Thursday, February 27, 2014

Ordinary 3D analysis of Real Time

After seven years of flirting and inspiring mayhem I think it's time to float down to earth and offer a critique of Real Time.

Didn't you say sometime back you don't do the show when you're high? Maybe it's because I was high watching it, but I could swear last Friday you looked zonked out of your gourd, as when you interviewed Michelle Alexander, author of "The New Jim Crowe" and said "...As opposed to what, pop a cap in Brian William's ass?"

Hey, I agree, rules are made to be broken, and what with the super popularity of weed these days, why not test the empathy of HBO? Soon, when everybody must get stoned, we won't need to limit you to premium cable, like a guilty pleasure.

And keep driving home the point about racism and how people like George Zimmerman and Michael Dunn think they're the victims. Here's a scene from a movie made in 1950, "No Way Out" with Sidney Poitier, Richard Widmark and Linda Darnell, bringing it home in a way we don't often see today.

That was the good news about Real TIme, now here's the constructive criticism...

Before making fun of bishops praying for rain, why not delve more deeply in the ordinary dimension of drought relief, namely desalination. Not to mention that your guest, Charles Cooke, asserted that some are making the drought worse on purpose. Now that's a comment to expound on.

I've been peeking out in public lately, with this post on the CONtrail:

Desalination is the answer. I wonder if this drought is geo engineered to pressure the environmental groups blocking its implementation? These wildlife preservation groups are blocking the desalination project because the machines suck in marine life. There is a way to avoid this, but Poseidon, the desalination company ready to serve California, says it's too expensive. I looked all over the internet  to find out if it's really a wildlife lobby that has the power to stop such a huge project, but I couldn't find any industrial special interest lobby hiding behind the environmentalists.
Is it possible the desalination companies are behind the drought, to finally unblock permits to desalinate? Especially as Texas, Florida, Israel, Arab countries and lots of Caribbean islands desalinate successfully. On our island, the fish affected by desalination machines are routed to a very large basin where they mature and are then fished by local fishermen. What wildlife are the CA environmentalists trying to protect? Someone please explain what's going on here. 
Reply by Gerry Paterson: 
Unfortunately desalination uses ALOT of power, so cranks up those Nukes! Composting, banning chemicals and flush toilets is a good start. Followed by "civilization" as we know it... 
Reply by Cat Brown: 
Nevertheless cost is coming down, and when you can't flush or grow food, it could become a palatable idea. From Wikipedia: "Energy consumption of sea water desalination can be as low as 3 kWh/m^3,[5] similar to the energy consumption of existing fresh water supplies transported over large distances,[6] but much higher than local fresh water supplies which use 0.2 kWh/m^3, or less.[7]Supplying all domestic water by seawater desalination would increase US domestic energy consumption by around 10%, about the amount of energy used by a domestic refrigerator [10]" 
Wikipedia lists 23 countries using desalination, but forgot my home island of St. Maarten, of course :) Note that we are a small Caribbean island which uses desalination interspersed with personal rain collection cisterns. Our minimum wage is only $4.50 per hour, yet we don't hear people bitching about the water bill. Of these couple dozen countries, Australia benefits from some of the most advanced, humane methods:
"The Kwinana desalination plant opened in Perth in 2007. Water there and at Queensland's Gold Coast Desalination Plant and Sydney's Kurnell Desalination Plant is withdrawn at only 0.1 meters per second (0.33 ft/s), which is slow enough to let fish escape. The plant provides nearly 140,000 cubic meters (4,900,000 cu ft) of clean water per day. [42]" 
When researching the subject as it pertains to California, I ran across so much academic jargon and argumentation, pros and cons of every ilk and persuasion... they're likely to all dehydrate and mummify as they debate the issue.
 Reply by George W. Reichel:
LOL. I agree. The party mix state... fruits, nuts and flakes.

What did I get from this? It's a good idea to grow your own food.

And what about our blog's traditional nasty habit of reading between the lines of Real Time? By now you must be wondering, "when am I gonna get walloped?"

In the last post I mentioned setting up a photo shoot with Estelle, my Parisian friend and photographer. What I had in mind was showing you my silver lamé dress. When I heard last week's New Rules though, I realized you may have had something else in mind, like titties. Here's the last part of New Rules, which is basically a plea to read newspapers, but also looks like a plug for Huffington Post because these days it's unrealistic to expect people to pick up a nasty pile of ink covered scrap.

A jellyfish washes up on a beach and exposes its nipple? About as likely as someone reading a newspaper... unless of course it's seen in the context of last week's announcement to do a photo shoot. And me, completely enamored, did just what you asked, and here's what I sent the other day:

Padner! Did I wish you a happy birthday?

There was a little discussion with our angel as to whether the nude should be posted in the blog, and I complained that for the sake of science it would be a shame to not post it and miss the opportunity to document any magical reaction. Angel quipped, "Now we wouldn't want to ever miss showing off a single magical reaction, would we?" Well that's right! How could I leave any out? So here's what happened. After I posted the nude, here comes snow storm Titan. Did you bring up the nipple in anticipation of Titan? I don't think so, and I never think ahead like that either, it just happens. How about my belated birthday wishes? I have to admit, it took me this long to get used to the barrage of donkey and jellyfish jokes, and I only now feel like wishing you a happy birthday. And did you notice the latest dead celebrity peek-a-boo? I sent you the birthday tweet on Feb 23th, and Harold Ramis passed away the next day.  Har! Old, ram is!   No, I wouldn't leave out any of these wordsmith sparklers... By the way, the other day my finger clicked on Google+ in the Blogger dashboard, showing me how easy it is to share this blog. The idea about not being seen unless I wash up on the beach and expose a nipple made me think it would be fun to get looked at and perhaps get some interesting feedback on the countless instances of magic contained herein. So here we go, Google+ family!

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