It seems I am in the doghouse again. So today’s sermon will not be from the Text but rather from the heart, how’s that? Continue reading
Each day in North Dakota, they load up a 104 car tank-train with oil. Each car holds 70,000 gallons of oil which came out of the Bakken Field which has known proven reserves that exceed those of Saudia Arabia. This oil then leaves this location and heads south on the Burlington Northern Santa Fe (BNSF) Railroad for a port in Louisanna. Please note I said port and not refinery, because you see, all of this oil is being exported oversea’s to locations such as China and India. Soon, the loading facility will expand, which will when it comes on line, double the export of the oil.
If you ever wondered where it is all going, take another look at the photo above, this year China will be largest automotive manufacturer in the world. This would be a pretty good indicator why it is you pay so much for fuel, it is leaving the country in a massive flood, one train at a time.
Why do they get priority and you do not? Simple … They own us.
Do a little research on the country, the numbers will astound you. China has 19% of the world’s population, China consumes … 53% of the world’s cement, 48% of the world’s iron ore, 47% of the world’s coal and the majority of just about every other major commodity that you can think of.
In 2010, China produced 11 times more steel than the United States. They recently set a New World Record: China made and sold 18 million vehicles in 2010. China recently bought the entire rice crop of the country of Brazil, not part of it, all of it.
There are more pigs in China than in the next 43 pork producing nations combined. A pig produces more waste than a human, something like 8 times more. China currently has the world’s fastest train and the world’s largest high-speed rail network, along with steam and coal burners. The largest dam in the world, Three Gorges, ten million people lost their homes when they built this, so big and environmentally unsound the World Bank would not finance it.
China is currently the number one producer in the world of wind and solar power. But don’t use it themselves. While they manufacture 80% of the world’s solar panels. They install less than 5% and, build a new coal fired power station every week. In 1 year they turn on more new coal powered electricity than Australia’s total output!!!
China currently controls more than 90% of the total global supply of rare earth elements. In the past 15 years, China has moved from 14th place to 2nd place in the world in published scientific research articles. China now possesses the fastest supercomputer on the entire globe. At the end of March 2011, China accumulated US $3.04 trillion in foreign currency reserves – the largest stockpile on the entire globe.
Chinese consume 50,000 cigarettes every second … They are already the largest carbon dioxide emitter, and their output will rise 70% by 2020. Of the top 30 cities in the world rated for pollution, China has 28 cities on the list.
So we’re saving the planet are we, LITTLE Vegemites?
This so-called green initiative that is being pumped thru the media, is it really going to work? It will not make one iota of difference what we do or what people anywhere else do for that matter. As long as you have countries growing and consuming at these extraordinary rates.
Take three carbon credits and a buck sixty-nine to Denny’s and that will buy you a cup of coffee (that is, if there is any left).
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My underwear is on inside out today, not that I am bragging, nor that I am ashamed, just a plain fact of life. Some times it is a real hoot to live your life on the ragged edge, even if it is only for one day.
Today is that day … I am not reversing them … Deal with it.
Yesterday I was giving a lift to a buddy of mine, and he said, “You had buckle up your seatbelt, they are cracking down on that.” and I said, “I don’t care.”
Then he said, “the fine is $50 think about that.” I smiled and then replied, “Hell, that aint even a tank of gas man.”
Which is something I thought I would never hear myself saying, but it is a fact.
As you all know … Gasoline has gone thru the proverbial roof.
Houston-based oilfield services company Baker Hughes Inc. reported Friday that 1,383 rigs were exploring for oil and 594 were looking for gas. Six were listed as miscellaneous. A year ago this week, Baker Hughes reported 1,847 rigs.
The rig count peaked at 4,530 in 1981 and bottomed at 488 in 1999. Now at that time (1999), gasoline was about a dollar a gallon.
This Is Not an Accident — When Drilling is Up, Price is Up.
The two times (early 1980’s and now) when drilling has set records, the price of gas has gone through the roof. When drilling was at it’s lowest in 50 years under Clinton, gasoline got down under $1.00/gallon.
Sarah Palin probably doesn’t know this. Newt probably does. He’s smart and sadly, I am afraid not always truthful. With a lot of drilling, the price will be high. With little drilling, it will be low. The reason is not hard to understand — see for yourself.
As the price has risen over the last three years, US exports of gasoline to China, India, Europe and South America have tripled to 20 million gallons per day.
