Tuesday 29 January 2008

FEUER FREI !

For the last few hours a couple of dedicated helicopter pilots have been busy water bombing some sort of scrub fire next to a horse race course across the river from me. The strong winds have made the going hard for them and there is now so much smoke that the bottom of hill cannot even be seen, let alone the river.
Pretty glad it is happening on the OTHER side of the river from us, and to the helicopter pilots I say a resounding GOOD ON YA LADS !
Anyway, here are some photos of the ongoing event. I had to chuckle at the ID number of one of the helicopters. 668. Neighbouring chopper to The Beast ?







Oh, and here is a suitable music track to go along with the pics. Cheers Rammstein.
http://www.last.fm/music/Rammstein/_/Feuer+Frei :)


regarDS

Wednesday 9 January 2008

Genesis 3:21 The LORD God made garments of skin for Adam and his wife, and clothed them.

From "The Australian" January 9th 2008
Climate change cure is warm and fuzzy. by Janet Albrechtsen
CANADA: I am starting to warm to this whole climate change business. Arrived in Vancouver for a night just before 2007 drew to a close. With barely a few hours remaining before the stores closed, I raced out and bought a fur coat. A long coat cascading down to my ankles, light as a feather and as warm as a ... well ... fur.
A few days later, despite sub-zero mountain temperatures, I am still positively glowing with warmth from my new fur. Not just because animal skins protect from the cold. No, there is the unexpected, more cerebral, inner-warmth that comes from learning that by buying a fur, I have done the right green thing. According to the Fur Council of Canada's new ad campaign, fur is now eco-fashion. Thats right. Wrapping yourself in a fur is a guilt-free pleasure. More than that, it's positively good for the planet. Barely 10 days in, I am loving 2008. It holds the promise of lots more surprises from green politics as the climate change juggernaut continues to head in the most unlikely directions.
Let me explain. At the weekend, Canada's National Post reported on an advertising campaign launched at the end of last year by the Fur Council of Canada, which represents 70,000 of the nation's fur traders. These sassy new ads feature gorgeous women draped in fur, one under the heading "Environmental activist". The ads explain that buying a fur coat is the ecologically correct thing to do because fox stoles and mink coats are natural, renewable and sustainable. By contrast, synthetic furs are no more than by-products of the petro-chemical industry. Making a single faux fur coat can chew up 19 litres of petroleum, a non-renewable resource, says the council. Ergo, buying a fur coat is good for the planet. Welcome to the brave new world of climate change politics.
The Fur Council's campaign has been so successful that even comedians are sending out the "fur is green" message. Picked up by a Canadian comedy show, a camp-looking guy who resembles Borat in a fur coat gets off some great lines assuring us that a genuine fur coat creates less pollution than synthetic textiles and uses no child labour. "So say auf Wiedersehen to faux fur," he smiles into the camera. "You wouldn't wear a barrel of oil, so why would you wear a coat that is made from one?" You can find it on YouTube. And if you're worried about being sprayed with paint by those nasty PETA people, funny fur boy has some advice: "Well, you just turn around and tell them that every spray can produces enough fluorocarbons to drown three polar bears. Who's the killer now, PETA?" Fur boy's advice if you want to do something good for the environment: "Kill a small animal and slap it on your noggin."
Alan Herscovici, the council's executive vice-president, told me by phone from Montreal that the global warming issue provided the perfect opportunity for the fur industry to tackle the animal rights industry. He described these groups as the new politically correct hate groups and lamented that the media rarely exposes the intimidation they use to pillory legitimate industries such as fur.
So if you are in the business of producing and selling natural products such as furs why wouldn't you jump aboard the natural, sustainable, renewable bandwagon? Long derided as the brutish killers of innocent animals who satisfy the hedonistic vanity of callous consumers, now animal trappers and hunters are, according to the Fur Council of Canada, the new heroes of global warming. And those buying and wearing the fur coats can hold their heads high in the knowledge that they are doing the socially responsible thing.
The fur industry is fighting back using the sort of emotional blackmail that the animal rights industry mastered long ago. All these years the anti-fur brigade has assumed the high moral ground when extolling the virtues of synthetic, faux fur coats over the real thing. Now we learn that their motto can be reduced to "Save a beaver. Kill the planet."
Climate change has snatched the moral high ground. Now the inference is that the animal rights industry would rather you line the pockets of Big Oil by buying petroleum by-products such as synthetic coats, rather than support the fur-farming and hunting families of the Cree people in the James Bay area or the Dene nation north of British Columbia.
Maybe the Fur Council's campaign is just a case of green-washing, as some warn. But theirs is a more legitimate claim compared to the shonks trading on climate change. Take the booming industry of offsets. When you next jump aboard a fuel-guzzling aeroplane you can soothe your conscience by throwing a few more dollars at the airline company that promises to send your money on to some green initiative such as planting trees or investing in wind power in India.
But as Mark Jaccard, a professor at the school of resource and environmental management at Simon Fraser University, told the National Post: "Was the tree planted in Guatemala truly an additional investment in reducing greenhouses gases or would another tree have sprouted in that spot eventually? Has the Indian wind generator actually helped prevent or delay the construction of a coal-fired power station, or was it simply a wealth transfer to one region in India while the expansion of coal stations has continued at the same pace? We cannot know because future actions are unknowable."
Even for those who accept climate change is a major threat to the planet, there are plenty of reasons to remain suspicious about how companies and industries move to rebrand themselves as environmental friends. Any new industry - and make no mistake, greenwashing looks like the boom industry of the early 21st century - will attract a rich collection of snake oil salesmen, hypocrites and downright crooks in its early years. And separating the rogues from the saints can often only be done in retrospect.
For the moment, I'm prepared to back the Fur Council. Why? Because I kind of like this novel feeling. Finally, I get around to buying a full-length fur coat and it turns out to be the politically correct thing to do. There I was recently mocking a friend in the advertising industry for ending his email with a pro forma "Have a low carbon day". Now I'm looking forward to the bumper stickers that will soon start appearing on the back of the small hybrid cars driven by our green-minded friends. "Buy a fur. Save the planet."
ROFL ! Good on ya Janet !
regarDS

