Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Bring Back, Bring Back, Oh Bring Back My Weiner to Me-ee-ee

NY Daily News, May 28, 2013:  Anthony Weiner now top mayoral choice among male Democratic voters: poll

The disgraced former congressman also saw a 4% rise in overall Democratic support in the past month. According to the Marist poll, City Council Speaker Christine Quinn retains a narrowing lead.

Men may be ready to forgive Anthony Weiner.  [MoosNote:  Men can forgive their Weiners anything.  Women, not so much...]

Although women continue to have their doubts about the scandal-scarred pol, a new poll released Tuesday found that Democratic men named Weiner as their top choice for mayor more than they did any other candidate.

And men are leading the way for Weiner as he gains altitude among all Democratic voters, dramatically cutting into front-runner Christine Quinn’s lead and underscoring the dramatic impact the ex-congressman has had on the race in mere days.

“Weiner is clearly a factor to be considered in the mayoralty,” said Lee Miringoff, who directs the Marist College poll. “(He is) taking so much of the oxygen out of the room.”

When Marist last polled voters about Weiner a month ago, the man who dropped out of Congress in a humiliating sexting scandal two years ago was the top pick among 15% of Democrats.

The same poll conducted between Wednesday and Friday last week, after Weiner formally threw his hat in the ring, found he’d jumped 4 percentage points and is now the choice of 19% of voters.

City Council Speaker Quinn (D-Manhattan) is still the clear leader in the race, but saw her support drop from 26% last month to 24% last week.

That is her lowest mark to this point in the campaign. Her support has tumbled amid an onslaught of attacks from her rivals on her record as speaker and ties to Mayor Bloomberg.

She remains far short of the 40% of the vote she would need to avoid a runoff...

Yes (according to the excerpt above), Democratic men in New York City appear to be ready to embrace their "inner-Weiner".  They forgive their Weiner for any bad choices their Weiner may have made in the past and are ready to accept the goodness of their Weiner going forward. 

Anthony Weiner, the man who two years ago gave the phrase, "Member of Congress", entirely new meaning, has come out from the dark, dank, and musty closet of his brownstone and thrown his hat into the political arena once again.

On behalf of all Conservative Bloggers out there, let me be the first to say...

"Welcome Back Weiner!"

Oops, sorry, wrong image - this is the crew from Welcome Back Kotter (although Arnold Horshack up there on the right does look a lot like Weiner...)

Tanned, rested, and ready, Anthony Weiner looks to rise again.  (Sorry - it's just too easy to go for the cheap yuks.)

And this time he wants to be the Mayor of New York and is "Fighting to keep New York City the Capital of the Middle Class"!

Sorry, what was that he said on his Twitter Page?  The "Capital of the Middle Class"???  Time for the crack reporters in the MoosRoom to jump into action!  Okay, he they are!!!  Go team, go!!!

Ah, never mind.  They work so hard - might as well let them sleep since it's 5:08am as I type this.

Since New York City is the "Capital of the Middle Class" in Anthony Weiner's vision of the Middle Class, we should do a bit of fact-checking, right?  It's what, MediaMatters,, and all those other Progressive sites would be for some lunatic "Conservative" guy making such a claim, correct?

One indicator of Middle Class is the average income of a household earns over the course of a year.  According to Crains, Median income for households in NYC vary pretty dramatically based upon the Burrough in which a family lives.

For example:

A family living in the Bronx in 2012 had an average income of less than $33,000.

A family living in the SuperStorm Sandy-ravaged Staten Island has an average income of about $70,500  (Good, I'm glad those RICH people got hammered!  Sorry, I was channeling MY Inner-Weiner for just a moment.) 

An interesting footnote found the Crains' site states:  "Compared with the U.S., NYC has nearly three times as many filers reporting income greater than $1M."  So now we know where those pesky One Percenters live...

