Thursday, May 23, 2019

Some Thoughts on Minimum Wage

NPR article that wonders why, if we're at full employment, why aren't we celebrating? My response:
In spite of all the slicksters who've gone through the comment section with the ðŸ˜† icon, most commenters have an excellent and exact understanding of what is really going on with our economy -- an economy which favors Wall Street over Main Street, and an economy which reflects that the buying power of the minimum wage peaked in 1968, when I was 8 years old -- a little over FIFTY -- FIFTY! -- years ago.
I was forced to leave a union job in 2005. (That's 14 years ago, for the slicksters.) I was making $30 an hour, with 5 weeks vacation, another week of personal days, and sick days on top of that. Anything over 8 hours of work in a day was paid overtime -- none of this hoping to make 80 hours minimum in two weeks before being paid overtime. Competitors bid on our work several times, and with our pay and benefits, we were still cheaper than what the competitors wanted to charge the company to do our work. Since '05, I've had one job that almost paid about half of what I used to make -- but it breaks the slicksters' cold, dead libertarian hearts -- because the salaries must come directly from their small, selfish pockets! -- that people dare demand $15 an hour for a MINIMUM wage! Oh, the horror! ðŸ˜±
If the minimum wage had kept up with productivity and other economic indicators, it would be anywhere from $18 to $23 an hour. If it had kept up with CEO pay, it would be around $30 an hour.
As a character in Richard Hooker's "M*A*S*H Goes To Maine" said, "Great bald-headed, unrevised, North American Protestant Jesus Christ!"

Monday, September 4, 2017

The Ongoing American Civil War



While my research has not been extensive or definitive, imagine my surprise to find that most of the Confederate War statues were erected decades after the Civil War - some as late as the mid-20th Century! Many were sponsored by the Daughters of the Confederacy, and some by other organizations and means. Their placement in public areas, parks, and such is problematic - there are charges they were placed as warnings and reminders to blacks, the charges of placements in predominately black neighborhoods, and many erected in the early 20th Century coincide with the halcyon days of Ku Klux Klan. (Let's not forget their good friend, Jim Crow, and all his "laws.")

You've heard of that terrorist organization, I take it? They marched in New York City, circa 1926. They've rallied in many states, in decades past - and not just in the south. I haven't verified, but have it from a good source that the Klan once held one of its largest rallies ever in a suburb (in the Chicagoland area) near here, one which prides itself on its great schools. I do remember articles in the Joliet Herald News from circa 1988 when this fine, upstanding suburb had a black woman appointed as postmaster of the local post office. She was run out of town. I digress, but not as far as you might think.

Read the Articles of Secession of the Confederacy, and nearly every state cites it "right" to the "peculiar" (in this case meaning "special" and not "unusual") institution of slavery. Here's an excerpt from a Washington Post article:
Other seceding states echoed South Carolina. “Our position is thoroughly identified with the institution of slavery — the greatest material interest of the world,” proclaimed Mississippi in its own secession declaration, passed Jan. 9, 1861. “Its labor supplies the product which constitutes by far the largest and most important portions of the commerce of the earth. ... A blow at slavery is a blow at commerce and civilization.”
Most of the votes for secession, in southern states, by its states Congressmen, were unanimous. It wasn't about states rights - it was about protecting slavery.

Now, I understand that your study of the Civil War means no harm, and that you mean no harm to others. My mom's father was the same way. Here's the problem. The symbols of the Civil War are not relegated to history - not even close!

See, the south may have lost the military war, but they shifted that war to a social war, via the aforementioned Klan and Jim Crow laws. Then, in the Fifties, when "separate but equal" was overturned,  and later, in the Sixties, in the face of civil rights (an era in which four prominent leaders were assassinated, and countless others were injured and killed) the south and white supremacists and the Klan embraced their statues and Confederate battle flag and called it "heritage."

