http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071129/ap_on_sc/conservation_birds

Sometimes you gotta cherish the simple things in life. Like today, I worked my typical workday pullin’ double duty(cook/dishwasher) at the restaurant for 8 bucks an hour – splendid. Those aren’t the things I’m talking about though. I was going to go to the gym and lift after work today, but I decided against it seeing the hoards of people there when I went by. I ran instead. I used to run all the time, and be pretty good at it, my best is a 12 minute two mile, keep in mind I weigh 225lbs. That was at least a year ago and since I was in Alaska for two weeks my running has been near non-existent. I lift at least three times a week though – after all it’s about looking cool, not being healthy(sarc). Tonight I went out for my first run in almost 4 months, just an easy two miler to get me back into the swing of things. I borrowed my roomy’s I-pod and hit the road. The weather was perfect, a crisp 40 degrees and road was free of college kids zipping in and out of their parking spaces since they are all still on Thanksgiving break. I love the feeling of cold air stinging the throat. I started cramping up in places I didn’t know a crap could form – it was much needed pain, a cleansing one. Maybe that’s what I like about running, after you’re done and come off runners high, you feel brand new – clean. Lifting is much the same, but lacks a little something. Maybe it’s that with running you have to push yourself through the pain, and lifting doesn’t involve so much. Either way I need both, that constant day in, day out test of physicality and mental fortitude. If not for being able to run or lift, than knowing that I can pull myself out of bed at 5 or 6am to do it. That in itself is satisfying. Like all things though, get caught up in it and if I don’t get my 3 miler in, my day is ruined. I need to take a lesson from that and apply it to all areas of life. It’s all or nothing - I hate comprising. Sometimes though, I guess you gotta just settle for a quick 1 mile jog and get on with the day. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to doing that, I know I’ll never like it.

another article from a UNCW professor about the environmental devastation all this “economic growth” is having on our local ecosystem…or lack there of. Here’s a reader’s response to that article, and I might add it’s the typical attitude down here. Notice when the writer says the trees are “unsuitable” and the formerly tree laden landscapes are transformed into something “attractive.” Attractive my ass. That attitude is what bothers me greatly about living in this area. It’s a lost cause. The mere thought of staying here and fighting for a few trees that are slated to be cleared for a new condo/apt building is a hopeless dream. The people here don’t care, and the bureaucrats certainly don’t. It’s all about profit. Using the land for the highest profit, not the highest good. For all the good people can do, it amazes me in this day and age we still have the potential to do so much harm without even wincing. It seems to me that a people that consider themselves so “advanced” socially and technologically would be able to live in harmony with fellow residents of the Earth and the Earth itself. Let’s see where this great idea of capitalism takes us in the next hundred years.

I know I’ve been an asshole for not posting something worthy myself lately. I’ve been shortcutting by linking articles I want you all to read. Oh well, it’s all the same I guess, as long as you are doing my reading assignments you will be somewhat prepared. Here’s another one.

Well, I’ve been considering this for awhile, but I think now is a good a time as ever. My eating habits are pretty poor considering I eat only about once a day and usually it’s not very healthy. So I’ve decided to eat locally…sort of. Being inspired by a local blog I’m going to try to eat as much local food as possible. Living at the ocean it should be pretty easy. I’ve got an abundant food source full of fish to the east of me, and to the west and north I’ve got plenty of farms(south is Myrtle Beach). Of course it might be impossible to only eat local food because it’s the end of the growing season and I haven’t canned any food for the winter months around here. Trace from the blog mentioned that he goes “dumpster diving” and finds some really good stuff. So I think between eating fish, dumpster diving for discarded but still good food and buying meat out of the expiring bin at the store I should be able to make a good little change. This is much better than eating beef and chicken slaughtered hundreds or thousands of miles away and shipped to Wilmington to fatten the fat. I’d rather eat things that will be thrown out and wasted or eat something I either kill or grow myself. My pumpkins this year were and utter failure. It seemed every time a little pumpkin would start to grow on the vine something would eat it. I never did catch the culprit but I think it was the birds I attract with the bird feeder. I doubt the cockroaches have enough ambition to take on a fresh pumpkin. So it begins, my quest for independence and the salvation of unwanted food.