For a country that is supposed to be running out of the stuff, there seem to be a great deal of people looking for it eh? A little over 1300 rigs in search of oil and the rest Natural Gas.
For a gasoline to go back to a $2.50 per gallon level (highly unlikely boys N girls) the cost of a barrel of oil, would have to shrink from its current $125 per barrel price to roughly $63-$65 range.
Best to just hang around the home fires this summer, cook up an old dead-clucker, open up a can of beans and take a dip in the family pool. Or better yet, board up a jet and fly down south and take a dip in this one.
The Crystal Lagoon, located at the San Alfonso del Mar resort in Algarrobo, Chile, is the world’s largest outdoor pool, stretching more than half of a mile and filled with 66 million gallons of water. While you are there, pick me up a bottle of Sweet Bitch Wine, another fine product of Chile which is really good when properly chilled.
I am done for the day, I am now going to go back to important matters such as, “trying to figure out why every other chip breaks off in the dip” and then I have to get my fingers all greasy trying to retrieve the piece that is locked down stone cold in the jar.
It is a tough job, but someone has to do it.
Kind of funny, how something written years ago (2008) can still be considered appropriate and right on the money. Doing a little house cleaning this morning and stumbled up on this.
I Cannot Drive My Car
I asked a girl to go traveling with me
See the country in an SUV
Pulled into the station the sign was obscene
The pump was hooked up to a cash machine
I cannot afford to drive my car
$50 won’t get me far
baby you can push my car,
and maybe I’ll help you
beep-beep it aint cheap yeah
I had a friend said his Honda was good
Because they have batteries under the hood
Owning a Prius is all very cool
But I got a gas hog that guzzles the fuel
I can’t afford to drive my car
$50 won’t get me far
don’t know how to push that car
or maybe I’ll buy me a mule
beep-beep it aint cheap yeah
beep-beep it aint cheap yeah
beep-beep it aint cheap yeah
It just has to be Monday. Internet is acting up this morning, this may or may not get posted. I am a little bit irked, you see the county went and raised my taxes again, some 12% this time. Now here is the catch, “I didn’t get any kind of raise in MY income, have not had any kind of raise in a couple of years now.” Why is it that we are constantly feeding this monster, and at the same time, receiving nothing in return?
You can take a frog, dump him in a pan, turn on the heat, and he will stay right there and eventually fry in the scalding water and die. But you take the same frog, toss him in hot water, and he will hop right out. You see frog # 1 his environment changed a “little at time” and he didn’t notice the change until it killed him. Frog #2 noticing the immediate change, took evasive action at the very beginning.
Now I am just a little frog, swimming in a big pond, but I gotta tell you, I am starting to relate to croaker number one right now, the water is heating up in my pan and I am ready to get out.
It is hard to say how much more the American Consumer can take as a whole.I t seems to me that the new catch phrase in this country seems to be “passed onto the consumer” and personally, I am getting awfully tired of it. I really do not have a clue as to what can be done about it other than lament the fact, but I am so tired of taking it in the shorts on just about everything, it is far beyond funny anymore. It is beginning to become tragic.
I Pledge Allegiance has been changed to … Bend over and take some more.
Gasoline comes first, no rhyme or reason to it, but it continues, unabated. While I am at it, “I am tired of this rant over and over, on the environmentalists, and the tree huggers being the problem. ”Drilling in Anwar, Yellowstone, Yosemite, the Grand Canyon, isn’t going to meet one year of our petroleum needs.
IT IS NOT THE TREE HUGGERS.
Why doesn’t someone ask them why there are no new refineries, why the refiners are only running at a small percentage of what they are capable of? Why we have an “artificial shortage” of motor fuel in this country. The numbers are in, people are driving less, consumption is down, so why isn’t the price going down. No, it increases. It defies logic.OkieCity is a virtual Ghost Town any night of the week after eight o’clock. We are shut down.
So if we are using less, much less, why are we still paying more?Bad math. Even I can see that, and I wasn’t always the sharpest knife in the drawer, when it came to math.
Stop blaming the tree huggers … Last year during hurricane season, this stuff was increasing on a daily basis on the “speculation of a storm in the Gulf of Mexico” that never really materialized. But in America, what goes up ….. stays up … it doesn’t always go back down.
No profit in that.
Cops in Atlanta this week started adding a $12 fuel surcharge for speeding tickets, airlines are weighing customers, where does it end.B ig change in breakfast items. Grain cereals have jumped on the bandwagon and are now giving us less in the box for more money. Weights are down, check it out the next time you are in the store, and you will see what I am talking about. They are selling us less product for more money. With the high price of diesel (which is a waste product of petroleum by the way) farmers are going to have to have more to cut even a marginal profit this year.
