Another dog and pony with a potential investor in my company who “knows other people with money” happened yesterday, and this afternoon the person sent me a polite no thanks email.  Didn’t offer to make a symbolic donation.  Or even leave a personal endorsement on our web site. Instead she spent 5 valuable hours interrogating me like a beat cop to come to her “decision” to refuse to even introduce me to people in her loop.

Worse, this person wouldn’t even consider tapping out a 100-word endorsement for introducing water-soluble, biodegradable fuel made from wastes. She couldn’t see the value in lending her name to our effort because “nobody” knows her. (Never mind that the request is coming from the company’s CEO, who’s also been a personal friend for a decade, he thinks it’s important enough to ask.)  Besides being lame it’s completely untrue; she is quite well known and respected. But this is the norm in latter-day America. Hide when somebody asks you to do the right thing, especially when it involves taking a chance.

People not willing to lend their name to a new business with an incredible mission, even when the upside is a complete remake of the energy landscape, and a real hope of repairing the planet’s tattered environment, is absolutely baffling.

It takes more than money to shift an unhealthy, some would say suicidal, fossil energy paradigm. Petroleum and coal are filthy, toxic sources of energy that can be made much cleaner simply by making and blending in clean higher mixed alcohol fuels before they’re combusted.  All that needs to happen is for you to shine a light on the subject!

It takes intestinal fortitude and stubbornness to keep pushing when nobody is behind you supporting the business effort beyond lip service.  Even good lip service is hard to come by. But text is too much trouble for people who believe they aren’t capable of making a difference in large-scale outcomes, or that a simple endorsement doesn’t matter.  What if your endorsement was the one that tipped the scales in our favor?

Next! Care to leave your endorsement of Bioroot Energy? Here you go. Thank you very much, it is greatly appreciated.



jay_toups_telecommuter_since_1998In Montana, short visits can turn into long ones.

In 1998 almost everyone worried about the Y2K issue.  It turned out not to be a big deal.  Then came September 11, 2001, which continues to be a big deal (at least for some), and our rosily naive American outlook began to crumble across the board, eroding by the day.  Wars, killer hurricanes, and economic calumny ensued. 8 more years pass and today we’re worried (some terrified) about almost everything: the climate, the economy, and the environment.

It’s all gotten much worse, hasn’t it? Oh, you haven’t noticed? Been living under a rock? How about in front of a television? What mainstream media is serving up might not be the whole truth.

Can you see, learn about and appreciate the world better by staying put and browsing your way around the world? Would the world be a better place if more of us stuck closer to home and practiced what is often our worst skill: Internet computing? The answer from my perspective is a definite yes!

By inclination, and twelve years of work-at-home conditioning, I see our world and interact with other people from a very different angle as a telecommuting techie type.  Face time is a rare luxury to me because we live in the woods, and all my clients live somewhere else. Online is it. So when I do interact with people in the real world, it’s a treat because I’m not living among the teeming hordes. As a result I’ve lost that weary, urbanized social fatigue somewhere along the line…I’m not tired of people. Yay! Life among people is a carnival and I have the energy to enjoy them.

For most people I know, travel is something that happens almost exclusively in the physical world, such as driving to work and back each day. Or going on vacation, or “expeditions” to far flung corners of the world.

Online travel? For most people it’s limited to shopping at Amazon (online mall if there ever was one), and Facebook excursions, where people can hook up and exchange one liners across great distances, mostly. Facebook has become the new email on steroids, easier to use, and with words, pics and videos posted in full view of one’s friends, which makes it even more stimulating. But it’s kind of like cotton candy. Tastes good, but gives you no nourishment, save for the few people who take the time to comment or post their own stuff.

After 12 years of working from home here in outer Montana, I’m sure my perspective isn’t just a paranoid Kaczinsky-esque delusion fueled by too many lattes or too many hours years working alone. (I’m down to 1 cup of java a day, so that’s definitely not it…and I’ve been making sure to get out and interact with real people instead of mailing them bombs.)