Today on the local talk radio show a man called in preaching about our need to be energy independent and the fact that we need to get off mid-east oil. That got me thinking all day about this. The caller made some points about how we could do this easily by just getting more oil from the oil shale in the Rockies, drilling in ANWR and off the coast on the seabed. I’ve been having an internal dialogue with myself all day about what it means to be energy independent and how to get there. First and foremost you have to start at the beginning. Oil - we get most of our imported oil from Canada and then Saudi Arabia. After that it goes Mexico, Nigeria, Venezuela and sharply drops by half with Algeria, Iraq and so on. The “middle eastern oil” we talk about is Saudi oil. The supposedly fund terrorist organizations with the money they make from exports to our countries along with others. So, to the everyday American it would make perfect sense to not buy their oil. That obviously won’t happen, just look what happened in the 70’s with the oil embargo. I don’t think we have to worry about Canada anytime soon and Mexico isn’t exactly a threat nationally. So we’re left with importing oil to feed the insatiable and ridiculous need for growth to prop up our failing system. People like the caller feel that the government owes it to us to keep this oil coming(cheaply) so that we can continue our unintelligent and short-sided living styles. The answer is very simple to me. I know with peak oil and the consumption of resources going so fast we’ll run out in the next hundred or so years that we need to plan ahead. Not by some governmental program, but independently and locally. I have a friend who makes his own bio-diesel, I know others that ride their bike to work, or drive a smaller car. Nothing spectacular, just simple changes, which also happen to be healthy ones. It’s as easy as buying local organic food that didn’t have to travel as far. Start canning local vegetables for the coming winter months and eat seasonally with meat. Hell, even better, grow your own vegetables and animals for food. Most importantly and I stress this part…brew your own beer. I recently grabbed a book on brewing beer and plan to turn my bathroom into a makeshift brewery. These ever so simple changes make an impact when millions of people are doing them. You’ve got to live with the land and not off it. A perfect example is the Southeast where I live. We’re in a drought. Atlanta has 3 months of drinking water left and people don’t seem to be doing much about it. It makes sense that when you crowd and area with too many people, plant alien vegetation that requires more water than the ecosystem is used to, and consume water to keep your housing tract lawns so “evergreen” that you might start running into problems. Without rain 3 months from now the people there will have no recourse except the government to fly in water or have it directed from somewhere else. People don’t plan ahead; they keep living their lives as comfortable as possible with no thought to the consequences that might occur by consuming too much and not paying attention to the natural world around them.

Then we have this whole oil shale debacle. Oil Shale is essential sedimentary rock that contains stuff called kerogen that when heated is released as an oil like substance that can be used similarly. Now what is the problem with this you ask? Essentially, the same as coal mining. Open pit mines and damaging the aquifers are a huge risk. The companies are trying to heat the rock in the ground and basically suck off the good stuff. The only problem with this is keeping it from seeping into other parts of the ground. Solution: ice walls. Yah, baby put an ice wall around a hot area, great idea. All joking aside, they might be able to get somewhere with it if they can every figure out how to do it in a manner that’s economical for the companies. But for ice, you need water, and last I heard the west wasn’t so big on that resource. However, with a good chunk of it on public land in Colorado(Green river formation) I doubt the companies would have to worry about environmental issues. Especially, if oil prices keep going up. People want their “shiny things” and the Earth be damned if it gets in the way. Then you have tar sands, which is similar in the fact that you get oily stuff from the ground mixed in with a bunch of rock and dirt. Canada is really the one with the large-scale production of this stuff and it faces similar environmental hazards, along with the obvious problems of open pit mining.

My favorite coal. Being from the Allegheny Mountains I feel a closer connection with this issues. Although in Northern, PA/Southern NY where I live(It’s right on the border), I don’t have to worry about this. My friends south of me do however. Coal is one of those industries that seem to be synonymous with Americana. I group it right in there with the steel industry and logging…those old time industries that really built America up to what it has become. Now we’ve outgrown the need for that kind of industry because there’s too much demand and we can get it cheaper by importing. Let alone if we were to completely isolate ourselves at the current rate of consumption we’d have nothing left within a couple years. It’d be economic and environmental disaster - the end of America. Coal is going to make a comeback. With peak oil and prices rising, coal will be coming back with a vengeance. And isn’t it good to know that there’s plenty of it out west which just so happens to be where a lot of the production will come from. Isn’t it also nice to know that not only will western states get to deal with oil shale, but also coal mining…what a paradise. Of course back east I’m sure we’ll still rape and pillage the land. Strip mine, and then when we’re done seal in the poison waters into a couple retention ponds and put a public golf course on top of the old mine(you know set it back to the original condition that it was in before mining). It’s going to be a clusterfuck ladies and gentlemen, I swear on my mother’s grave(oops she isn’t dead yet).

