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Tuesday, November 01, 2011

Oh, Give It Up, Won't You?

Yesterday, the Tribune reported that Tammy Murray of Oceano would go before the SLO Planning Commission on Thursday to ask them to “vote in favor of her plans to open Compassionate Cannabis Information Center” in Oceano. Mx. Murray wants to run a “470-square-fot collective in a 931-square-foot single-family hyome on a property surrounded by a sprinkling of homes and mini-storage facilities.”

Oh, well, good luck with that. I can guarantee her plans will go nowhere. The whole Medical Marijuana law was one big joke. The people voted the law in and the law enforcers and elected officials and Feds immediately began ignoring or violating it. So did the “patients” and users and the doctors and everyone else. It turned into one huge political football and a farce and now it’s just a disgrace.

A dishonest disgrace that taints everyone who fools with it. The President promises to back off on the issue then sends the Feds to hammer communities big time. Local Pols stand four-square behind “helping sick people dying of cancer” (That always looks compassionate and doesn’t require that the Pol actually does anything), then makes sure that ordinances are written so as to make dispensaries impossible. And when called on it, blandly shrug their shoulders and say, “Don’t blame meeeee, the ordinance (which I wrote) won’t allow it, sooooo sorry.”

And one sheriff, wishing to distract the public from the little matter of his own illegal wiretapping contretemps, engineers a Federal raid and an otherwise upright citizen is facing years in Federal prison.

And the public winks and nods and perfectly healthy people wanting to get a buzz on head for dishonest Doctors claiming their backs hurt, Owwwww, or they’re nervous and can’t sleep, Awwww poor baby, can they plueeezeeee have some Weeeeed?

And growers start plowing ACRES of the green stuff and the amount of pot showing up on the market at “compassionate use” dispensaries (and on the street) surpasses by a gazillion the number of sick people in the state. And before you know it, the whole point of the original Medical Marijuana law turns into idiocy with all the players acting like dishonest fools.

That, dear readers, is the price otherwise sensible people must pay to maintain their appalling hypocrisy.

And so Thursday, the Planning Commissioners will put on their Oh, Look, I’m Being Concerned & Compassionate face and Ms. Murry will be told, “Oh, Darn, we’re sorry but it looks like the ordinance just won’t work at that property. You’ll have to spend even more money and time and come back and we’ll look at another property but you and I know this little dance will end badly because you will NEVER be allowed to open a dispensary but we’re too dishonest to tell you that outright and save you a good deal of time and money. Plus we don’t want to publicly appear to be mean bastards who want cancer patients to suffer.”

Feh.

Duh Times Two

Physicist Richard Muller, one of the Koch Brother’s paid handmaidens and climate change skeptic has finally had a change of heart. Seems he took another look at what nearly all climatologists have already looked at ad naseum and decided, Oh, Gosh, heh-heh, I guess you guys were right after all. Temperatures ARE rising.

Normally, this wouldn’t be much of a problem. Scientists are always questioning and re-testing data and theories. That’s what good scientists do. But in the case of global warming, the paid deniers have helped slow American’s response time to the wrath that is about to set down on us. And that slowed response time will cost many, many people their lives and property.

And that “skepticism” for pay in a scientist is particularly heinous. The Koch Brothers are oil and coal guys. Their interest isn’t the planet, it isn’t people, it isn’t the environment, it isn’t science. It’s how to make as much money selling carbon burning products so they can make as much money as possible. And if the result of that selling means death and destruction to the largest number of people, well, that’s no concern to them. They’ll hire “scientists” to deny the obvious, delay efforts to counter the damage their products are doing, buy congressmen and ad men to lie about the issue. In short, they’ll do everything possible to keep their status quo. Like cigarette manufacturers who hid then lied about the truth about their products and used “scientists” to do it, the Koch Brothers are peddling death while denying it. It’s not personal. It’s business.

And many Americans are dumb enough to have bought into their lies. And that will have a double barreled effect: The delays that still continue (Now, the talking point isn’t whether the science is accurate, it’s, O.K. it’s real, but can we AFFORD to do anything about it?) will hit us on two fronts: The lead time need to offset the worst of the coming effects has already passed and more delay simply means the effects will be far worse than they needed to be – a direct fault of climate change deniers’ delay tactics. In addition, that delay means the loss of US technology leadership. Other countries not in thrall to people like the Koch Brothers, are forging ahead of us in alternative energy research and development. And that’s a real shame. But it’s what happens when you fail to ask the one basic question: Who profits from Fact A and who doesn’t?

In short, follow the money and you’ll usually find a liar and his hired minions. And you can bet that his interests and yours will not coincide.

In the meantime, send a post card to President Obama / White House / 1600 Pennsylvania Ave, Washington, DC 20500 and tell him to veto the Keystone XL project. Burning more oil is exactly the wrong thing to be doing – 180’ wrong.

A Tale of Sickening, Heartbreaking Kismet

Sounds like America’s global warming policy, but it’s not. In this case, it’s a Pulitzer Prize winner, it’s beautifully written, it’s absolutely fascinating and as it builds to the end, which we all know, it takes on a terrible sense of pure, unchangeable Fate. Kismet. It was as Allah Willed It. And the stupid swaggering male macho turf wars that blinded the agencies that were charged with protecting America will make you sick to your stomach, make you furious, and finally hurt your heart as it lays out how “history” too often comes down to this: So many will die because a few top macho American security chiefs hated each other’s guts and were jealous of their turf. Simple as that. And too many others were asleep at the switch and spending more time guarding their bureaucratic rules than watching on the walls, as one misstep after another kept Al Qaeda on track for its date with destiny.

I’m speaking of the book, “The Looming Tower; Al-Qaeda and the Road to 9/11” by Lawrence Wright. Available in paperback. It is a compelling read.

Molly Discovers The Box of Toys

First I heard the rapid incessant squeeking, chomp-squeek, chomp-squeek, followed by a blur of movement, then more squeaks, them a quick spin. It was Molly Malone, the new greyhound. She’d discovered the box of toys in the corner and with untold delight started pulling out and test-chomping each one. In no time, her activity and noise attracted the mild interest of Finn McCool who stretched his long neck near to sniff and watch.

That set Molly curling into a ball to snuggle down on top of her treasures to guard them like a mother hen guarding her chicks. She didn’t growl, she didn’t give the stink eye to Finn, but the way she held her neck and head, low to the ground, stretched out like a poised snake, was dog-body language enough and Finn wisely decided to get interested in something else.

Good Momma Molly and her nest of toys.


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