Beer is being served in smaller glasses, ice tea and other refreshments have gone to smaller sized glass. I note that the plates in one place we usually frequent, over night, shrank in size. Not necessarily a bad thing for the American Consumer who is face it, a bit on the tubby side. We used to go to this place, and we would split an order of Fajita’s the wife and I, now I find out that they are charging me $2 for the second plate, which of course, “used to be free.”
They can now call me the hacked off Old Gringo and say Adios, I will go somewhere else.
Electric service is up, why not, everyone else is doing it.But there has to be a point at which this will cease to be realistic. We cannot keep absorbing all of these price increases, over and over, there comes a time, when the glass is full. We are quickly reaching our point on the scale, it has come to where push meets shove around here and sadly it has reared its ugly head a lot sooner than I thought it would.
Today I read but one more credit card article, this couple in hock up to their ears. $16,000 on one credit card, owed $106,000.00, on a house that had an appraised value of only $63,000.00. I still see the big screen televisions going out the door at China Mart and the new paper tags on the cars (new cars) all over town, and frankly, I wonder how it is that they can still do this?
It is a lot different at our house … The wolf is baying at the backdoor and we have nothing to toss out to satisfy him. Old frog number one is really getting tired of this —- .
How about you?
Bought my fuel yesterday and it came to $79.02 which of course “shocked me somewhat.” I have to admit, I was not ready for that, later on during the trip to town I amused myself by imagining that “I am only steps away from a one-hundred dollar tankful.” Who in their wildest dreams would have ever imagined such a thing. Certainly … not me.
Some things and I suppose, people, age well. Some things I suppose, like people, just get old. Get cantankerous, out of sorts, and hard to deal with. I often fall into that second category. I didn’t fare all that well last week in the smile department, but this week, I am going to do better. I am going to make a “concentrated effort to smile more, amuse myself, cheer up even if it kills me.”
This past week I have been suffering thru irritable male syndrome. My testosterone levels have been lower than a New Orleans levy at flood stage and my brain, the part of my brain that is in charge of basic’s such as functioning, emotions, behavior, have been strangely out to lunch for most of the week.
The mere thought of me smiling about anything here lately, is as foreign to me as Obama speaking in Farsi when he begs for more oil. I desperately want to smile, just isn’t all that much of a humorous nature here lately. But I am gonna do better.
I have made up my mind that I AM GOING TO GO FOR IT!
Perhaps I need to get more sleep, that might be the problem. I am finding out as I age, I need at least 8 hours of sleep a day, and 10 hours at night. Sleep is the best thing, and the cheapest thing available to me these days. I love to sleep, the best of two worlds, you get to be alive and unconscious at the same time. And on some days, you can actually work in a nap.
That makes me smile.
It is not easy to say exactly what makes one box of odds and ends a valuable antique, and what makes another box a piece of junk. But the thought of tossing one (out of our garage, which is full of the trash of man) into a dumpster …. That makes me smile. It might be that throwing stuff away that is cluttering up your home is a cathartic experience that just feels good. That too, makes me smile.
The mere thought of it upsetting the little woman’s applecart, that is just an added bonus … Hey, we are on a roll.
Not being able to yell out “Oh boy!” in Jonesboro, Georgia, or finding out that unrestrained giggling on the street is illegal in Helena, Montana; those insane laws make me smile. It is illegal in the state of Oklahoma to tie your ass up within 50 ft of a courthouse, ass meaning donkey. Which would be appropriate term for anyone drafting such legislation or allowing it to remain on the books. Purchasing a new car for thousands of dollars in order to save hundreds on gas … that makes me smile.
When they announce on the news that they have busted some hooker and she has a black book that is full of politicians names …… that makes me smile.
Reading in the paper that the longest earthworm ever found in the world measured 22 ft. from head to toe, that makes me smile, I mean, where would one ever use stupid useless information like that? Did you know that the word Mascara, a cosmetic applied to darken eyelashes comes from the Spanish word ma’scara, which in terms come from the Italian maschera, both of which mean, appropriately, “mask.” The root of the words however come for Arabic maskharah, which means buffoon or clown.