Ok I lied, coal isn’t my favorite, ANWR is. Maybe because I’ve visited Alaska and heard both sides, read a few books on it and had a nice conversation with people that study the caribou herds. The simple man’s argument would be something like this, “Man, who cares about middle eastern oil, we got loads up it up in dat der ANWR but the liberals don’t want us to drill there because they’re concerned about some dumb Alaskan deer.” I shit you not that’s what I hear 90% of the time. The smart mans argument would go something like this, “I know there are environmental hazards by drilling for oil in ANWR, but with the current state of world affairs I think it would be the best option as long as environmental hazards are taken into account and prevented.” Now here’s what I think…ANWR. The controversy comes from drilling in the 1002 area, which is the coastal plain of ANWR. This also just so happens to be the calving ground for the 120,000 strong porcupine caribou herd, along with nesting grounds for many birds. This is in fact an environmentally sensitive area because for thousands of years the caribou have been coming here every year to give birth. The biologist we spoke to said that he believed it would have a negative impact on the caribou because they are so wary of loud noises or things they might have reason to be skittish with. This is the main reason that ramps were put in on the pipeline and that it was elevated so that the caribous could cross. However, according to the biologist, many times they don’t. On the flip side he said they’ve been known to use roads to cover greater distances, so it’s a two-sided coin. According to him any good scientist will say they don’t know the long-term effects of drilling on the coastal plain, however that is only because they need verifiable evidence and data to support a claim that it would be harmful. But it seems rather commonsense that it would be. The other issue with drilling is that its pollution rate is really bad. There are spills, leaks and fumes spewed into the ground and air all the time. Just west, ok really far west(It’s Alaska, huge state) you have the National Petroleum Reserve. Up until 1999 it was pretty much off limits until our good friend under Babbit the Secretary of The Interior under Clinton leased a good portion of the northeastern section. The rest was left as environmentally sensitive areas until the Bush years, which all together eliminated that. So the question we have to ask ourselves in the end isn’t whether we want to save caribou, but rather if we’re will to sacrifice everything to gain a little something. If you are at all interested in learning more about ANWR I encourage you to read Jonathan Waterman’s book, “Where The Mountains Are Nameless.” I’ll leave you with a quote from the book which has a tour bus drive talking about Deadhorse, AK near the oil fields…”Twenty-five years ago this was all a wasteland…now look at it. It’s a modern industrial complex.” So it goes…

I was going to write a big long blog about how Jesus is no different than Zarathustra, Muhammed, Buddha..etc. By that I mean virgin births that go way back to many different belief systems, including some “pagan” ones that Christianity has stolen dates from (ie. Christmas/Easter). I’ll sum it up and get my point out of the way. I don’t think some dead Jew was the son of God. We are all sons and daughters of god, whatever “God” may be. The whole gist of the post was going to be how I’ve never been able to comprehend the worship of one man from a patriarchal Jewish society who’s been dead for 2000 years. In that I can’t fathom worshipping any other man, especially when the historical facts don’t point in their favor. If Jesus is the son of God, I am too. He might have been a much better person than me, but that was his journey, and this is mine. However, I think if you took the New Testament by itself you’d have an entirely different and better religion, if there is such a thing. Be that as it may, I will now focus on fact that not having the change of four seasons really throws my internal clock off.

In Wilmington, NC which happens to be located on the eastern coast, the leaves don’t turn any shades of aspen yellow, or brilliant orange before they fall to the ground. This area seems to just fade from summer to winter without any acknowledgement between the two. Mostly longleaf pine, the eastern seaboard doesn’t lend itself very well to a beautiful autumn from the get go. It just amazes me how attached I am to the changing of seasons. It doesn’t seem natural for me to go from summer to winter without the autumn, full of changing leaves, the crisp air and morning frost along with a slew of fresh cider and donuts from the mill down the road. Instead I’m dealing with a drought and 80 degree weather at the end of October. I hate it. If I could be anywhere for two weeks out of the year it’d be home in the Allegany mountains when the leaves are changing. Maybe not for sheer beauty, although I do rank it up there with what I’ve seen in my short life, but because I’m so attached to the memories and the vibe of the place. Fall brings back memories of playing football, putting away the shorts for the jeans, walking in the woods and most importantly the reminder that we are part of something greater than ourselves. Nature’s wonder and beauty are playing out right in front of our eyes while the earth starts tilting away from the sun and the trees prepare for the long winter. There’s something magical about that time of year. Maybe it has something to do with Halloween and the spiritual activity of the place awakening. Or maybe, the area has a spirit of its own which I’ve grown so fond of. It’s not something you can appreciate until you leave. The part of North Carolina I live in now is devoid of any type of “magic,” instead its full of condos and traffic. Maybe it’s all the negativity from the people that’s in the air. Or maybe this place doesn’t embrace the people like the land does back home because of what they’re doing to it. I know I speak of the land like a living being, and that’s because it is. This time of year it’s exhaling, and preparing for a long sleep until it’s time to awake and push life back to the surface toward the returning sun. I walk outside on a Thursday evening and I hear kids who drive Volvo’s and BMW’s screaming about how drunk they are. I should be in a small village or in a cabin where instead of pushing nature aside you can embrace it. That’s what fall is for me, a time to embrace the waning moments warm weather and a myriad of colors before the onset of a usually harsh and unforgiving winter. Wilmington, North Carolina doesn’t know the first thing about that. Instead they’ll have Halloween costume parties at bars and see who can dress the sluttiest and win the $100 prize. I doubt anyone even thinks about the origins of Halloween, actually I know they don’t. There is no reverence for the natural world here. If it doesn’t pertain to the sandy shores of the beach then you might as well forget about it. Give me a gallon of fresh pressed apple cider, an Edward Abbey book and a day in forest behind my Grandmother’s old farm any day over the “luxurious lifestyle” of the beach. Anyway – to compensate I’ve made 4 loaves of pumpkin bread which I would post pictures of if I had my camera’s usb cord. The cider in the fridge is hard even though it was pasteurized and I have three store bough pumpkins with two growing on the vine on the backporch. So, all in all I guess it’s not that bad, I just picked one shithole of a city to call home.