Another indicator might be the value of the housing in which these "Middle Class" New Yorkers live.  Stopping by the Trulia site, we find the following statistics for the Top 5 areas in Manhattan:

New York neighborhoods

Avg. listing price

Avg. sales price

Median sales price

Trulia popularity

Week ending May 22

Feb-Apr '13

Feb-Apr '13

Week ending May 22
Upper East Side $3,128,337 $2,252,394 $1,255,044 1
Upper West Side $2,150,856 $2,691,636 $995,500 2
Harlem $780,792 $922,535 $798,645 3
West Village $3,741,314 $3,396,251 $2,487,500 4
Tribeca $5,779,821 $4,064,755 $2,892,192 5
Chelsea $2,118,183 $2,080,296 $1,825,000 6
Greenwich Village $3,606,588 $1,865,265 $1,540,000 7
Midtown East $2,054,216 $1,887,018 $1,437,775 8
Clinton $2,564,770 $3,977,866 $1,176,690 9
East Harlem $1,494,980 $1,249,940 $713,296 10

I don't know about you, but a Median home range of $800k to $2.8MILLION doesn't scream "Middle Class" Neighborhood to me.

Ah, but what do I know?  I live in an area of New York where the Median price of a home in 2013 is $121,000.  Does this mean that I am HOUSE POOR when compared to Anthony Weiner's theoretical "Middle Class"? 

Yes, I can only assume that it does.  I can live with this.  Even better for me is the fact that I'm several hours away from Manhattan so whatever those lunatics vote into office down there, THEY have to live with it - not me.  To me a "Mayor Anthony Weiner" will be a treasure trove of blog posts to come.  

How do I know this?  Because 2011 was banner year to observe and comment on the quirks of the man. 

He is the gift which keeps on giving for he is the man from whom 'lunacy springs eternal'.

"Waiving the Weiner In New York", March 2011

"Wouldn't You Like to be a Weiner Too?", June 2011

"Real Impotence!", June 2011

and my personal favorite, "Would You Like to See My Little Weiner?", also from June 2011

If I'm being honest with you (as I normally AM), I've missed the man just a bit.  You know, in a watching a 'bad man' falling-down-a-flight-of-stairs kind of way.  It's wrong, but it just feels so dang 'right' somehow...

Friday, May 24, 2013

How Brown Was My Latrine? (ReVisited 2013)

Leadership of the Boy Scouts of America voted yesterday to change 'Scouting' by celebrating the 'Differences' in boys, rather than their similarities. Personally, I liked it better when we were all the same.  Back then we / I just 'used to be' just "Boy Scouts" in (of?) America.
I'm posting one of my favorite Boy Scout entries from the Summer of 2011, when life was less complicated, boys were just 'boys', and yes, our latrine was much, much 'browner' than it is as I type this updated prologue in 2013...
Our sturdy little Boy Scout Troop 244 disbanded in 2012 after a run of almost 50 years. Not a bad lifecycle time-wise, but there are still nights when I dream of open skies, more stars than I can count, falling dew from trees onto green canvas, and the sound of chipmunks running alongside my tent.
It has been two years since I've been camping.
The woods are the same, but I fear that the Boy Scouts of America never will be again...



 How Brown Was My Latrine?

Okay, it's been a couple of weeks. I can go there now. I wasn't exactly sure how to get started, but starting is easy once fingers begin moving on the keyboard, the mouth begins mouthing the words I type, and the dehumidifier in the my downstairs 'Rec' room begins to drone on relentlessly.    
Grab my hand, we're going into the woods...    