As time goes by, more injustices come to light, such as Emmett Till, who committed the sin of whistling at a white woman? Never happened. After decades, the woman admitted she made it up, and an anguished mother had an open casket funeral, so all could see what was done to her son. Meanwhile, the sign commemorating the young Till is still mostly readable, because there aren't quite enough bullet holes in it!


The tiki torch brigade marched on Charlottesville, VA. Nazis. Not neo-Nazis - nothing new about this crowd, except the boldness to march unmasked to defend a statue of a Confederate general. (I really oughta thank this group. I unintentionally held, for decades, the unofficial title of lamest white guy in America - until these chuckeheads showed up.) They killed a woman, Heather Heyer. Even if she was no saint, that right there should be the end of it. They're Nazis. They killed a woman. Resist? You damned well betcha.

Which reminds me: most of the terrorism and mass shootings in America are committed by men who look like...well...me. When they happen, all my "blue lives matter" / "all lives matter" Facebook friends, and friends elsewhere, are unanimously silent-except to tell me that I'm wrong, or I don't understand. I understand cowardice, when I see it. I understand all the so-called Christians and conservatives who have unfriended me on Facebook, or will no longer talk to me in real life. So secure in their righteousness and almighty God, that they can't / won't stay around to engage. They won't stand for people of color.  Pardon my laughter.

See, the "slippery slope" free speech argument doesn't work: The First Amendment guarantees protection from government action - so far. There are limits to "free speech." You may not, via speech, slander or endanger someone, or threaten their well-being or life.  It's about as bad as the "don't look" argument - a nice little trope, when you have the option - not so nice when said statue is at the end of your street!

Houston Police Sargeant Steve Perez drowned in the flood waters of Harvey. Where are all the "blue lives matter" people, now? My Facebook feed remains utterly silent, except for the news feeds. What? Not shot by a person of color? Or, he is a person of color? Silence. Hypocrisy. Judgement.

Let a black quarterback "take a knee" in silent, peaceful protest? Instant, palpable outrage! Oh, and "laughable." Laughable outrage. NFL had to refund money paid by the Department of Defense for military tributes during games, as a form of recruitment. No outrage. You can batter your wife or significant other, and remain in the NFL. No outrage. NFL teams get taxpayer money to subsidize the building or improvement of stadiums. Little outrage. NFL drags its proverbial feet on concussions and brain injuries to its players. Little outrage. Take a knee? General quarters! All hands, man your battlestations!

It just goes on and on - while I'm assured that racism is not longer a problem, people of color are killed in the most suspicious of circumstances, and the consequences are minimal to none. The video of the Laquan McDonald shooting was suppressed for about a year. If it hadn't been, we'd probably have Chicago Mayor Jesus "Chuy" Garcia instead of Rahm Emmanuel. The video came out, and the city of Chicago flung five million dollar of taxpayer money at the family, to keep it out of court. Gee, wonder why?

African-American behavioral therapist Charles Kinsey was trying to calm an autistic man on a street in Florida. The police arrived. Kinsey lay on his back in the street with his hands in the air. (White people call this "exercise.") The police shot Kinsey. (Blue Lives Matter / All Lives Matter people silent, again.)

The latest? You can lose your police job for telling someone that only black people are killed by cops...but you can actually kill black people, as a cop, and walk away.

So, yes - until the Civil War is finally over? Move the statues out of public places.  Move them to private property or museums. (Not the battlefield monuments - that is an entirely different thing. Stone Mountain? I vacillate.) Tear them down. Knock them down. Resist.  Resist white supremacy, Nazis, the Ku Klux Klan - they are one and the same, and they are emboldened by a presidential administration of the highest cowardice, an administration who invited people of color to vote because, "what do you have to lose?" (Lives, apparently.) An administration which sends mixed messages, so the Nazis are now comfortable with "Heil Trump!" while hate crimes and killings, according to organizations like the Southern Poverty Law Center, have only increased during the campaign and the incumbency of the most inept administration in our collective lives. Well, not completely inept. Richard Spencer and David Duke are thrilled! An administration which promised to include the the LGBTQ community, and at first opportunity, threw them under the bus. Bus? No. Something closer to the vehicles of more fully militarized police, and whatever wheels of "Justice" may be used to grind them under tread and boot. (All the while, the spiritual advisers of this mess of an administration blame every natural disaster on "the gays." What century is this, again?)