Wednesday 2 January 2008

notional illuminations ?

Perceptions through a Champagne Glass
by d.a.sparrow (c) 1993
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View the true split by glass distorted
Rendered a lie by liquid contorted.
Truth in transit via reflected light
Made false in delivery by transparent might.

Is this vessel but a mote
a corrupting point of view ?
Or the lie a needful beauty to "reality" imbue ?

All around the room there is But Of Course no change
Despite the glass that holds lying liquid
which tries to rearrange.

So truth remains the same, both within and without
And "All" makes up reality, both the knowing and the doubt.
Thus false is not, but rather, everything found true
Hey, I'll drink to that sweetheart ... here's looking at you !
-
regarDS

Tuesday 1 January 2008

New Years Resolutions.

Howdy all. I don't know about you, but I like to get those sorts of things (NYRs) out of the way really quick, so I set myself a simple one this year. For 2008, it was simply to be on the water from sun-down Dec 31, to sun-up Jan 1.

Yay, I did it and with a minimum of effort and fuss. We were on the water and then moored in The Lagoon at The Island (Heirisson) from around 1.30pm to 3pm or so but then got a call from a mate with a new toy that he couldn't get under the Causeway bridges so we went and tied up against their floating palace over in Matilda Bay.
Sorry if we missed any Perthites who did decide to come down to The Island. We didn't make it back there until near 9pm after the cricket had finished. We picked up Sis & her Hubby on the WACA side then went and moored in front of Gloucester park, turned the stereo up, cracked the champers, and waited for the fireworks.
Stereo was loud, champers went pop, and the fireworks were pleasingly loud, popping, and firey. So not only was a good time had by all with much silliness, laughter and noise, but also it was probably considerably safer and more comfortable than many land based locations. Just the way I like it.
After that, we dropped them off and then motored up the river to near Garrett Rd Bridge where we anchored all night in the shallows at our perennial private love-nest (tis a bird and wild-life sanctuary) and before we knew it, the sun was high and it was around 10am and my NYR was well and truly taken care of.
Excellent day, lovely evening, beautiful night, and now we're home and hosed and hoping the fact that it is a leap year means we'll have enough days to get all we want to do this year.
In the little photo mix of our last day of 2007 we have (from Left to Right, Top to Bottom): (Top) Me and LSCP hanging around at The Lagoon, then (Bottom) LSCP looking Very Pretty indeed whilst "tender"ly holding our little 6m vessel as I prepare to board mate's Floating Palace, followed by a view from the top deck past our little fun boat all the way from Matilda Bay to Perth City", and then we have (a few moments before the fireworks started) a case of "HOLY SNAPPING SPATZ SH1T !" (Hi DQ)
I knew I shoulda locked the door when Sis was onboard.
Hope everyone elses day and evening was as least as good as mine !

regarDS