As 2010, two-oh, one-oh, rhymes with Apolo Ohno, gropes its way onward my gut revolts. The feeling is somewhat like one gets from television when some inane clip is repeated like a dripping faucet. But the images and words that have me this morning were not on television and were not inane. Nor were they strictly repetitious, as the details were new. I had thought I could read carefully for ever, but my gut revolts. I know that hundreds upon thousands upon hundreds of people are being killed and worse because of high muckety muck planning. I know that children are being thrust into hell not youth. I know that veterans are being discarded like used cars. I know that we are being lied to as a matter of course. I have needed to read the daily versions of these, these, demonic churnings because I was writing a weekly column and could tell myself I was doing my part in protest. And yes, I read before as well, but that was before the full force of the enormity of evil hit me. I would jokingly refer to the unfolding...

The first characterization of nondollar money is that it’s anything but funny. What it is, is endlessly fascinating. Money, as you know, trumps political theory, morals, religion, economics, and gunpowder. Money controls society the way blood controls the body. And that control resides with the issuer, just like the genie in the bottle said. Alternate currency is a poor name, instead try alternate existence. Also, you may want to think twice about entering into a study of money for if you start you will never finish. Take Tom Greco. He’s not finished yet, and I wish he would finish so he can end his serial bookage. Vashon needs funny money primarily for the blood reason and also against hyperinflation. You see, we are already ill, and the flood of corruption from Wall Street, Pentagon and Congress here in Vashon is still a trickle. Illness symptoms divide into the physical and the mental. The long semis carting off wastewater and short semis carting off unprocessed solid waste are prominent lumps in the ferry...

The first collateral evidence that Greener Times is no more is that I no longer know what day of the week it is. In addition, or rather, more importantly, GT leaves a Nation in disarray. It's difficult to find words to express the dread emotion with which I see on the tube nice people talking about a well-meaning, functioning US government while at the same time that government is sanctioning assorted crimes against humanity. Vermont wants out. California is reaching for a sky hook to get real health care. North Dakota  has its own State bank. But Vashon, sweet Vashon, is in clover.  The Thriftway lot is full, our Gardens are Toured, and our bistros rock. Unify against Patty Murray the war goddess of Easter Island? Unify against Glacier? Unify against the Federal Reserve? Unify against the most regressive tax system in the USA? Hey, smell the lavender, you'll feel better.

By now, given the unmistakable warning signs, we could have had a dual currency and self-paid health care working in synergism. K-2,...

The acceleration of bad news that is now pulling G’s in our National Cockfight Pit make it increasingly difficult to compose a decent message to the menwomen of Vashon. That’s because Vashon persists in thinking it is immune from, or using its language, cannot affect, national chaos. Do I therefore start writing in capitals with color and hold down the exclamation point key? Possibly. So read carefully now lest I do: Vashon society is dysfunctional, and here’s what the tea leaves in my last cup at the Luna have to say about that. We’re dysfunctional because our bond with youth and our bonds with neighbors are broken. A prominent example is K-2 wherein a few elite and a cloistered Community Council never got beyond thinking the problem was how to make money off it. They should have asked how K-2 could be used to prepare Vashon for the coming economic and social challenge. Another example, we adults wring our hands and twist our knickers over this or that misbehavior in the young. Please PLEASE PLEASE uh-oh, please...

Ellen Brown, who seems to be everywhere all at onecet writes today on how Canada came to fund healthcare with a public bank. The model was the island of Guernsey over there in the English Channel, and it was the cows that figured out how. She also explains the recent onset of degradation of the Canadian system, itself most interesting. Anyway, while musing over what she wrote one could not help recalling all the stuff that William Greider and Tom Greco and that genius Bernard Lietaer have written on the nature of money. All of a sudden it clicked: money other than specie money is simply trust that you will be compensated for something you have done or transferred. Funny, I've read that a dozen times but this nth time it had a clicking sound with it. Here is the click version of saying that money is trust:  In order to get something beyond your means accomplished, you organize a group of people to do it. Then the  arrangement by which those people get compensated is money. Money is trust. The clicking sound got...