News Article…. Off the fucking cliff we go…

A recent article in the local Wilmington paper made note of a tour of local houses that were utilizing “green” building. One of the houses mentioned was built by a local builder who used pines from new growth forest for wood, built “high performance” windows to make use of the breezes and has his home partially powered by solar. This is great, right? Well ya, until you consider the fact that this home is over 9,000 sq. feet. Apparently, sustainability now comes in the form of homes built within a huge development which are ironically named things like “Brunswick Forest.” Brunswick Forest is almost 5,000 acres of cleared forest to make room for all the new homes. Golly gee wiz! that sounds like an environmentalist dream. If you believe the website(and I sure do!) then you can too enjoy the lovely landscape that’s been “enhanced by nature’s hand.” I’m not even going to make a smart ass remark about that quote, it’s stupidity should be blatant enough. Back to builder Senior and his 9,000sq. foot home. I don’t mean to knock the guy for using some environmentally sound practices, however, if you aim is to be environmentally sound your best bet is to just not build a 9,000 sq. foot on the intracoastal waterway where there’s already been enough damage. It’s like hitting someone over the head so you can take them to the hospital all for the outcome of looking like your taking care of them. There are a few good instances of green building in this article, like Dan Brawley head of the local film festival Cucaloris has done. Recycled materials on the cheap, that’s the way to go. Everyone is obsessed with buying new, when really you can get the same quality with alot more character just by scrounging around for some used material. I guess I am just flabbergasted that abomination built in those developments can be seen as anything close to green. I suppose I’d rather see revitalization of the downtown area than the destruction of an already perfect Pine Savannah or pocosin habitat.

Step one: Destroy the local ecosystem through land clearing.
Step two: Build unsustainable homes and plant foreign vegetation for landscaping sake.
Step three: Throw up two solar panels and buy a prius.
Step four: Declare you’re environmental savior status.

All sarcasm aside, I think it is a good thing that “green building” is a growing trend. But it’s inevitably flawed. Growth itself cancels out any good done by solar power or recycled materials, especially if you live in a future slum like “Marsh Oaks” or “Brunswick Forest.” We need to focus on reducing consumption and reusing old materials, homes, cars. But as long as society covets things like new cars, large homes, Paris Hilton, and shiny things, we are doomed to fail not only as a nation, but also as a species of this planet.

9-5 day in and day out. Washing dishes, making food, all for the fattened customers strolling in from their gated communities. They are “well off,” according to their own versions of terrestrial wealth. I watch them scamper in and out all day like a party of ants scouring the sand for their next meal. This is no way to spend your days. If I was to die tomorrow would I want to know that my last day on earth, our home, was spent making food and washing the dishes of this arrogant, ignorant colony of people that moved here for “the good life.” I needed to get out. Away from the constant buzz of the highway and beeping horns of angry commuters trying to get to their destination faster than the next driver. It’s a race down the highways and roads. Who’s got the faster car, the bigger car, the more expensive car. I’d had it with the city. I threw my camera in my backpack and drove off. Not to some distant wilderness location, teeming with the sounds and silence of birds, crickets and water - no, rather to the quiet back roads. A place where the wind can blow without trying to overpower the constant hum of civilization and there is a stillness in the air contrary to the breeze. Out here on this backcountry road, I quiet my mind. I notice the egrets standing in the shallow brackish water, lilies floating on the wind blown surface, which ripples and bobs like a sheet hanging to dry in the summer breeze. Six feet away from me in the shallow, murky water is a large 8 foot alligator. I’m not afraid, but curious, of this beast which I’ve never been so close to. It has no fear of me, although it keeps a very watchful eye. The alligator must think I’m strange to sit there and stare at him trying to warm his body in the sun. And I think of how easily this animal, millions of years old, perfected by time, could take me to my grave in the time it would take my heart to jump in fear of it’s closing jaws. But no, this is not that scene. Instead, it’s just me and the alligator - staring, listening, learning. I’m no farther than a 20 minute drive from the place I see destroyed everyday. Plastic houses, stamped out in the most economical fashion. Nails pounded, rivets punched, screw drivers working as fast as the hands of the illegal immigrant can make it go. This, all in the name of progress. As I sit there I think that “progress” should mean the moving forward of something, the gradual improvement. Though, everyday I see the opposite, I see the plundering of resources for material wealth, with no thought put towards future generations, or the trees and animals displaced to provide a “home” for someone looking to retire or start a new life in the coast. This alligator, as simple as it may be, reminds me of our own imperfections and frailty. If it wanted it could make me its delicious dinner. I am no challenge to this animal, and maybe he senses that. There is something to be said for simplicity. This animal doesn’t want excess or to destroy the environment it lives in. As simple as it is, driven by million year old instincts, it understands that it’s home, it’s life is dependant on a healthy ecosystem. No clean water = no fish. No fish = no food. No food = death. As humans I wonder why we can’t understand that philosophy better. Because something is expensive or large does not make it better, especially if it comes at the cost of the ecosystem. Driving back “home” I am passed by at least 7 drivers. Apparently, 55mph just isn’t fast enough on a two lane road. No matter though, my mind was as still as the alligator, saving his energy to catch his next meal.

