apr 2008 15:25:43 -0700, Billy <wildbilly@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
>Stepped out into bright Sun, the buzzing of bees (honeys and some big
>black suckers), the flitting of butterflys, and the darting about of
>hoverflies. They weren't there a week ago before the cold and the rains,
>and the nightly fires (ended yesterday). The butterflys are all over the
>sage but the bees seem to be making do with the forget-me-nots and the
>wild onions. Presently 3:15 PM and 68F in that wide spot in the road
>that we call Forestville.
>
>www.enature.com is really helpful in identifying the local wild life.
Ahh **** Billy. I'm a gonna rain on your Apple Blossom Parade.
Ain't never much happening in this group that hasn't been xposted.
Should be, this is the edible, as in food, as in gotta have it
newsgroup. I'm gonna add to it.
Anyhows here's some rain fer yer garden...glad you had some hopeful
moments afore CharlieStormCloud arrived on the scene. ;-)
Yer Gloomy Bud
Charlie, have a nice day ;-)
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Thursday, 24 April 2008
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind
than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
~George Santayana~
The appearance of springtime in North America may be more welcome
this year than at anytime in recent history. The winter has been
long, cold, and dreary-particularly in the Rust Belt where the
devastations of housing foreclosures, unemployment, and the resultant
blight have left a trail of human misery and degradation not seen
since the Great Depression. Ten percent of the population of Ohio now
relies on food stamps while hordes of domestic animals abandoned in
foreclosed homes endure long and grotesque deaths from starvation.
For countless Americans across the nation, this winter has brought
with it something far more distressing than brutal, bone-chilling
temperatures-horrific, traumatic revelations that the American dream,
neatly packaged and sold for decades, has become their worst possible
nightmare. Should they happen to see on TV the guy from the
Countrywide commercial greeting them with "Homeowners...", they are
probably wondering why he hasn't been assassinated and at the very
least wondering why Countrywide is still in business.
Something is festering in the psyches of the formerly middle class
of this nation-something far more ominous than burgeoning public
assistance and food stamp applications or mushrooming meth labs. If
the subprime mortgage massacre had occurred in a vacuum, the dirty
little secret might have been kept a bit longer, but juxtaposing it
with Peak Oil, skyrocketing food prices, wacky weather and
debilitating droughts, not to mention proliferating pink slips, it
daily becomes embarrassingly obvious that Jim Kunstler was spot-on
when he uttered his infamous declaration in the do***entary, "The End
Of Suburbia" that "the entire suburban project is the greatest
misallocation of resources in the history of the world."
And yet during this "winter of disconnect" we have heard delusional
economists and the President himself describe the current horrors in
terms of "a soft patch" or the need to "ride this one out until
things bounce back." And overall, the human race is virtually
ignoring climate change and perseverating in the madness of the
ethanol panacea.
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