In the meantime, our world suffers ever more dearly from the byproducts of our supposed freedoms. Travel (at least in a car or truck) is a big nasty byproduct! Until mankind learns to stay put, we’re screwed. Got it?

Recreation, online or offline, is where you find it. And so is a contrary thought to stir the conscience of anyone who ventures here.

A local couple looks forward to a long weekend attending a music festival 120 miles from their mountaintop home.  Man gets up early the day before they plan to depart and drives his econobox diesel import 90 miles closer to the event to set up a tent early (he’s a cautious guy) to reserve a spot in a campground located 30 miles from the festival grounds.

90 miles later, the man returns home, having laid the groundwork for a wonderful American-style weekend.

Early the next morning the man gets up and drives 40 miles round trip to drop off their dog to a dogsitter. (Me.) Man then returns home, hooks up pickup truck to his 5th wheel RV and along with spousal unit drives 75 miles up and over a mountain pass back to the aforementioned campground.  Sets up RV camp, eats dinner. Probably asleep before sunset.

Friday morning they get in their pickup truck and drive 30 miles to the festival. Drink beer, eat food, listen to music. All well and good. Then its 30 more miles back to camp.

Saturday morning they again drive 30 miles to the festival. Drink beer, eat food, listen to music. All well and good. Then its 30 more miles back to camp.

Sunday morning they drive 30 miles to the festival. Drink beer, eat food, listen to music. All well and good. By afternoon they’ve had enough of the sun, food and music, then its 30 more miles back to camp. The man and woman pack up and head home, 75 miles away.

Once back home, man drops off spousal unit and RV, jumps back into the econobox and drives 40 miles round trip to retrieve his dog.

He was dog tired too.

Isn’t freedom wonderful?

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But is this kind of excess an anomaly for the couple in their quest for mobility? Uh, nope. The man has driven more than once from Montana to the east coast to bring cases of wine to his old friends.

Enjoy what could well be our last few months of culturally reinforced American insularity and relative plenitude. But at least put this bit of news in your pipe and smoke it in the meantime.  Talk about it with family and friends. Or start digging up your backyard to grow some veggies.

I’m a happy guy despite how it may appear, but I am concerned about our economic situation. And I’m sure you probably are as well. If you aren’t concerned yet, you will be, even if you are a filthy rich redneck living off the grid at the end of your private road.

I think Americans across the board are about to experience a whole new world of hardship and economic pain that is incomprehensible to most of us at this juncture. I really hope not, but I’m not going betting against this out of control economic freight train.

“Barack Obama, and the criminal class on Wall Street, aided by a corporate media that continues to peddle silly video moments, fatuous gossip and trash talk as news while we endure the greatest economic crisis in our history, may have fooled us, but the rest of the world knows we are bankrupt. And these nations are damned if they are going to continue to prop up an inflated dollar and sustain the massive federal budget deficits, swollen to over $2 trillion, which fund America’s imperial expansion in Eurasia and our system of casino capitalism. They have us by the throat. They are about to squeeze.”

Link to Truthdig article.

So what’s the big problem? The rest of the world’s leading nations are actively dumping the dollar as reserve currency. What does this mean? How about the end of the American way of life. The end of American hegemony. The end of rampant militarization.  And possibly much, much worse.

When we elected Barack Obama, I was hopeful until I realized (again) that the problems which ail our country are fatal flaws that no politician can possibly fix. We are beyond broke. But of course, Obama’s good at fixing small problems with a single swat.

We are to put it mildly, screwed. Don’t say you didn’t know or believe the worst was still in front of you, read the article and get ready for the next economic crapstorm.

Hide me as a friend if you don’t like the topic. Or thank me later after you acknowledge that nobody you know is really talking about what’s going to happen next in this country. It’s called denial.

Or don’t thank me at all. But at least try to remove as much of yourself from the tracks as you can or you might get squashed flat like a Lincoln cent or smushed like the fly in the vid.