Summer Camp 2011
July 3rd through July 8th    
We took part in the annual pilgrimage to 'Summer Camp' a few weeks ago. The weather was 'close' to perfect, highs during the day of mid-80's and in the evening it dropped into the high 50's. Sleeping on the rickety cot and mattress in the WWII-era Boy Scout tent was better than sleeping in my own bed at home.    
I had a tent all to myself (due to an potentially-explosive 'methane' issue). No, actually I was the 'acting' adult leader for this year's trip and we had an even-number of boys. They got to bunk with each other - as for me, it was just me, all alone in my own tent. It was nothing short of wonderful. On paper, I'm the Assistant Scout Master - in real life, I'm Mike Kane, with my youngest son, Tim, in Boy Scout Troop 244.    
Our 'actual' Scout Master is the Ranger at Camp Tuscarora (you can call it Tuskie if you like - it's a lot easier to type or say, in a sentence). 'Ranger Mike' (not me, the OTHER Mike) pretty much runs full throttle from 5:30am in the morning till 11:00pm in the evening seven days a week for six weeks each summer. Once summer camp is over he checks himself into a Camp Ranger De-Stress clinic for the 'serially sleep-deprived'. I would imagine that 46 weeks out of the year, Tuskie is a great place to wake up in.    
These six weeks of Summer Camp, though, let's just say, 'They'd kill a lesser man...'    
I brought my digital camera with me to camp again this year. The following photos took place over six days - you'll probably get through them in less than half this amount of time. As for myself, I don't need the photos 'cause I was there. My memory isn't as good as it used to be, but probably better than it will be in another ten years, but good memories have a way of 'sticking'. Unfortunately, well, the bad ones, they get 'stuck' too.    
This post isn't about the 'baddies'. It's about the 'goodies'.    
Let's get gettin' while the gettin's good...
Home Sweet Home for the Week July 3rd - July 8th, 2011
(Please take time to note the MAJOR Award underneath the Chippawa sign!) 
The Boy Scout Troop has been setting up at 'Summer Unit 3' (Chippawa Site) since before we moved into the area, and probably way before my kids were born. It's quite possibly the nicest camp site in the facility. It's got trees, it's got sun, it's got shade, it's got spiders, crickets, garter snakes AND a latrine. Seriously, what else could you ask for? (Anyone who asks, "A TV?" is not capturing the 'Scouting Spirit' and will be struck in the face with a cream pie. (This, I believe, is called 'foreshadowing'...))
Ah, behold, the mighty 'Tuscarora Site Inspection' award! Troop 244 DECIMATED the competition (two other Troops) by winning this MAJOR AWARD four of the five days it was given. On the fifth day, it was awarded jointly to the other two troops we competed against because, apparently, no one has ever won it five days in a row.    
How do you GET this prestigious award? You need a clean campsite, a non-stinky latrine (more later), assigned chores for scouts, a well-maintained fire pit, no bears in your tents, a Dad (me) to trim the lawn via industrial Weed-Eater (louder than a jet engine) and lastly, a 'site improvement' project. (Think 'brown' - don't rush me, I'll get there...)

"Doo, Doo, Doo, Lookin' Out My Tent Flap"
On Monday afternoon I rested after a fun-filled morning of mowing, trimming, and edging the campsite. In the picture above, but not really visible you'll find a lawn mower and the Weed Eater from the US Weed Eating Olympic Team. Can't see 'em? They're there, trust me. Okay, how about now?

Oh yeah, I got site-clearing skills... Of course, after snapping the above photo I fell asleep for almost two hours. In my head, however, the 'metallic-mosquito-from-Hades' noise of that dang Weed Eater continues to this day.

Home away from home, July 2011...    

Behold the Fire Pit!

The fire pit is pretty much Ground Zero at the campsite. There are EXTRAORDINARILY uncomfortable benches (with 'BONUS splinters!') surrounding half of of it, the other half is where people who planned ahead of time had folding chairs set up (I was one of 'them'). I lay my weary body down on the bench for a moment in order to get a photo of things much greater than myself.    
This, is that photo...

I really like this picture. I don't know if it's because it was a beautiful day, or if it just 'put things in perspective' for me. In any event, this is what I saw as I lay down upon the 2" x 6" plank next to the fire pit.  

When we arrived at camp on Sunday, we signed up for the 'now-near-legendary' Bear Cave Hike. In the photo above, we see Scouts walking away from me as I take another photo. Thinking back, I spent the entire week watching the back of kids' heads. I was the 'scooper' for most walks / hikes. If anyone lagged behind, I would 'Scoop' them up and move them forward, hopefully, not trampling any others in the process.     At the end of the walk, I could have used a 'Scooper' of my own - I was 'Pooped'.    
I was a 'Pooped Scooper'. 
(This, it turns out is better than being a: 'Pooper Scooper'...)

There ought to be a sign: "The Bear Cave - Stay AWAY!!!"
There wasn't a sign warning us off. Luckily for us, the bear was OUT for the day.     Remember, I'm the 'Scooper'. I've got the slowest-walking kids back here with me. As the old adage goes, "I don't have to outrun the bear - I only have to outrun YOU."    
Although, I really didn't want to find out the hard way WHO the slowest of the group was, because, most likely, it was me...

The side of the 'Bear Cave' rock formation AND bonus twisty-trunked tree!
Camp Tusky has a 'Back-Up' emergency alert system. If there is a camp emergency the horn on the top of the dining hall blasts loudly until you can no longer hear ANYTHING ELSE. If, however, the dining hall loses power, bursts into flames, is inhabited by bears or they can't reach the button to trigger the alarm, there's always the 'Bell'.    
I've been at camp now for six summers. I never looked at the bell until this year. I should have looked sooner. It was manufactured by Meneely's Bell Foundry of Troy, NY. It features the patented 'Meneely Rotating Yoke' (not making this up).
The bell was manufactured in 1857. Yeah, that's over 150 years old. Almost as old as my Chrysler.