The last Greener Times of 2009 suggests that US salvation could be won on the streets of the District of Columbia, and accordingly paints a picture of one million seriously pissed off souls occupying it. That's a lot of urine. Thinking about the logistics has turned up the obvious:  Island mobile units complete with medical, food, and sanitation. Composed of neighbors and friends, a unit once formed could respond to a variety of emergencies as well as that ultimate. Having this come to mind clicks with Joe Ulatoski's  NERO strategy for earthquakes etc.. Making a socio-political unit from a NERO would be unwise if the "politico" element became partisan, but if you read the GT piece you see that its idea of street presence is precisely to abandon political affiliation. So some of the NEROs might in fact become nuclei for street work. Off island, you understand. Anyway, the idea of fairly permanent mobile units for "street work" would have collateral impact on island life. Yeah, I know the Beachcomber is 100% for...

Let’s marvel at industry’s attention to breast cancer and menopause only where profitable. Let’s marvel at the back of hand misogyny of a Congress whose palm is out for the healthcare industry to salve. And let’s marvel at the spectacle of senator Ben Nelson making sure women cannot get care for a basic female need. Let’s recoil from all that callous hypocrisy to honor what women do in addition to supplying half the brains on this planet. I hardly know where to begin, so might as well start with the two mammaries, those wonderful hug bumpers. Industry has interfered with their primary purpose by sly promotion of bottle feeding here and by criminal promotion of bottle feeding in the third world. Industry has hijacked their secondary function of attraction to create an unhealthy fixation on fake standards of beauty. All of this contributes to the noted travesties. Anyway in regard to mammaries I am reminded of a story about cows my wife told her grandaughter the other day. My wife grew up on a dairy farm in Oppdal,...

There is this racetrack and these four Jockeys.  The Book of Revelations had it that Conquest, War, Famine and Death were  neck and neck.  But in today's news Death is in first place and the other three are in second place riding the same horse. What prompted that take is the unnerving revelation that no matter how bad the news is on a given day it will be worse the next. Clearly, we Americans  are not connecting the dashes. If we were, we would have placed our list of jockey woes in the context of the 450 silos in the US Midwest each containing a bomb capable of killing every soul in a city of two million people.

 

The "dash" that set me off today was the pentagon setting up shop in Colombia to terrorize all of South America http://dandelionsalad.wordpress.com/2009/12/18/eva-golinger-obama-is-preparing-for-war-in-south-america- It was then I remembered what I was doing at Boeing...

Mark Jensen says: ". . . .It is surprising that one so clear-sighted as Glenn Greenwald cannot see what this consensus means.  --  It means that not only is the U.S. government a national security state, it is also the case that U.S. society is militarist, that is, has embraced militarism as an ideology and as a social system.  --  Its policies are largely directed by a miltary caste, what the Pentagon calls "core warrior values" are regularly propagandized, and its social system is dependent on aggressive preparedness for war and on aggression itself."  Here's what pushed Mark's button:

THE STRANGE CONSENSUS ON OBAMA'S NOBEL ADDRESSBy Glenn GreenwaldSalon.comDecember 11, 2009 So, I copied this because if Mark is right, which he is, then the current move in Seattle to dump Patty Murray is going to need a howitzer loaded with silver bullets. She's a war goddess. Furthermore, it's not just Murray, it's like Mark says, it's us. Ike was right but Mark is righter.  Menwomen, for as long as towns like Vashon...

Upon receiving a Christmas card bearing the image of The Three Kings I realized that what really fries my butt is a  US administration that persists in abetting genocide in the birthplace of Christ. Yeah, I know Obama tried to snuff the West Bank settlements, but he didn't spend much of his political capital and failed. Plus, he has not even tried to save Gaza. I stand, uh, sit, fried.