Sure you care about the environment? When’s the last time you walked somewhere you would normally drive to? Rode a bicycle to do an errand? Recycled anything? Grew a garden or started a compost heap? Stayed home because you felt a trip was somehow wasteful and unneccessary? Bought something practical at a flea market or second hand store, like clothing? Said “I don’t need a bag” at the supermarket?

Think you care about politics? When’s the last time you wrote a letter to your congressperson or senator about an issue that concerns you? When’s the last time you expressed your opinion about this country’s foreign policies or current leadership among a group of people? When is the last time you tried to change anyone’s mind about their political position? Have you ever boycotted anything to protest a company’s actions, such as child labor exploitation or environmental negligence?

Sure you care about the US economy and your pocketbook? Does our country being technically bankrupt bother you? How about the $400+ billion we’ve squandered in Iraq? How much money do you have in the bank? Did you earn any interest income last year? How much money do you blow on useless stuff? How many times a week do you eat at a restaurant?

So you care about other people? When’s the last time you replied to anything you’ve read online? Unlike television, the web is a bi-directional medium. When’s the last time you made a donation to a charity whose work you support?

Think you care about being more than what you do for a living? When’s the last time you took a day off just for you? Do you have a hobby or a passion?

Think you care about the truth? Does it make you mad that someone else has the nerve to ask what you think about it?

Good.

Running and writing for a blog that deals head on with you and your connection to some of the top issues facing humanity and all life on Earth is tantamount to standing on a street corner 24/7 handing out “Repent Now!” flyers to people as they pass by. Most of the flyers get tossed without a read. Normal people seldom bother to look up, stop, say hello, ask a question, or exhibit interest that could somehow derail their headlong rush to wherever.

Some are curious enough to cast a sidelong glance at the billboard I’m wearing or stop to consider the content of the flyer before moving on. Others are hard as stone and keep their attention focused on the sidewalk. They’ve seen it all. Right.

If you’re one of those people just passing by, I’m the foam-flecked, bearded guy with flame in his eyes and passion in his voice, urging you to mend your environmental ways. But unlike most street corner evangelists, I’m on EVERY street corner.

Ignore the messenger if you will, but you ignore the message at your peril.

Another hysterical “the sky is falling” environmental site? Not exactly. The Whirled Home Journal exaggerates or misrepresents nothing with regard to our declining environmental state. The stories you find here are, sad to say, true. Statements written and posted to this journal will always be backed by factual evidence.

Beyond the gloom and doom, this site will focus on the positive things people can do to reduce their environmental footprint. At least people with a heart and a conscience.

If you want to live in the state of denial, fine. Your children will pay the price. Not you.

If you want to improve life on earth, welcome. Your children will thank you for sticking up for what is right and good and sustainable.

Here it is, Christmas Day 2006. It’s been snowing gangbusters here in western Montana. All is quiet, all is still. All is peaceful. Or so it seems.

2006 was a year of treading water, at best. The rich got richer. The poor got poorer. Governments became even more ruthless and reckless, pursuing nuclear technologies, testing nuclear weapons, wasting soldiers lives and hundreds of billions spreading the seeds of “democracy” where it is neither welcome or understood, all while ignoring the real environmental problems they are facing in their own backyards. And we proles kept spending.

And since you’re likely to be somewhere in the gaping maw known as the middle class here in Amerikay, you probably felt the squeeze on your resources from every direction; energy, food, transportation, housing. No wonder we don’t have much of our collective human spirit to focus on solving environmental problems when it requires all any one person can muster to sustain their lifestyle.

Oh I know. It’s all just business as usual. The way of things. For now at least. But while you were living your life and feathering your nest, the earth got hammered, again. Worldwide, we exceeded all records for carbon dioxide output, and moved the bar higher on solid waste. Temperatures have risen to their highest in the past 1 million years. How can next year bring any improvement, unless we take a closer look at the real source of the problem: ourselves, the 7 billion people living like there’s no tomorrow?