A great article from Orion Magazine about being accountable for your own actions when it comes to the environment, and not just talking about them. Shows that we all have a long way to go and can only get there by raising the bar for ourselves and hoping others follow the lead. Click for LINK

Here are some more INCREDIBLE Orion articles…
The Universe
Fundamentalism and The Ecosystem…Please read this one, I beg you.
Global Dumbing
Oren Lyons Interview

Just in case you don’t read the interview I’d like to post an excerpt from it which I find to be the most important message he gives.

“And so it goes on, this idea of private property, this idea of accruement of wealth. And now we have corporate states, corporations that have the status of states—independent and sovereign, and fealty to no one, no moral law at all. President Bush has said, “Let the market dictate our direction.” Now if that isn’t about as stupid as you can get. What he said was, let the greed of the people dictate the direction of the Earth. If that’s the basis of a country, then it’s really lost what you would call a primary direction for survival.

This is really the danger today—this empty, senseless lack of leadership. But it doesn’t mean that responsibility isn’t in the hands of the people. To come down to the nut of the whole thing, it’s the people’s responsibility to do something about it. Leadership was never meant to take care of anybody. Leadership was meant to guide people; they take care of themselves. People should be storming the offices of all these pharmaceutical companies that are stealing money from them. They should be dragging these leaders, these CEOs, out into the streets and they should be challenging them. They’re not doing that. They’re just worried about how they’re going to pay more.

It’s the abdication of responsibility by the people. What was it that they said? By the people and for the people? That was the Peace Maker’s instruction: Of, by, and for the people. You choose your own leaders. You put ‘em up, and you take ‘em down. But you, the people, are responsible. You’re responsible for your life; you’re responsible for everything.

People haven’t been here all that long as a species on the Earth. We haven’t been here all that long and our tenure is in question right now. The question arises, Do we have the wisdom, do we have the discipline, do we have the moral rule, the moral law, are we mature enough to care for what is our responsibility? That question can only be answered by the people.”

My buddy is moving to a town just about an hour north of Wilmington. It’s old, classy, and pretty goddamn nice. However some asshole developers want to change all that by “revitalizing” the city. Here’s a link to my friend’s blog post about it. Let’s get this out of the way too. Everyone says “Sean your blogs are so negative.” No shit, if you lived down here and had half a fucking heart yours would be too. They’re destroying this place city by city, parcel by parcel. So go back to your small towns and cities and wonder why its so “negative.” Oh, and remember the American motto, “Build build build, buy buy buy.” Amen, peace the fuck out.

I just saw a commercial on tv by Bill Saffo the current mayor of Wilmington. The election is Oct. 9th, and I won’t be voting for him. Not only is he a real estate guy, here’s a link to his company, all his buddies and donors are real estate guys and developers. Bill wants to make Wilmington great he says, after all, according to him it is the best place to live. We’ve got to fix our ailing sewers system, acquire more empty space and have some jobs for people in town rather than just having Wilmington be a large retirement home. Oh, he wants to improve our quality of living too. Are you kidding me? I assume by what I’ve seen of your work so far Bill, that “quality of life” means having a 500K home in a development and driving a Chevy Suburban. No sir, that is not the quality of life we need. We do need more open spaces and less development. We need bike lanes and good developmental planning so you can access stores and restaurants by bike or on foot. Instead you’ve created a clusterfuck where you’re likely to get hit on your bike or on foot. Nothing is easily accessible with your, build now, plan later scheme. You’ve done an awful job for this city and I haven’t even mentioned the sewers spills which were and are absolutely ridiculous. When a pipe can only hold the volume of 30K people, you should try putting 50K people’s turds floating down it. It’s basic math and science. So why don’t you take all that donor money you’ve received and go buy a house somewhere far far away, because if you really cared for the city you wouldn’t run for re-election.