Pull down the slave statues....oh, wait - there are none. No statues to the objects of that peculiar institution. Damned odd, don't you think?

Go to Germany. Find the Hitler statues. Throw the Nazi salute, like some American tourist nimrod did, recently. Hint: it didn't end well for him.

Now, I know I'm not much more than a Facebook keyboard warrior, with a little blog that may have a half dozen followers. I ain't much of anything, any more, but maybe, there will be a time for me to intervene, to stand - and in the parade of inept and lame Facebook memes and posts, let this be my interjection, however brief, however small. I dare to disagree.

We were children of the "space race." We should be heading to the planets and stars, under the benefits of a post-scarcity economy. Instead, we have to fight institutionalized greed and racism, fettered by a budget which is a monument to endless war and this-quarter profits. (Republican Dwight Eisenhower warned us. We didn't listen.) (It's all of a piece. It's all the same thing.) The white men, and their pedestaled white women, will lose, eventually. See, in about twenty-five years, they'll be the physical minority. What then, I wonder?

The needed justice is not only needed in the courtroom, it is needed on Wall Street, on Main Street, in our schools, and in our prisons. The problems are systemic, and endemic, and the burden is no longer with people of color. Have they not carried it long enough? The paradigm shift needs be enormous - but it is within our grasp, if we have the will. One Love.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/outlook/five-myths-about-why-the-south-seceded/2011/01/03/ABHr6jD_story.html?utm_term=.832d46e259da

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

== More Unwanted Thoughts By Me on The 4th ==
As to fireworks, not only is there noise that people and animals may have trouble with, but some of us are no longer so enamored with a holiday that celebrates values which have become trampled in the last few decades, let alone with the goings on of our current Administration.
A "free" country that didn't free its slaves for how long? A "Christian" country that allowed slavery and indentured servitude, in the first place? As well as condoned the killing and displacements of entire indigenous populations? A country that didn't give women the right to vote until the 20th Century?
We're in two endless wars, and I'm not even sure what they are for, any more. Oh, wait - lithium, opium, and oil, maybe? The majority of 9/11 hijackers were Saudis, but we go to war with Iraq. Now, the neocons are pushing for war with North Korea, and Iran -- Iran, which has become much more moderate toward the West. Hey, what another generation sent off to be maimed or killed? Hey! We can thank them for their service! (Hasn't THAT become a cliche!)
In the meantime, we pull out of the Paris Climate Accords -- a symbolic gesture, because participation is voluntary, and where we step back in leadership -- be it economic, or otherwise -- Germany and China will step up, but hey, OK--until the planet's hell in a handbasket for our children and grandchildren. (Some are warning that it's already too late.)
The Confederacy lost the Civil War, and there are elements that turned that into a social war that persists to this day, because goodness forbid our schools be integrated! All lives don't matter until black lives matter, until LGBTQ lives matter, and until we have police forces which no longer have to be litigated or shamed into doing right by the constituents and communities they serve.
Did I just write constituents? What a mess the Congress has become, and that won't change until we force the big money interests out of politics, again. (GOP-you were the party of Theodore Roosevelt, who fought corporate influence a hundred years ago. I'm lookin' right at you while you laughably defend the guy you couldn't beat now in the White House.)
We can't have Sharia law, but the Evangelical Christian right wing, desperate to retain control of its slipping social influence, sponsors and passes draconian laws to control women, birth issues, and what is taught, or not taught, in our classrooms.
Look at the history, and we've done good things - even some great things - but most of them come out of the fact we messed up, first, and big time!
(First came the Declaration of Independence, and then the disastrous Articles of Confederation, which tried to give power to the thirteen states, and wasn't that a treat? So, the Constitution was written to fix that mess!)
But, hey, let's have our easy patriotism, and wave our flags and blow up stuff, and take it all for granted.
Here's the deal: we have the technology, the money, and the growing understanding to turn this planet into a paradise for nearly every one of its inhabitants. Do we have the vision? Do we have the will? One Love.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

The Miracle In My Right Eye



The Miracle In My Right Eye

Last year, I was fortunate to undergo cataract surgery in my right eye. I had endured degrees of clouded vision in that eye since at least 2010.

