9 thoughts on “Yes, He Does”

  1. Remember the bad ol’ days when the LA basin was covered in oil wells? (Supposedly Beverly Hills HS had one on its property.) Now we’ve got a state that imports most of its energy from Nevada and Arizona. As well as shipping most of its water in from hundreds of miles away.

    If the Democratics get the shooting war they seem to want, those supply lines (as PG&E has shown again this summer) are vulnerable to disruption. Luckily the Klantifa seem to be happy with just being jerks at an individual, retail level and in general we don’t seem to have any Tim McVeigh wannabes (yet).

  2. Well, good. There is more of that natural gas to heat my house and to generate hot water for me then.

    1. I’m with you, Paul. And better yet, while they lower demand, thus cost, for natural gas; they also raise the price for importing electricity from neighboring states. It’s like they really believe in this wealth redistribution, and that they need to give their money to the good folks in Nevada. Bless their heart.

      1. Yes, when the starving casino owners needed a business with a higher profit margin, California delivered! Minor distractions like covid and a fading economy can’t deter California from its critical war on electricity!

  3. From the same people who want to prevent poor countries around the world from using fossil fuels to power their countries so that they can stop using cow dung to cook their food. Nothing is better for the environment than everyone using cow dung to cook 3 meals a day.

    It isn’t rational but when was sciencism ever rational?

  4. I wonder how they will feel when their favorite bistros and upscale dining establishments can no longer make the food they enjoy, because without commercial gas, the temperatures and BTU volume required just simply cannot be maintained.

  5. Renner’s Motie seemed to search for a word. Visibly, she gave up.

    “Renner, I must tell you of a creature of legend.”

    “Say on.” Renner’s image dialed for coffee. Coffee and stories, they went together.

    “We will call him Crazy Eddie, if you like. He is a … he is like me, sometimes, and he is a Brown, an idiot savant tinker, sometimes. Always he does the wrong things for excellent reasons. He does the same things over and over, and they always bring disaster, and he never learns.”

    There were small sounds of whispering in MacArthur’s wardroom. Renner’s image said, “For instance?”

    Renner’s Motie’s image paused to think. It said, “When a city has grown so overlarge and crowded that it is in immediate danger of collapse … when food and clean water flow into the city at a rate just sufficient to feed every mouth, and every hand must work constantly to keep it that way … when all transportation is involved in moving vital supplies, and none is left over to move people out of the city should the need arise … then it is that Crazy Eddie leads the movers of garbage out on strike for better working conditions.”

    There was considerable laughter in the wardroom. Renner’s image grinned and said, “I think I know the gentleman. Go on.”

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