Today at work I tried telling my boss about peak oil. I was confronted with an arrogant amount of ignorance and stubbornness. I told her about peak oil and that down the road it’s going to be major trouble. To that she replied that these so called “experts” can’t be trusted. Look at Greenland, it’s called “green”land because it used to be a very fertile and livable place. So obviously these global warming “experts” must not have a clue. She also said it was “arrogant” to think that we as people can have that much effect on the world. Excuse me? It’s arrogant to believe we can change the environment? She then told me that we’ll just drill somewhere else. It was very obvious at this point that I was not getting my point through. The conversation progressed from the science to the economic difficulties we’ll encounter. To that she replied that we need to worry about China. Ok, fine, China is becoming a powerhouse, but who is helping them? I told her that if she didn’t like the idea of China becoming powerful, then we only have ourselves to blame. She of course disagreed that we had that much of an effect on their economy. All you need to do is go to the U.S. Census Bureau’s website on foreign trade statistics and you can see that trade with China has gone up every year for the last 7 years. But after all it you can’t rely on these experts. I mean why trust someone who has devoted their entire life to the study of a particular field, obviously a lady who drives an Lincoln Navigator and runs a restaurant must know more. On the pollution front she said that we don’t have do try and curb out pollution because compared to China we can’t do anything. That is one of the most arrogant and retarded arguments I’ve heard in a long time. If someone else is stealing, it doesn’t make it right to keep doing it because they are. So, I tried explaining it to her in terms of population growth. It’s simple if you have a shrinking supply of resources and a growing demand there will be tension and the resource will become more valuable, thus causing it to be more expensive. I said we need to conserve and think ahead. All I got out of her was that “The U.S. will only keep getting bigger and better.” I was dumbfounded, mad, frustrated and disappointed all at the same time. How can we as a people go on with such ignorance. Oh, and I think she threw in a comment about the Democrats too somewhere in there. I can understand if you look at the information objectively and come up with your own ideas and opinions, but to discount something as significant as this because you can’t trust “experts” is just asinine and dangerous. Sirbikes might be right, we’re heading over the cliff and no one’s willing to check and see if the brakes work.

Lately I’ve been more consumed by politics more than ever. I just can’t seem to figure out where I fit in. The more I think about it, I don’t want to fit in. I want to decide on each issue as it comes, rather than have to be in one party which has an umbrella over certain ideals. I don’t like the democrats and I don’t like the republicans, but agree with some of their points. It’s hard being independent in this day and age. Especially when most people my age don’t give a second though to politics. I find this so sad. We are privileged enough to be born in America, which I truly believe to be the greatest country on earth. However, I don’t see any appreciation for that privilege. Just to be clear it isn’t a right, it is a privilege. The right to free speech? No, it’s a privilege. If it wasn’t for our soldiers fighting for our freedom we’d have none of it, hell maybe even speak German. I don’t agree with this war completely, but think radical Islam along with the environment are the most important issues on the world stage this day. I hope both of those concerns go away, but it won’t happen unless people start paying attention to whats going on. We all have the ability to change the world for the positive, but many choose to sit back and do nothing. I figure I’ve got 60 years left if I’m lucky, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to waste them sitting around watching a bunch of politicians fill their pockets and do nothing to improve the state of things. As Americans not only do we have the ability to change our country for the better, but also the world. That doesn’t mean we should be starting pre-emptive wars to bring “democracy” to countries. However, we do need to be the change we wish to see. You can’t preach something to someone if you don’t live it yourself. Case and point, Al Gore. As much as I think the guy has brought global warming to the forefront of the environmental movement for everyday people, he does live a life which isn’t in accordance with what he preaches. Sure he buys carbon offsets, but really come on, if you want people to follow you, set an example where you show sacrifice, the same sacrifice you ask other Americans to make. Not all of us are made of money, and being environmentally friendly might only be feasible in the form of using paper instead of plastic bags at the grocery store or riding your bike more. But you know, that’ll make a difference, however small. If everyone made a small change we could collectively do something great. The sad thing about politics and the do nothing generation I’m a part of is that I don’t see that change coming. People my age want to party and hang out. I don’t have any problem with that, I love a good night of drinking and getting rowdy too, but at the same time that should be balanced with the responsibility that comes with being an American. You have a responsibility to make sure your government is doing the right thing. I write this blog more out of frustration than anything. You can rant all you want but who knows what good it will do. Hopefully someday the message will be spread and all we can do is keep spreading it until something happens and people wake up. Until then then, this buds for you.

The “Economic Growth Index” study gave an ‘F’ to Erie, Niagara, Orleans, Genesee, Allegany and Chautauqua counties, while Cattaraugus and Wyoming counties received a grade of ‘D.’

I completely feel for the folks back home who feel like they can’t get a break. However, when I look at the alternative, a economically thriving area such as Wilmington, North Carolina, I can only shudder at the consequences of a “thriving” economy. The problem seems to be that our economy works on growth. Stagnation is a cancer of the economy. The world we live in is not unlimited. We only have a limited amount of land, water, air and animal/plant life. If our economy aims to keep growing forever and ever there will come a point where there is nothing left to sell but the ruins of old condos and bottled air, presumably owned by Pepsi or Coke. You can preach about it all you want, but to some people it just won’t sink in until it’s too late. They won’t wake up until the last tree has been cut down for a gated development called something like “Long Gone Forest.” I still have a bit of hope people will stop being blind to it, and with the hope feel the responsibility to bring it to people’s attention. It’s the ones that are most blind and careless when it comes to protecting our world that we must give the most attention too. I’ve found more often than not it’s not that people don’t care, but rather they just don’t understand. It’s like when you tell someone of the genocide in Sudan, they might say, “oh that’s horrible” and then go back to watching Jeff Foxworthy’s new game show. But, if you could show them first hand the devastation, I don’t know a single person who wouldn’t try to contribute in some way to stopping it. People do care, they just have to much other junk in the way. Like my buddy over at Jackburnslives.com says, “it’s not the earth that’s in trouble, it’s us.” We’re only a blip on the timeline of earth. We may off it just as soon unless we wake up and start being proactive about protecting the earth and our resources. So today as I went around snapping photos that thought ran through my head and so did and old poem I had to write for class.