The replacement of the natural lens was with a toric lens which corrects astigmatism, a fairly common eye condition which, due to the "incorrect" curvature of the eye, causes light to focus in front or "in back" of the retina, instead of on the retina. My vision went from about 20/300 to 20/25.

On the surface, this is a matter of medicine and science. It happens because people devote their lives to the study of diverse disciplines, from engineers who develop polymers, manufacturing methods and equipment, to scientists and doctors who study optics, as well as the physiology of the eye...assisted by nurses and medical professionals who have helped make a surgery which involves the cutting of the cornea and replacement of the lens into the most popular (and one of the safest) procedures performed today. Let's not forget those wacky mathematicians and the sorcery they perform with numbers, concepts and shapes. (That toric thing I mentioned above? It's from a torus, a mathematical shape that is, essentially, a donut. The shape of the lens is derived from a slice of donut. It's a specialized slice, but it's a slice. (I wouldn't be surprised if those sneaky imaginary numbers were somehow involved.)

On the near horizon? Eye drops which will dissolve cataracts.

Some of my favorite TV characters (Person of Interest) recently reminded me of chaos theory, a branch of fractal math which shows that in the midst of chaos and randomness, patterns emerge. Perhaps more example of the orderliness of Universe...perhaps "God"?

There's where the wicket gets sticky: the providence of God – not to mention the existence of God. Brought up Catholic, as a child, with a detour into the Baptist faith, in my twenties...and now? Now, indeed...all these years later, I am no longer certain of the things of which I had no doubt when I was a young man.

The best I can do, for now, is to take the Bible as allegory -- in fact, when done so, most of the contradictions which manifest with literal interpretations, disappear.

Yeshua ben Yosef was an apocryphal Jew who taught that the kingdom of God would be established within the lifetimes of his followers and disciples. (Mark 9:1 -- now, I've seen a nice piece of apologetics to explain away Mark 9:1, and how we're in this mess, two thousand years later. No longer interested. Most apologetic reasoning is too clever by a half, when it isn't just the ol' soft-shoe. Take the act elsewhere. Too many broken hearts for an encore.)

Yeshua. Aramaic = Joshua. Jesus? A Greek translation. So, those who rush to assure us we will be given everything in prayer if we just invoke that mighty name of Jesus? Wrong name. (Hey, don't look at me! I didn't come up with some 35,000 Christian denominations, and how many dozen translations of the "perfect" Word of God. Can't even get out of Genesis before the literal breakdowns start: which, of at least two creation stories, is the correct one? Perhaps it is as Chris Hedges says, that Genesis is not there to tell us how God created the world, but why. [Chris Hedges would be the Pulitzer Prize winning journalist with a Master's degree in Divinity from Harvard.]) I digress. I like to digress.

Luke 17:20-21 says "And when he was demanded of the Pharisees, when the kingdom of God should come, he answered them and said, The kingdom of God cometh not with observation: Neither shall they say, Lo here! or, lo there! for, behold, the kingdom of God is within you." Other translations suggest that the Kingdom of God is "among you," or "among us."

Maybe, just maybe, we are "God." All of us, together. Maybe "God" is in the minds of scientists and engineers, teachers and coders, in the hands of nurses and surgeons and first responders, carpenters and crafters, saints and sinners, and in the hearts downtrodden and dashed, broken so...and maybe, if we look, we will see Yeshua in the eyes of "the least of these." Maybe the Kingdom of God is already here. Maybe there's nowhere else to go. In spite of the people who beg and plead for intervention, for Jesus (wrong name!) to come back, for God to save us -- how the return of the Messiah has been immanent for most of my life -- and I am no longer a young man! -- maybe it's up to us to make the needed changes. We will be the ones to save us from ourselves. That wall our collective back is up against? Prison or Paradise? Delight or Doom? We decide.

