Welcome back to the fall/winter season of Resilience :=) Let’s talk about what climate change is doing to rainfall, how that affects our buildings, and the importance of the humble eavestrough. I learned something about eavestroughs (sp?) this past spring and summer and thought we could kick off with this topic as the fall rains approach in some parts of the continent. More below:
So the other night I was watching on the television a show. And in it a man was trying to open his safe. It was a combination safe. He was spinning the big black dial, to and fro, in some obvious, mumbling difficulty, about remembering the correct numbers.
Watching this, I suddenly realized, that I don't know, how a combination safe, actually works. I know there is something in there, in the safe, called "tumblers." But I don't really know what they are. I know that, generally, you have to hit, with the black dial, three numbers—turning left, right, left; or maybe right, left, right—and if you perform this operation properly, the 
safe will open. But I don't know what the actual mechanism is—how the safe, actually, works.
And I lay there wondering: how long, has it been? That I haven't known this? That I haven't known, how works, a combination safe? Have I always not known, how such a safe works? Or did I know, once upon a time, but the knowledge, it has since swirled down the drain, of the creeping dementia? I don't know. I'm pretty sure, that I have never known, how such a thing works. And then I wondered: why? Why, have I never known?
Soon the show, on the television, it was getting away from me; and then it was lost to me, and I no longer knew what was going on there. I really don't know, now, whether the guy ever successfully entered his safe, or not. Because I was tumbling, there in my mind, which was being revealed to me as a vast empty cavern of non-knowledge, through all the things, that I don't know. There seemed to be an endless amount of them. And it is, now, three days later. And I am still counting. All the ways. Of what I don't know. I believe I could still be so counting. With the last breath. Of my life.
Election fever season seems to be heating up to a level unprecedented in recent cycles and the hype is getting pretty thick relative to the significance of the election.
Not that you asked for my opinion, but, this is probably the least important election of my lifetime. That is not to say that other events are not consequential, we live in precarious times with the sands of change shifting under our feet. The thing is, it's quite unlikely that this election will make any difference in addressing the urgent situations that humankind is facing.
We have gotten to the point in the cycle where we can say that (excluding the occurance of a miracle) the winner of the election will either be an unhinged, deeply corrupt, war-mongering, McCarthyite, racist, austerity and globalization-promoting, fracking queen - or it will be an unhinged, austerity-promoting, tax-chopping, racist, ego-driven, narcissistic, climate-change-denying, loose cannon, con-man.
In other words, the Democrat or the Republican will probably win.
I've deleted my essays. I do not know how to delete comments. This is a fascist site! Remove me immediately!
From The Hill
"I was sort of Robin Hood, except I didn't rob anybody," Clinton said. "I just asked people with money to give it to people who didn't have money."
From POLITICO
Ok, well, not so much a Press Conference as a drive by in the air:
1--Installed new software, checked site, everything looks hunky dory.
2--In a big hurry to leave for Labor Day cookout. Leave for cookout.
3--Come home a few hours later, checked site, site gone. Uh oh!
September 5 is the 248th day of the year. There are 117 days left.
Today's number is 5
It's easier for me (for anyone, I guess) to report on someone else's reporting - here, I'm looking for what's been missed, and it's taken me some time... here's what I've got:
