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The signs are up along Highway 90 in Gulfport, Mississippi. Judith was a force to be reckoned with on the coast, in life, and, it’s turning out (pun intended) in the afterlife.

She worked tirelessly to set aside and revegetate key parts of the public beach for nesting pairs of Least Terns. To this day her many birdwatching friends are still fighting to preserve and protect this habitat set aside for Least Tern breeding in 1976, right next to Gulfport-Biloxi’s busiest highway. It’s almost impossible to protect it from complete morons who still ignore the signs and fences and tromp through critical habitat, often in the middle of the night, crushing eggs and disturbing the chicks and their parents. I can remember as a kid the Terns dive bombing anyone who got near their nests, day or night.

My mother’s life story is good reading, and an example for anyone to follow in being a real environmentalist.



Thanks for visiting.  I spend most of my time out the West Fork so I may never have the privilege of meeting you. That is, unless you attend a house concert or help with your online marketing. Or we meet by chance at one of my favorite local haunts. The chef there, Michael Campbell, is a real life saver.

You may be wondering what our motivation to invite the Ravalli Republic to cover our concerts is: Why do my wife Tamera Rackham and I present touring acoustic musicians in our home on a regular basis? Simple: It’s great fun to stage these small events, and our friends (whether old or new, young or ancient) love the shows!

And on a practical note, knowing we’ll soon have a house full of guests, it’s a great motivator to clean up our house from top to bottom. :-)

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Fascinating testimony from Russell Tice, NSA Whistleblower examining NSA data collection methods and the involvement of major telcos in sharing your (our) information. Was your electronic communication and credit information collected and scrutinized by spooks and their elaborate data mining tools in this massive undertaking? Hmm, sure looks like it. Tice has been speaking out for several years in a brave attempt to uncloak the truth about this country’s wholesale disregard for and invasion of privacy for the sake of keeping us safe.

This man deserves a job in the Obama administration and a bust of his likeness placed on the desk of whoever is running the NSA.

Link to Wired article.

“Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
Our hands will never meet again.
Friends, if we have ever been,
Friends we cannot now remain.”

Thomas Hood 1799-1845

Want to see who your real friends are? It’s simple to lose some or all of your “oinker” friends. Just start trying to live your life more sustainably. Just start talking about it. Step away from the trough of materialism and see what happens. Cleave yourself off from the herd and learn how to reduce your carbon footprint. Start making needed adjustments in your lifestyle, and then start actively encouraging other people to reduce, reuse, recycle. Or no-cycle, as in do without.

Talk about being green and do the walk. Bring up environmental issues and explore the topic in earnest as if your life and theirs depended on it. You’re not an expert on being green, but you don’t have to be an expert to understand what is happening to this planet and what we need to do about it. But be ready for some good old fashioned blowback. And the occasional oink.

In some cases, you’ll be treated like a religious fundamentalist or a rabid sports fan, with a mix of open hostility, ridicule or misinformed amusement. Mostly you’ll be ignored, as I have. Very likely most people you consider to be friends and acquaintances will not ever take your efforts seriously. Some will even as far as to sever all contact with you just for crossing the line and talking about something that makes them extremely uncomfortable.

Why is that? Could it be they’re oinkers with snouts firmly planted in the trough who’d rather die than give up their place in line? Is there a “selfish” gene?

Being green is a personal decision that requires good self esteem that isn’t derived solely from what others think of you. You are more than the sumof your stuff and other people’s views of you. Oink. Nobody can decide for you that you will be a good environmentalist from this day forward. It’s your decision. It comes with a price in the social realm.

In this country, the default mode of environmentalism is switched to off or “bad” as people go about their daily business of consuming, traveling and basically trashing the earth’s resources. It’s up to you to take a stand and do something credible or not. But it’s easy to see why you probably won’t. You don’t care enough to lose friends who are stuck in trash mode and wish to remain there. After all, if you’re not consuming in lock step with them you’ll be kicked off the island because you’re no longer like them.

Of course you care about the environment, just not that much. I get it. Go get a double-bacon cheeseburger and make sure to fill your gas tank so you won’t miss a thing at the trough next to your beloved buddies.

Oink.

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.

©1997-2011 Jay Toups :-)