I am put in mind of the famous passages from Carl Sagan's: "The Pale Blue Dot." I shan't belabor the whole thing, but it's easy to find on the Web, YouTube, and other places on the Internet. Sagan writes about how the entirety of human existence - everything and everyone we've ever known, the aggregate of religions and ideologies and doctrines is found "on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam."

I close with the following, from Sagan: “The visions we offer our children shape the future. It _matters_ what those visions are. Often they become self-fulfilling prophecies. Dreams are maps.”

May we choose wisely. May we live well...and our dreams? May we dream in four dimensions: the entirety of the space-time continuum, and the future...or better stated by others: Live large. Dream big. One Love.















The Miracle In My Right Eye



The Miracle In My Right Eye

Last year, I was fortunate to undergo cataract surgery in my right eye. I had endured degrees of clouded vision in that eye since at least 2010.

The replacement of the natural lens was with a toric lens which corrects astigmatism, a fairly common eye condition which, due to the "incorrect" curvature of the eye, causes light to focus in front or "in back" of the retina, instead of on the retina. My vision went from about 20/300 to 20/25.

On the surface, this is a matter of medicine and science. It happens because people devote their lives to the study of diverse disciplines, from engineers who develop polymers, manufacturing methods and equipment, to scientists and doctors who study optics, as well as the physiology of the eye...assisted by nurses and medical professionals who have helped make a surgery which involves the cutting of the cornea and replacement of the lens into the most popular (and one of the safest) procedures performed today. Let's not forget those wacky mathematicians and the sorcery they perform with numbers, concepts and shapes. (That toric thing I mentioned above? It's from a torus, a mathematical shape that is, essentially, a donut. The shape of the lens is derived from a slice of donut. It's a specialized slice, but it's a slice. (I wouldn't be surprised if those sneaky imaginary numbers were somehow involved.)

On the near horizon? Eye drops which will dissolve cataracts.

Some of my favorite TV characters (Person of Interest) recently reminded me of chaos theory, a branch of fractal math which shows that in the midst of chaos and randomness, patterns emerge. Perhaps more example of the orderliness of Universe...perhaps "God"?

There's where the wicket gets sticky: the providence of God – not to mention the existence of God. Brought up Catholic, as a child, with a detour into the Baptist faith, in my twenties...and now? Now, indeed...all these years later, I am no longer certain of the things of which I had no doubt when I was a young man.

The best I can do, for now, is to take the Bible as allegory -- in fact, when done so, most of the contradictions which manifest with literal interpretations, disappear.

Yeshua ben Yosef was an apocryphal Jew who taught that the kingdom of God would be established within the lifetimes of his followers and disciples. (Mark 9:1 -- now, I've seen a nice piece of apologetics to explain away Mark 9:1, and how we're in this mess, two thousand years later. No longer interested. Most apologetic reasoning is too clever by a half, when it isn't just the ol' soft-shoe. Take the act elsewhere. Too many broken hearts for an encore.)

Yeshua. Aramaic = Joshua. Jesus? A Greek translation. So, those who rush to assure us we will be given everything in prayer if we just invoke that mighty name of Jesus? Wrong name. (Hey, don't look at me! I didn't come up with some 35,000 Christian denominations, and how many dozen translations of the "perfect" Word of God. Can't even get out of Genesis before the literal breakdowns start: which, of at least two creation stories, is the correct one? Perhaps it is as Chris Hedges says, that Genesis is not there to tell us how God created the world, but why. [Chris Hedges would be the Pulitzer Prize winning journalist with a Master's degree in Divinity from Harvard.]) I digress. I like to digress.

Luke 17:20-21 says "And when he was demanded of the Pharisees, when the kingdom of God should come, he answered them and said, The kingdom of God cometh not with observation: Neither shall they say, Lo here! or, lo there! for, behold, the kingdom of God is within you." Other translations suggest that the Kingdom of God is "among you," or "among us."