Okay, that's pretty cool.    

Each day we line up outside the Dining Hall for Breakfast and Lunch. The above photo is of the flag-raising ceremony. At dinner we meet at the parade grounds, in uniform, for the flag-lowering ceremony.        
At lunch, you challenge Staff to friendly 'Competitions'. For example, you can challenge a staff member to a 'Fishing Challenge'. If he / she catches more fish than you do, as the 'Challenger', YOU get a pie in the face.    
When challenged by the Scout, the ONLY acceptable response in reply is, "To the Death!"    
Example: "I would like to challenge Tom to a Smores Eating Contest!"    
Response: "To the Death!"    
Then, everyone claps, shouts, and in general question under their breath, "Can you really DIE eatting Smores?" I don't believe so - as I'm still alive.    
If you DO accept the fishing challenge referenced above and if you catch more fish than the Staff Member does, the following series of events takes place:    
1. Everyone is called to the center of the Dining Hall

2. The results of the Challenge are carefully reviewed and tabulated using highly efficient scientific methods. For really high fish count numbers (over '10'), shoes are removed...    
3. If you lose the challenge, you get a whipped cream pie to the face, as illustrated here:

Moments after this photo was taken, several bears stormed the Dining Hall and ate this staff member's head.    
It's a shame really, he was a nice kid.        

As the day begins to wind down, there's nothing better than a bunch of scouts sitting at a rickety picnic table teaching each other the 'Life Skills' they'll need to be successful as they get older:    
a.) Telling Jokes    
b.) Telling Tall Tales    
c.) Comparing Merit Badge Achievements    
and, of course, the proudest Scouting experience of all...    
d.) Learning How to Play Cards Without cheating
So as the camp fire dies,and the sun sets on another year at Camp Tuscarora, we ask ourselves:    
WHAT did we learn this year?    
Which memories will last a life-time?    
The answers to the above questions are pretty much the same as every other year:    
  • We learn that there are things greater than ourselves.
  • We learn that being away from TV, Radio, and the Internet helps you sleep better at night.
  • We learn that if you hear 'snuffling' noises and leaves rustling coming from the outside of your tent at 2:14AM early Tuesday morning - it might NOT be a hungry bear.
  • We learn that eating 'Beefy Bean Burritos' at noon and sitting too close to the camp fire that evening is NEVER a good idea.
  • We learn that those people who honor the past of our Nation will help shape it 'for the better' in the future.
  • We learned that on the Fourth of July, by recognizing our Nation, those who serve in the US Military, and playing 'God Bless the USA' over the dining hall speakers WILL make Mr. Kane remember how much he misses his son serving the US Navy in Japan. A couple of years ago - he was at this table.
  • We learn that sometimes Mr. Kane cries in public - even when he's trying hard not to.
  • We learn that if you volunteer for a 'Site Improvement' project which includes the 'Staining' of the latrine - it's better to get the stain delivered on Monday morning vs. Thursday night.
Because Troop 244 is the first group to stay at the campsite since last summer. Stuff from beneath the latrine has pretty much dried out / dissipated over the winter. Butt (a 'big butt'), if you don't get the stain until dinner-time on Thursday and don't start staining until Friday morning... 
Let's just say it doesn't smell as good in the latrine on Friday as it did on Monday morning.    
The question which began this post: 
"How Brown Was My Latrine?"
Over the past few years porcupines, squirrels, chipmunks and other 'denizonsof the woods' conspired to chew the wood within the latrine. Someone had to
sand, and paint it, right? Yeah, that would be me...
The Correct Answer upon our day of departure...  "Very.  Very brown indeed."        
I'll leave you now with the following...
The kids packed their tents, rolled their bags, and had headed down to the parking lot to get signed out by their parents. I made one last trip to the campsite to make sure that no gear, kids, or trash was left behind (it's a Boy Scout thing).    
As I approached the campsite for the last time a deer stepped onto the road about ten feet in front of me.    
We stared at each other for probably no more than thirty seconds, but it felt as if a much longer period of time passed. There was no fear in either of us - just a mutual understanding of each other.    
We both 'belonged' there at that moment in time. 