Which is what I would be if I lived in San Francisco and used the stuff, that makes me smile.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have all the answers, and ninety percent of the time, I completely forget the questions. My family physician told me that I have something he called Attention Deficit Disorder. He said, “A.D.D. is a complex disorder, blah, blah, blah.” I didn’t pay much attention to the rest of it.
This friend of mine, who happens to be from California, is back here to visit with the family. We went out to eat yesterday and he said during lunch, “If you were to go camping out in the woods, and someone, late at night, snuck into your tent and molested you would you tell anyone about it?” And I thought about it a minute, and replied, “No way. I don’t want no one to know something that terrible happened to me!” He smiled and then said ……… “You wanna go fishin’ this weekend?” ….
That … Makes me smile.
So as you can see, I am just about clueless. Happy and stupid this morning, pour me another cup of that coffee and don’t worry about my road rage, I will take care of it. I don’t have any idea what makes some people smile and others to frown. I don’t know why some people consistently have a “nice day” and others never seem to see it materialize.
This morning, at this very moment, I am smiling a great deal, because the computers’ ISP is down, the stoooopid computer doesn’t know this, and it keeps trying to update me, download me, and is getting frustrated as all get-out (Okie Expression) because it is not being allowed to function in a rational manner. It has sent me numerous dialogue boxes and/or messages asking that I re-establish the link.
Mid week, I get this letter from my “friendly State Farm Agent” and it says, rather tersely, “our records indicate that your present telephone number is no longer 405- **** and that number is no longer your number. Please inform us of your new number immediately and any other cell phone numbers that you have.”
Yeah right, I don’t “immediately” do anything for anyone, yet alone a stinking insurance company. Tossing that into the trash bin … that makes me smile.
And last but not least. I think about all of my Amigo’s from down south. The mere thought of knowing I have all these wonderful people coming to this country each and everyday and they are depending on me …. Now that … Believe it or not … That makes me smile!
Gas is on the move again, inching towards some unseen pinnacle of avarice. Bob in Massena, New York who is stuck in the slow lane, is having gas pains, he is concerned about the price of motor fuel, and for good reason I must admit.
Hard to figure, demand is flat, supplies are ample, the American Highway for the most part is empty, but the price of motor fuel continues to rise. Bob erroneously (in my opinion) believes that OPEC is the main culprit in this high-octane-scenario, but the main players are here at home, big oil and the government.
It wasn’t all that long ago that we were being touted with Ethanol as the magic elixir to solve all of our energy problems, if not eliminating them, then surely it was going to make a dent in the overall oil import problem. Now a fair piece down the road we discover that it is all smoke and mirrors.
Once again, our government who has time after time promised swift action to alleviate this problem, has served us another crap sandwich and it still tastes the same.
Ethanol is a scam nothing more than a $7 billion dollar federal subsidy to farmers to grow corn. It is for all intents and purposes a second rate fuel, designed to reduce imports, that has failed miserably. Now there is growing concern that it also adds to our environmental problems to boot. It creates MORE air pollution than regular gasoline, and it delivers in the end, less miles per gallon.
Ethanol eats up rubber seals in your engine, it works hard to produce nitrogen oxides and other key pollutants by about 7% over gasoline. It is corrosive to fuel lines in older cars, lawnmowers and other non-road engines. So why is it being shoved down our throats.
Mr. Obamma has just mandated the increase of 10% per gallon to 15% by executive order. Good news for the Ethanol industry who has over-built their factories and money in the bank for the American farmer.
You on the other hand … well … You take it in the shorts again … Same old deal.
But there is hope for Bob in Massena, New York, and the rest of you. It comes in the form of the Ford Fiesta, a spiffy little car that is gets downright stingy with a gallon of gasoline.
It’s miserly fuel consumption estimated at 30 mpg in town and 40 mpg on the road is going to be a big draw when gasoline hits the three dollar plus mark. This little car may be one of the reasons Ford Motor Company just posted a $1 billion dollar profit. Ford incidentally is the “only company that didn’t line up at the Federal trough for free taxpayer bailout money.”
It is a small car, which on the inside, looks a lot more expensive than it truly is ($15,675 U.S.) and with it’s impressive fuel numbers should be a big hit in the coming months as gasoline continues its upward spiral. The other thing I found interesting was the reviewers comment at the end. He said: “the fact that the car is oozing-molasses slow. 30mpg in town and 40mpg on the road. A big draw is its impressive gas mileage. But will people find the Fiesta interesting enough to buy when gas is cheap?“
I don’t know what this guy is smoking, but I would like some for the weekend.