Maybe, just maybe, we are "God." All of us, together. Maybe "God" is in the minds of scientists and engineers, teachers and coders, in the hands of nurses and surgeons and first responders, carpenters and crafters, saints and sinners, and in the hearts downtrodden and dashed, broken so...and maybe, if we look, we will see Yeshua in the eyes of "the least of these." Maybe the Kingdom of God is already here. Maybe there's nowhere else to go. In spite of the people who beg and plead for intervention, for Jesus (wrong name!) to come back, for God to save us -- how the return of the Messiah has been immanent for most of my life -- and I am no longer a young man! -- maybe it's up to us to make the needed changes. We will be the ones to save us from ourselves. That wall our collective back is up against? Prison or Paradise? Delight or Doom? We decide.

I am put in mind of the famous passages from Carl Sagan's: "The Pale Blue Dot." I shan't belabor the whole thing, but it's easy to find on the Web, YouTube, and other places on the Internet. Sagan writes about how the entirety of human existence - everything and everyone we've ever known, the aggregate of religions and ideologies and doctrines is found "on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam."

I close with the following, from Sagan: “The visions we offer our children shape the future. It _matters_ what those visions are. Often they become self-fulfilling prophecies. Dreams are maps.”

May we choose wisely. May we live well...and our dreams? May we dream in four dimensions: the entirety of the space-time continuum, and the future...or better stated by others: Live large. Dream big. One Love.















Sunday, August 26, 2012

"Maybe" Some Thoughts on Paradigm Shift

I just read an article about the newest generation of robots able to harvest crops, such as lettuce. These, and other machines, will eventually replace farm laborers. This is part of a growing trend, as more automation and 'smarter,' more adaptive systems, replace human labor. Ideally, this frees humanity to pursue other endeavors. We are poised, in the next few decades, for a technological / societal leap forward. It is, perhaps, a shift for which our current labels and thoughts will no longer apply - way past left/right, conservative/liberal, capitalism/socialism. (Lest some of you fear I advocate laziness, I do not. We will work toward different goals, since we will no longer have to labor for such mundanes as shelter, energy, and food.) This will require a paradigm shift of epic proportions, if we are to leave a sustainable future for our children and grandchildren. I have chosen the following because of the line "living free in harmony and majesty / take me home." I trust it will be more than an idle wish. Most of us can certainly use more 'harmony' and 'majesty' in our inner and outer lives.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Letter To ExxonMobil CEO Rex Tillerson


Dear Mr. Tillerson:

It is with interest that I read a Facebook meme in which you are quoted as saying, We have spent our entire existence adapting. We’ll adapt.” They are presented against a backdrop of what I presume is part of the current Colorado wildfire. This is attributed to a June 27, 2012 statement. Oh, I know – Facebook just screams credibility, and I’m quite aware these nine words are most probably out of context from a larger statement. Though rude it may be, these are the words on which I intend to focus, and not worry so terribly much about the larger context.   Adaptation is a marvelous thing, but adaptation can only go so far. When adaptation fails, extinction is the result.

In the face of mounting evidence for man-made contributions to global warming and the greenhouse effect, we have an example of the environment to which we will have to adapt, here in our own solar system: Venus. That’s going to take some doing. Now, of course, my example is extreme. Earth will not turn into Venus overnight. What will happen? I am afraid that those with means will retreat behind enclaves and citadels, hording remaining precious resources at the expense of those who are not so fortunate.

It need not be that way. What if ExxonMobil was to lead the charge? The need for petrochemicals will never go away – nor am I suggesting they should. What if our oil reserves could be reserved for plastics and other compounds, while being relieved of the need to provide energy? Sure, peoples’ portfolios might take a short-term hit in the by-this-quarter economy. What is to be gained? Our very future, and a future for our children, and their children. We can bequeath them vibrancy and abundance, and not a burnt, used cinder of a planet.