A lot can change in twenty years
even a simple cable repair man can see that much.
My view from the top of the telephone pole used
to be refreshing. A flat sand worn landscape
brimming with sea birds and evergreens.
Now plastic condos litter my view
from my crows nest of telephone wire.
They stand in the footprints
of stamped out copper roofed homes.
The four lane road down below hides
the old two lane “county 21.”
The same road that used to carry beat up chevy’s
now fills up with Mercedes and BMW’s.
Hell, you can’t even see the ocean
unless you’re standing on the shore!

They call it “progress”, I think not.
Long ago a man wrote, “the woods are lovely, dark and deep.”
So, with no longer to go before I sleep
I hope to dream of creeper vines reaching over concrete
of trees to shadow the shore
and gulls to roost in the apexes
of mansions long abandoned beside the sea.

As some of you know I’m spearheading the first annual “Cape Fear International Environmental Film Festival.” It’s a long name I know. The point of the film festival is to bring awareness to global and local environmental issues through different media outlets such as photography, poetry, and mainly film. This will be happening next spring through UNCW’s facilities, if all goes as planned. Well, today I met with UNCW’s film dept. chair, Dr. Buttino. He finally gave me the go ahead even though nothing is final until it gets approved through the school. Now I’ve got to meet with a group of academic advisers to lay out the blue print for the festival. This way, Dr. Buttino can take the semi-concrete plan over to his friends in the Environmental Science departments and see if they want to get on board. In the end I’m hoping the school will sponsor it, and with help from the students and faculty it could become something really big for the area. More importantly I hope it just gets the message out there. Anyway I’m open to taking suggestions or ideas for the festival. So if you live in the area or just have an idea, feel free to leave a comment of email me at seancarr54@yahoo.com. Thanks.

Just returned from a short two days out in Uwharrie National Forest which is in the piedmont region of North Carolina. As is customary I leave this (shite) hole of a town as often as possible. If I had a faster car I’d go farther west. I left right after work Friday night. Unfortunately it took me over an hour to get across the bridge and onto the highway which is a total of maybe 5 miles. Gotta love Wilmington traffic, which I’m happy to contribute to as long as I’m leaving town. Anyway, I left later that I wanted because of that and therefore when I arrived at the Birkhead Mountain Wilderness Area it was dark. I planned on pitching a tent somewhere near the parking area. After I pulled in I got out and walked around. There was an old farmhouse there which is part of the wilderness area. It was spooky to say the least because the moon was giving everything a creepy glow. Finally after some drunks pulled into the parking area and left seeing my car, I decided it was safe to pitch the tent. Let’s just say it was way too hot to get a good nights rest and I got somewhere around 2 spotty hours of sleep.

I was up with the sun as is normal when sleeping outside. I brushed my teeth and washed my face with the water I had and made the plans for the day. Instead of hiking the 7 miles in the wilderness area trails, I decided to drive over to Morrow Mountain State Park which is fairly close. I drove to the top of Morrow Mountain and watched the sun burn off the valley fog. I was surprised how cool it felt in the morning. Somewhere around 3am and 5 am the temperature must have dropped a good 10-15 degrees. Maybe the fog has something to do with it, but it was cool enough to almost pass for an autumn morning in my delusional mind.

It didn’t last for long though. By 11 it was getting closer to the 99 degree high for the day…and no I didn’t type that wrong. Morrow mountain was full of cyclists and runners who tackle the hills in the park because they’re short and easy which makes it nice if you want a break. So after spitting my breakfast out(a big heaping mouthful of redman chew) I drove down to the waterfront and started hiking. I took a nice easy trail along the water out to the dam.

It was a very pretty walk. Full of skinks(NC lizards), birds I’d never seen and plenty of spiderwebs…oh and girls running cross country, the important thing is that there were girls running. I passed a water moccasin and a few squirrels along the way. There were also a few outcroppings of large boulders you could climb along the shore. By the time I got to the dam, which isn’t far, I had soaked through my t-shirt with sweat. The view from the top of the rocks near the dam was a really nice finish to the first trail.


You could see the water is definitely down from it’s usually height. They’ve had a burn advisory throughout the state because it’s been so hot and dry. That’s half the reason I didn’t go camping because I wouldn’t have been allowed to start a fire. The last thing I needed was Ranger Joe sneaking up on me and giving me a big old fine for having a campfire in the woods. Anyway It was a good trip.

http://www.repamerica.org/….I had no idea such a thing existed. Republicans that acknowledge global warming? Wow. Cheers.

