Wind farms and rotisserie chicken

7/2017

As I sit here contemplating my glass of iced tea, I thought of something.  It came to mind that the globing-warming crowd has been predicting that the oceans are gonna rise and coastal communities are gonna go swimming.  But, something is not right in this argument.

Now, I am not a physicist, but I decided to try an experiment.  I filled my glass full of water and poured it into a graduated beaker (if you haven’t been to science class for a while, that is what scientists call a measuring cup).  The glass held 12 0z of water. Then I filled it with ice and water and measured.  It held 12 oz of ice and water.  I then let the ice water warm to room temperature, i.e. I let the ice melt.  Shazam, there was less than 12 oz of water after the ice melted.

OK, so I didn’t really do this experiment but it can be confirmed easily even if you don’t trust the internet for correct answers. See, water expands when it freezes as opposed to other substances that shrink when they freeze.

So, the global-warmed melted ice in the oceans will lower the oceans, not raise them.

But what about the land ice melt runoff?  Huh, Uncle Dave?

Just maybe, the runoff will bring the shrunken coastline back to where it was thereby preserving the exorbitantly inflated coastal property values?

But, what if the windmill huggers are right?

To prevent global warming, as the story goes, wind farms will save the planet because it will decrease the dependence on fossil fuels.  Most can see the use of wind-generated energy (actually the energy is not generated at all, it is just converted from one form to another) to reduce the dependence on fossil-fuel-generated energy, but it takes a real visionary to see the use of wind sails for personal and commercial transportation, for moving products across this great nation and for powering all those energy consuming devices still miles from any generator.  Enter the law of unintended consequences and friction.

As we increase the Earth’s resistance to rotation, that is what all those windmill blades do, the velocity (speed) of the earth’s rotation may eventually slow down.  As the rotation slows, the time allowed for the sun’s rays to contact the earth will increase, increasing the core temperature and causing the ice to thaw.  Hence, the oceans will rise.  Exactly what the wind farms were touted to prevent.

I prefer to think it in terms of the rotisserie chicken on a July 4th BBQ.  If the rotisserie turns at the proper speed, you get nice juicy run off and moist perfect chicken.  But, if it turns too slow, or not at all, you get dry burnt crap on one side and near raw chicken on the other.

Just what the global-warmers are offering us, half ass’ed chicken crap.

Just some more random thoughts from your grumpy Uncle/Brother Dave.

Weary.

The US Secrete Service and You

7/2017

The United States Secret Service has put out a bid order for someone to develop computer software (compatible with Windows 8) that can detect whether or not a communication in the social arena is sarcasm or not.

The contract is on a 5-year cycle, essentially giving hackers 5-years to “catch up”.  Remember when the iPhone came out.  It was touted as un-hackable?  It took some 14-year old in NYC 36 hours to hack it.  Or something like that.

So the fact that they are experiencing problems determining if a piece of com data is sarcasm or not means they are reading the com data, right?  Well, of course they are.  Everybody knows that!

And if everybody knows that, why is the news so full of squalk about NSA reading com data?

But wait a minute, the Secret Service?  Aren’t they responsible for the President’s and other’s security and financial crimes?  Why would they be interested in com data that is 99.9% teenage twits, flicks, sexting and selfies?  Maybe they are looking just at the President’s social media participation and not yours?

Nope, the Patriot act added the phrase, “Use of new technology as a means to commit a crime.” to their mission. Rather broad scope, if you ask me.

Or, I guess they are just bored.

Never mind.

Grumpy Uncle/Brother Dave.

Weary.

Global Warming Gardening

4/2017

I worked out in the shop and in the garden, briefly, on Friday.  It was about 73′ F.  I got over heated and nauseated.  Monday morning (April, the friggin 17th of APRIL!), I got off work and there were snow and ice on the windshield of the truck.  The highway west was closed over the bridge for a couple of hours ’cause of the wrecks.  It was a sheet of ice.

I think it’s supposed to be 67’F today.

Happy global warming gardening! Your grumpy Uncle/Brother Dave.

Weary.

Transportation Safety

7/2017

The April 14, 2014 issue of Time has a brief note about GM and faulty ignition switches.  CEO Mary Barra stated in a Congressional hearing, “We will hold ourselves fully accountable.”  This was about faulty ignition switches that “caused” 13 deaths.  With a great deal of imagination, I guess I could figure a way an ignition switch could cause death, but it would take some time.  No pun intended.

In 2010, GM sold (not made) 8,389,769 vehicles representing about a 12% increase from 2009. We will assume that sales continued to rise, but at a slightly more conservative rate (although there is evidence that the rate of sales increased during this time period).  Progression analysis at a rate of 10% per year yields 2013 sales at 8,643,986 vehicles.  Given 13 deaths out of 8,643,986 possible ignition switch failures, the rate of failure is 1.5 x 10 -6. That is 1 in 664,922 vehicles.

For those not remembering their high school algebra, that is a .0000015 % chance to have a failure of the ignition switch that would cause death.  Those are pretty fine tolerances to hold anyone accountable for, in any industry.  I never thought I’d be defending GM after their bailout fiasco, but daymnnn!

Sure am glad Congress is keeping a lid on transportation safety!

From your grumpy Uncle/Brother Dave.

Weary.

Rain Forest Resort

7/2017

We were talking about vacations at work the other day.  I didn’t have much to offer, being the ultimate passive/aggressive recluse that I am, until someone mentioned this really cool place in the jungles of Costa Rica.

They have made an arbor-resort in the rain forest.  He described these luxurious rooms, shops and restaurants in several stories in the trees.  Up there high!  There were suspension bridges and zip lines to get from here to there.  You could spend as long as you could afford “up there” and never set foot on the ground until you left, or fell.  Those who like to commune with nature, be close to trees in order to admire their majesty and return to a more primeval style of living do so and can help save the planet in the process.

A high-quality recording of chain saws working played at night at about 3 am on a windy night where the trees are swaying. That’d perk-em up right quick.

More superfluous musings from your grumpy Uncle Dave.

Weary