Sure, it’s a paradigm shift. Nanotechnology and automation suggest the shift is coming, anyway. What a public relations coup for ExxonMobil! New technology and infrastructure with the ExxonMobil brand! Solar cells, fuel cells, batteries – many possibilities…but we need to bridge the gap. We need time to get to the abundance. The next thirty to fifty years are critical. I’m just a guy, but I know the works of Buckminster Fuller, Michio Kaku, Neil deGrasse Tyson, David Attenborough, and so many more.

I am invited to this by Mr. Doug Grandt, who has history, and “chops” in your industry.  You are in receipt, I believe, of several missives from him.  I trust your staff has presented them to you.  I share his concerns on this front, and several others, which is why I chose to write.  I’m just a guy.  All’s I know is what I see when I look around. 

We were children of the “space race,” pointed to a far-flung future by Clarke, Asimov, Campbell, Bradbury, Sagan and other visionaries. Our wings were the U.S. Air Force and NASA; our champions Shepherd, Glenn, Grissom, White, Resnik, McAuliffe, and so many more who, like Prometheus, dared steal fire from the gods. I know this was primarily a military initiative at first – I learned of Sputnik before the age of six – but did not our hearts burst with justifiable pride that July night, lo! those many years ago! when Neil Armstrong declared that small step for himself, that giant leap for the rest of us?

I look around, in the early 21 century, and wonder why we remain so dependent on fossil fuels? I also remember, ironically, that the first vehicles were electrical and steam powered. Now, don’t get me wrong – the development of the internal combustion engine allowed use of petroleum-based products which give the user a lot more energy bang for the buck, short term. In the face of an expanded interstate highway system – yet another military initiative? – we Americans enjoyed a half century in which the car was king, with no worries placed on our consumptions, including the rise of plastics, styrofoams, and other petroleum-based products. We used, and disposed. I am part of that generation. (Ironically, that expanded infrastructure helped feed an unprecedented economic boom.) Yet, my mother tells me stories of living in Germany for two years in the early 1960’s. One of those stories involved the relatively small rubbish / garbage can they had, which they were allowed to fill every week. Any extra waste was charged. One learned to conserve waste and space.

My high-school research paper was on hydrogen as a fuel. Granted, this was circa 1977, so we were not as technologically advanced. Even then, though, researchers were looking into deuterium-based laser fusion, and with hydrogen fuel cells, certainly understood the end result of hydrogen oxidation - water! I wonder what a “first-man-on-the-moon” initiative toward hydrogen as fuel would produce with today’s technology?

Why? It is becoming apparent, even to people like me, that oil is more and more difficult to get from under the ground. Greater effort and technology is required to gain every barrel we consume, and our consumption, as a race is rising. An exponential rise in population suggests an exponential rise in oil consumption – especially as other areas of the world gain affluence.

Technology suggests alternatives, such as making fuels from plants or garbage. Part of the overall solution – but why not broaden the scope? The sun produces, according to Dr. Knowledge of the Boston Globe, “measuring the quantity of solar energy/second reaching every square meter of Earth and then multiplying that by the total surface area of a sphere with radius equal to the radius of Earth orbit. We get the astonishingly huge amount of 400 trillion trillion watts. To put this into a crazy context, every second the sun produces the same energy as about a trillion 1 megaton bombs! In one second, our sun produces enough energy for almost 500,000 years of the current needs of our so-called civilization. If only we could collect it all and use it!”

Imagine the potential for humanity ... a clean, bright future.

What if ExxonMobil was to lead the charge?

What a public relations coup for Exxon/Mobil! New technology and infrastructure with the Exxon/Mobil brand!  Solar cells, fuel cells, batteries, paints and window films which collect solar energy.  Many possibilities await!

Mr. Tillerson, you and ExxonMobil have a rare opportunity to change the course of history, save humanity and other species, and leave a legacy that will make your grandchildren and their grandchildren proud.

Please lead the shift. Change course. Retire the refineries.

Thank you for your time,
Brian Esposito