With a quick look back at me and a leisurely turn to the right, my new-found friend left the campsite. Having completed his inspection, I began mine.    
Yeah, it was 'all good'. 

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

I Want My $84.15... How About You?

I was blue, just as blue as I could be
Ev'ry day was a cloudy day for me
Then good luck came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but they're not gray anymore

Blue skies,
Smiling at me,
Nothing but blue skies,
Do I see...

-- Irving Berlin

Blue skies.  Blue water.  Green Algae.  Very shiny 'flat surfaces'.  Lithium Ion Battery packs (which catch fire on 787's - coincidentally approved to fly once more as of...  earlier this week).

In 2008 President Barack Obama said that 'he' would 'create' 5,000,000 (a.k.a.:  5 Million) new jobs by directing Tax Payer money to renewable energy projects over the next 10 years.  This, on its face is odd, as I believe a President's Term in office is only 4 years, vs. 5, but I can only assume he was 'rounding up' to ten from his 'electable' eight years. 

As I cast my bloodshot eyes around the empty dining room on some non-descript date in May, 2013 - I perch once again before my trusty HP computer to see 'just how far we've come' (or perhaps, 'gone') achieving President Obama's vision of a Tax-Payer-Funded Green Economy..

All things considered, I should have never left the safety of my bedroom...

Okay, you didn't ask for it, but here it comes regardless!

The First Ever MoosRoom Green-Energy-Initiative Update (2013 Edition)!
(The houselights fall, the blue backdrop glows brightly, a singular spotlight sparks to life as a familiar man walks to the podium to update US on just exactly how we're doing 'going green'.  It is at this point I realize that I am dreaming.  The President is a 'bit busy' lately managing other failures of leadership and the overall decline of America.  The man in the expensive suit morphs into a talking cow as the dream sequence begins anew...)

From the Institute for Energy Research, May 8, 2013:  THE DEPARTMENT OF ENERGY COMMITTED $11 MILLION PER JOB 

Without much fanfare, the Department of Energy (DOE) recently updated the list of loan guarantee projects on its website. Unlike in 2008, when Barack Obama pledged to create 5 million jobs over 10 years by directing taxpayer funds toward renewable energy projects, there were no press conferences or stump speeches.

But the data are nonetheless revealing: for the over $26 billion committed since 2009, DOE Section 1703 and 1705 loan guarantees have created only 2,298 permanent jobs – that’s $11.45 million per job.

Well, 2,298 jobs 'created or saved' is certainly a step in the RIGHT direction when it comes to Green Energy job creation, but between you and me, I'm thinking that $11.45 MILLION per job is a wee bit expensive. 

Sure, if it was something like $6 MILLION per job created, that would probably be okay, but almost $12 MILLION per job?  Nah, I'm NOT loving it.  At this pace, the President's 5 MILLION new jobs calculated at $11.45 MILLION per job is, um, let's see... 

New Jobs x Cost per Job = Total Green Investment
5,000,000 x 11,450,000   =  $ 57,250,000,000,000 

Yes, just over $57 TRILLION dollars to create (or save!) Five Million Green Jobs. 

Considering that the 2013 Federal Budget is set at $3.8 TRILLION, yeah, I'm not sure that we can raise (or create) enough tax dollars to pay for many more of these 'High Paying Jobs' the President speaks so fondly of during stump speeches. 

Surely there ARE other positive Green Energy stories out there, right?

Sure!  Let's go look for a few!!!



Continuing to look...

Oh look, here's one now!, 2012:  President Obama’s Taxpayer-Backed Green Energy Failures

So far, 34 companies that were offered federal support from taxpayers are faltering — either having gone bankrupt or laying off workers or heading for bankruptcy. This list includes only those companies that received federal money from the Obama Administration’s Department of Energy and other agencies. The amount of money indicated does not reflect how much was actually received or spent but how much was offered. The amount also does not include other state, local, and federal tax credits and subsidies, which push the amount of money these companies have received from taxpayers even higher.


The 2009 stimulus set aside $80 billion to subsidize politically preferred energy projects. Since that time, 1,900 investigations have been opened to look into stimulus waste, fraud, and abuse (although not all are linked to the green-energy funds), and nearly 600 convictions have been made. Of that $80 billion in clean energy loans, grants, and tax credits, at least 10 percent has gone to companies that have since either gone bankrupt or are circling the drain.