Hmm, maybe tomorrow doesn’t mean very much after all the lip service and wishful thinking I’ve heard from well-intentioned people. Could be why nobody in this country saves much money either. In tomorrow’s world, money won’t mean much because our progeny will have much bigger problems to cope with, like finding themselves without clean air, clean water, or food.

So be thankful you live in a time when you can ignore the world at large and block it out with material comforts. We of today are truly blessed, in a wickedly finite way. And successive generations cursed—saddled with a diminished set of expectations and a polluted planet as a result.

Whirled Home Journal wishes you and yours a 2007 full of happiness and joy driven by introspection and reconsideration of the material world that defines us all. A self-reckoning for the good of the world around you. Because who you are isn’t best measured by what you own or what you preach or believe. It will be best measured in the world of tomorrow by what you do (or don’t do) about the environment around you today.

And here’s wishing you a little less of everything to illumine your path.

Take a hard look around. What do you see, really? A world consumed with itself, billions of people whose only principle motivation is to feed their faces and buy stuff to feather their nests. Damn the environmental and political torpedoes, it’s full speed ahead. Business as usual. The corporate makeover of our beautiful world continues apace and you are a pawn in the game. Responsible for the outcome even. And the outcome doesn’t look too good.

If you don’t believe me, take a hard look around.

I’ve been writing this blog and beating this drum now for over 4 years. In that time, not a single reader has weighed in with a rebuttal or “right on” acknowledgement that this assertion “we’re doomed” may very well be true. And if not one reader can even bring themself to endorse the notion that things may be worse than we realize, it is a sure bet that they aren’t doing anything to ameliorate the problem, like walking to work, recycling, nocycling, bicycling, or being a vegetarian at least one day a week.

Funny thing is, most people who read this blog are my friends and family. What does this mean, other than nobody, not even one’s mother, loves a gloom and doomer? It means most people, like you, can’t handle the truth, much less do anything to shape the outcome. Just like Jack Nicholson said to Tom Cruise.

At this point, I’ve learned not to care what people such as you think. I have learned that it doesn’t matter what others do or don’t do. It matters what I do. I can control that. Which means I can control what flies out of my fingers as I write this diatribe. And adjust accordingly.

What about you? Is your head buried in the superifical sand, or burrowed deeply up the eliminative canal where the sun doesn’t shine?

I thought so. Have a nice day being a wallflower AND an enviro-schmuck.

Fight for our beliefs. It is what humans are born and bred throughout life to do. It’s the basis of America’s two-party political system. We do it unconsciously and consciously. We learn at an early age to slap labels on the other side of our public (and private) issues rather than dig for common understanding and resolution that benefits both sides. We almost never ask whether there is a more holistic, consensus-based approach to resolving such things. That usually comes after the damage has been done.

We learn to debate and entrench, not necessarily to resolve, our common issues. And the entrenched political debate is tellingly inefficient at producing tangible results, such as reducing our dependence on imported oil, or even more tellingly, reducing our national debt. We have learned to be exquisitely stubborn. We have also learned to ignore the elephant in the room of all public discourse in this country: the truth.

Choose any public issue. The war in Iraq. The price of gasoline. Guns, abortion rights, freedom of speech, the environment. What does it all come down to? Your opinion. My opinion. Right, left, red, blue, Democrat, Republican, atheists, neocons, etc. Money and power. Most issues come down to the pitting of one faction against another as the best way to move forward. Whichever group has the strongest argument (replete with means of funding) wins. And as a result of this outrageously expensive and wasteful political sideshow, we’re not moving forward. On the contrary our country is moving backward because we’re not practicing anything more than how to be good team members in whatever games we’re currently playing.

Polemic and polarity is no longer enough. It’s not a game with two sides.

Why do our politicians divide universal issues, such as the environment, into parts? Why do you? Do tree huggers and real estate developers have anything in common? We all breathe the air, and we all want to ensure that our progeny will be able to breathe the air (and drink the water) in fifty years. Instead, this country pays lip service to the global environment even as it wages a war to ensure that it continues to lead the world in per capita energy consumption and greenhouse gas emissions. The U.S. actually increased its output of gases 2 percent this year, according to the government’s latest report.