Today was a good day. I woke up real early and head almost three hours south to Santee Coastal Reserve just north of Charleston, S.C. It used to be an old rice plantation that has since been turned over as a wildlife and land reserve. There are plenty of alligators out there that’s for sure. I had alot of trouble getting any real good shots of them because by the time you were close enough to film them, they’d make a huge splash and hide under the water. I saw some really big alligators, and some even bigger mosquitos and horseflies. That was the main reason I didn’t make a whole day out of the are. I put just about a quarter of the bottle of deet I had with me on and it did nothing to stop or even slow down the relentless attack by the bugs. This is an area I definitely want to go back to when it’s a bit cooler and the bugs aren’t as bad.

P.S. - I hate Myrtle Beach and the traffic it has. I’d also like to say that I saw way too many housing developments and signs like, “Twilight Forests - not just a place to live, but a lifestyle… 3 golf course, 2 tennis courts and plenty of cardboard cutout homes” for one day.

Tomorrow morning, well in about 5 hours I’m waking up to drive 2-3 hours south along the coast the the Santee Coastal Reserve and Francis Marion National Forest. I’ve been in Wilmington for over a week, and that’s just too long. Time to get out and do some hiking, biking and photography. Apparently there’s plenty of alligators down that way, which is what I’m aiming to get a bunch of photos and footage of. I’m taking the mountain bike too, because they’re hiking/biking trails and I can cover a lot more ground with the bike. Still haven’t decided if I’m going to stay down there overnight. If I do I can illegally camp in the reserve because I have no reservation, or I could spend money on a hotel. Most likely I’ll just spend all day and drive back and crash. Adios.

Man, there is a lot to say, but I don’t feel like writing a lot tonight so I’ll keep it short and semi-sweet. Today after I got out of my job of washing dishes at an Asian restaurant. Yes, a glamorous job for a post-graduate. That’s what you get for studying film and religion. Though I’d rather wash dishes the rest of my life than work in an office somewhere. Anyway, today as I was driving home there were a few things I noticed. I’m not sure if I was just being extra perceptional or if I’m usually just fried at the end of the day of washing dishes and prepping food for wasteful rich folks in the Mayfair shopping complex. Either way, the first thing I noticed where the Canadian geese that have been hanging out in the man made retention ponds in the Mayfair Shopping center that was only a short three years ago mostly long leaf pine forest. I often think about man’s impact on the land because I live in a city that is growing faster than anyone I’ve ever seen. Every month a new parcel of land is chopped up or auctioned off to a developer to “improve” as Edward Abbey once said about his stay out west. Across from the ponds that the Geese feed in are an apartment complex that costs more just because it’s in a shopping center, and the other one is adjacent to a roundabout and an area that’s going to be developed, the roads are there but no foundation or buildings put in yet. I always enjoy driving by the geese before and after work and trying to get which pond they’ll be in. Lately It’s been pretty easy guess which pond, because the one they usually hang out in is being worked on to fix some soil problem I guess. Either way it improves my day.

After work I had to deposit two checks into my bank account because I’m insanely broke. After I deposited my money that will fund my trip to the Santee Coastal Reserve in South Carolina this weekend, I walked back to my car. There was big ol’ truck with the windows down and the truck running. Now I can understand if they left in on with the windows up and the AC running. Although I don’t agree with it I can at least rationalize it. I myself never us AC. Not because I don’t like being cool, but because the AC is so hard on my engine that I just roll the windows down and sweat it out like a man. I can’t understand why a person who didn’t seem to need a big truck was letting it run. Apparently he’d rich because gas hasn’t been exactly cheap lately. Oh well, he can fund Saudi Arabia while claiming to be a patriot. The third thing I saw on the way home was a “homeless” man standing on the median with a sign that said, “veteran, hungry, thank you.” I have no problem giving my money to people who NEED it. Much like taxes, as long as they’re going to things I think are good causes and programs, please take as much as you need. However, where did this guy get the cardboard and marker to write on. If Chris McCandless could work at McDonalds and still live like a homeless person I have no doubt this guy could find work if he WANTED to. I understand a lot of homeless people have mental illness, but if you have the where with all to make the sign and beg for money, you can certainly get a job. Hell all the illegal mexicans I work with can do it, and they do a damn fine job. Certainly better than any American…, but that’s a whole other topic. My point being that I don’t have a point, I just wanted to share some of the thoughts that went through my head on the way home today. Hopefully after this weekend I’ll have some cool video clips from the Santee Coastal Reserve of some alligators and whatnot. I’ll post them when I get some time.

Alright, now go and say “Global warming and the environmental crisis is a big liberal hoax.” That’s when I go, “Alright douchebag, go fuck yourself.” Point and case. No reason to argue with people, they’ll either wisen up and stop being selfish bastards or they wont and their children will suffer the consequences for their ignorance and greed. Sad, dismal, but true. Have a great day ; )

Tonight Justin and me went out a quick little 25 mile bike ride out to blue clay road and beyond. It was a great ride. We left went the sun was just starting to go down and reaped the benefits of not sweating until we turned into raisins. The ride took us out into the less developed outskirts of Wilmington. We rode past pastures full of wilting corn, fields of wild grass and tall “weeds.” The further we went the more the air let go of the city. The