"Circling the drain".  Now there's a visual image that says so much about the President's Executive Branch leadership in general - but as this is a post about Green Energy, let's stick to this singular 'drain', shall we?  Yes, we shall!

According to the article referenced here, the President set aside $80 BILLION for the Green Initiatives which were to kick-start the creation of the 5 MILLION high-paying jobs (as described in the section above).  Turning once again to my trusty calculator, this means that the President assumed (feel free to use the word 'hoped') that this financial 'shot in the arm' would yield 5 MILLION jobs on an initial investment of $80 BILLION.

When expressed Mathematically, this means the President ass-u-me-d that each job would cost (as illustrated by the following higher math example):

Green Stimulus Tax Dollars / Green Jobs Desired =  Expected Cost per Job
$ 80,000,000,000 / 5,000,000 = $ 16,000 per job as budgeted

Therefore, the President 'hoped and changed' his way into thinking that he could create 5 MILLION high-paying, high-tech, high-profile Green Jobs by investing $16,000 per job in this "critically important" segment of the Nation's economy. 

Contrasting the President's Objectives against his actual Performance we see the following:

Budgeted cost per job:  $        16,000
Actual cost per job:        $ 11,450,000
  Variance to budget:     $ 11,434,000 Over budget per job created (or saved)

Jobs created (or saved):         2,298
Jobs created objective:    5,000,000
  Variance to objective:    4,997,702  Jobs still not created (or saved)

Huh.  That's interesting, isn't it? 

President Obama underestimated the cost of each job created by 99.86026%

He overstated the number of jobs to be created by 99.95404%

From a purely mathematical perspective, if nothing else, the man is eerily consistent (hovering somewhere between 99.86 and 99.95% of the time he estimates job creation or costs...).

Admittedly, the President's 10-year window hasn't closed yet, he's still got almost six years to reduce the spending for each job created (by 99.86%) and increase the number of jobs created (or saved) from 2,298 green energy jobs to his personal objective of 5 MILLION.

He just needs a bit more time to continue his 'good work'.

A third-term, perhaps?  (Thanks Daily Kos, for making sleep 'almost' impossible last evening)

No.  I don't believe so.  I believe that a man with the President's mathematical prowess should be working for a crime syndicate laundering drug money through a bowling alley, car wash, or perhaps, running a variant of our very own Internal Revenue Service (in Guatemala).

It is not that the President is incompetent at WHAT he is doing - he does what he does extremely well.  The shame is, of course, is that what he is 'good at doing' is crashing economies, sewing discontent, riding rough-shod over The Constitution, using the power of the Federal Government to infringe upon the rights of the citizens, and completing Jimmy Carter's third term.  

Remember when you wondered, "I wonder what would have happened if Jimmy Carter had WON a Second Term?"  Wonder no more.

You're living it.  (BONUS!  "We're all in" for the third-Carter-term)

I may never sleep again...

Oops, I almost forgot... Regarding the title of this post?  That $84.15 is the total amount you (and each single member of your family) contributed to the $26 Billion spent / guaranteed / wasted / whatever on green energy 'spend' referenced above divided by the total population of the United States. 

If illegal aliens (oops, 'Undocumented workers') are included in this population number, you would necessarily receive more back (since only Legal Citizens should get a 'rebate' of Green Energy spending), but since 'Gangs' began patrolling the Halls of Congress, I'm thinking that we're pretty much ALL legal now. 

One MORE 'Oops' before I go: IF we've 'only' spent $26 BILLION of the $80 BILLION allocated, look for an additional $54 BILLION to be spent for Green Energy projects over the next six years.  Yes, I'm sure THESE dollars will be better-spent than their predecessors...

Yeah.  Right.

Have a Green Energy Day!

Don't forget your fire extinguisher for your Fisker Karma!  You'll need it...

Your tax dollars at work...

Monday, May 20, 2013

The DoD's 'Kermit - Permit' (Mean & Green)

While MOST Americans are suffering the ongoing effects of those "Draconian Cuts" forced upon them by the Obama Administration's Sequester Plan, others, working for evil profit-driven corporations, continue to benefit from the Obama Administration's "Green Initiatives".