Bottom line: we’re all hypocrites because the numbers don’t lie.

Our soldiers are dying in Iraq for oil, to implement democracy, and to ensure that Americans continue squandering the very substance that threatens to poison our beautiful country and the entire planet. The USA is setting a particularly tragic example for India and China, which have both, along with USA, opted out of Kyoto Treaty protocols. So we have nearly half the world’s population committed politically to endorsing and protecting their short-term interests on one “side” of the environmental issues facing all of humanity.

It is a dangerous game that cannot be won by any amount of partisan politics and cultural denial. This is a game we will all lose. The environment we are collectively destroying today all but assures a bleak future in which succeeding generations will pay with their lives for our heedless abnegation of moral responsibility.

We’re Not Number 1: We’re Better Than That

Why does the US government have 8 trillion dollars in debt? How does being in hock up to our ears benefit America in world affairs or at home? Does anyone really believe that our crushing debt doesn’t matter because it will be offset by ‘growth’ in our GNP? I would happily write a check for the $28,000 dollars representing my portion of the national debt if I thought it was a good investment. Would you write a similar check?

My fellow Americans, might we try to practice our worst skills for a change? Don’t leap to judgement, suspend it. Don’t slice and dice the issues and focus on your side of the big story, focus on the whole solution. Don’t practice being right or “first” at all costs. Practice self-doubt, real soul searching, and compromise with the world around you for the good of all. Don’t wait for our leaders to lead. Develop sustainable lifestyles in which “less” is actually “more.” Practice happiness through equanimity. If you can get through this letter to the editor, and fully understand the word equanimity, you’ll be well on your way.

The Truth Is Not a Football, Sis Boom Bah

Still equate economic progress with taking everything good and whole in this world and cutting it into parts? Just keep doing what you’re doing and watch what happens in coming years.

When a sufficient amount of this beautiful blue and green planet is burned to cinders and riven into cutlets, it will be game over. No side will win. There won’t be a Hail Mary, 4th-down conversion that saves the day either way. The teams, fans, and cheerleaders on all sides will fail to avert a disastrous outcome by having done nothing, either politically or personally, to change the course of future events while there was a fighting chance. The NFL, the NBA, and NASCAR Nation will all be no longer because humanity will be no longer.

Perish the thought.

Some things are better off viewed from all angles but left alone and appreciated intact. Like rattlesnakes, grizzly bears and frogs. Like the truth in all things big and small.

- Happy Holidaze from your pal in the pines…

It seems most people in the industrialized world have their hands full with their own lives. So full in fact that there’s no room left for civic discourse, or enough energy left at the end of the day for taking any kind of action. If this describes you, congratulations, you’re leading a really small life.

Do you ignore environmental problems and leave it to “professionals” to make all the tough decisions?

Do you recycle anything? Do you avoid making unneccessary trips in your car?

Do you speak up when someone else voices an opinion on an issue that you don’t agree with?

Do you think that lay people who speak up on environmental and political issues are different than you, as in they “don’t know their place?”

Do you have a passion (okay, guts) for making your points when there’s a need?

When it comes to spiritual guidance, do you leave it all in God’s hands or do you seek a fuller understanding beyond that provided in the Bible, Torah or the Koran?

Do you think those who are elected to serve in government have your best interests in mind when making policy or budget decisions?

Do you think pre-emptively invading another country to ‘establish democratic ideals’ is America’s duty or blatant petronomics?

Do you think invading another country to ensure cheap gasoline is justified because you are a slave to your car and can’t afford higher gas prices?

Do you think that people who ask too many questions are without shame, bothersome, or silly, or wasting their time?

When it comes to making a difference, not all ‘points of light’ burn at the same intensity.

©1997-2011 Jay Toups :-)