Flammable Fashions

It makes no sense to talk about anything else today. 5000 degrees. It seems like the very gates of hell are in danger of bursting wide open. I remember the cyclone that hit Burma some time back. The government (or junta, as it’s called) would not accept western aid and barred western reporting. What we did manage to see was horrible enough, though soon forgotten.

Japan is different. It is a cutting edge society that mirrors our own in many ways. We run similar risks; risks we never dare contemplate until it happens. I saw a man running away from an advancing wall of water. The water was way faster than he. The camera panned away before showing what likely took place.

I picture tsunamis of all kinds draped in political garb: Islamic aggression; unsustainable spending and debt; the steady advance of liberalism (progressivism, socialism, communism) and, of course, ignorance.

Things in general are in flux and moving - which is not necessarily a bad thing. The stock market generates money whether it’s moving up or down. The puzzle is to predict correctly which way it’s going to go. When all signs point one way, it’s usually a good idea to run the other - unless, of course, one happens to get struck by traffic.

The nuclear power industry is likely dead (if it wasn‘t already). Indian Point will likely be shut down and buried. Rolling black-outs will become a part of our lives. We’ll build back-up systems for hospitals and the like. Homes too will have some kind of configuration of batteries, solar panels and wind turbines (for those who can‘t be without).

Perhaps this will be the shot in the arm the green army needs to get off the ground. In the meantime, we will review our teaching moments and spin them to suit our asbestos egos while insisting on wearing the fetching colors of government issued hazmat forms and labels, praying to God they might catch fire and burn.

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