"But, Cow Guy, how can this be, I thought the Sequester was designed to punish EVERYONE!?!?  Who's getting a pass on the pain and suffering of Sequester???" you scream into your monitor in the early morning hours of a new week.  "Wasn't the sequester, by design, engineered to take money away from the military and social programs?" you ask..

Yes.  Yes it was. 

However not ALL Federal spending programs are created equally.  Military programs which are 'mean' (defense programs meant to 'defend US') are cut. 

Military programs which are 'green' (environmentally friendly to the Earth) are expanded - whether we live long enough to see them 'flower', or not.

For as the Middle East burns, America's infrastructure crumbles, and the IRS morphs into a PAC for the Administration, the Department of Defense buys (at a 14.75 x Premium) Jet Fuel made from...  Pond Scum. 

From the Despite sequester, DOD signs contract for $59/gallon green jet fuel

Defense Secretary Chuck Hagel recently warned that sequestration would cause “suspension of important activities, curtailed training, and could result in furloughs of civilian personnel” but the spending cuts haven’t killed the green fuels program, as the Pentagon has continued purchasing renewable fuel at $59 per gallon.

“In March, Gevo entered into a contract with the Defense Logistics Agency to supply the U.S. Army with 3,650 gallons of renewable jet fuel to be delivered by the second quarter of 2013,” Gevo announced this week in its first quarter financial report. “This initial order may be increased by 12,500 gallons. All shipments will be at a fixed price of $59 per gallon during the initial testing phase. These shipments are in addition to the renewable jet fuel supplied to the U.S. Air Force (USAF) and the U.S. Navy (USN).”

You may be thinking to yourself, "Self, well, we need to look at alternative fuel sources to be prepared when the Middle East explodes into an orgy of flame - right?  We need to be able to make our own pond-scum fuel since we're not allowed to drill, frack, or otherwise access our Nation's natural resources HERE...  This only makes sense, um, doesn't it?"

Oh, I dunno...

It would probably make more sense to harness our Nation's fuel resources, attempt to inventory what we might actually have, and then decrease, or migrate completely away from foreign fossil fuel suppliers who use the money we send them to fund Community-Organized groups like "The Muslim Brotherhood". 

But hey, that's just me. 

As an alternative, perhaps we could partner with 'friendlier Nations' (Canada springs to mind) to produce, refine, and distribute fuels with lower cost, more accessible supply, and rest a little better knowing that any shared revenues between our two nations won't be going to build biological or nuclear weapon delivery systems. 

The last 'biological weapon' Canada deployed was their Universal Health Care plan and since we've got one of our own now, we both have already laid the foundations for our "Mutually Assured Destruction" plans.  

I wouldn't have a HUGE problem with harvesting Swamp Gas and Algae Farts to run our Nation's Defense systems on if the cost were anywhere close to what we're paying today.  But I do have a teensy-tiny-problem when we're paying $59 per gallon of green jet fuel when our contract price for regular (dino-based) JP-8 jet fuel is negotiated at a rate of $3.73 per gallon.

Yes, at a time when THE SEQUESTRATION is putting the old, the young, the infirm, the needy and 'those least able to provide for themselves' (and our Military, mustn't leave these folks out) at risk, the Department of Defense is spending 14.75 times MORE per gallon on Green Fuel than they do on their regular contract price for jet fuel. 

I wonder why this is? 

Is it so the Administration can check off a 'box' on a Green Energy Initiative list with their environmental supporter base? 

Is it so they can pay back a political favor to a group / green energy provider which supported them in the run-up to the 2012 elections? 

Or is it a gross lack of understanding regarding how to balance a budget?  Personally, I'm thinking each of the preceding conditions most likely apply.

The thing that keeps me up at night is this:  Will President Obama learn of this most recent spending debacle from the, The, or from me?  After all, over the past couple of weeks he's learned of most of his Administration's scandals by watching news reports - he had no knowledge of them prior to having his lackies watch Fox News or scanning the Internet. 

Hey, I'm no Fox News, but when I smell 'Bad Gas', I know what it smells like - and this "Green Jet Fuel' story stinks to High Heaven. 

Although, admittedly, it could be the Algae Fart scent I'm picking up from the pond out behind the barn...  Or, it MAY have been Buttercup, she's been on a high-fiber diet lately.

I have seen the future of Defense. 

It looks like the above photo.