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« on: April 29, 2017, 07:46:51 pm »
Bernie Sanders BRILLIANT takedown of Trump's First 100 Days In Office
Published on Apr 28, 2017
Bernie Sanders reflects on the failures and broken campaign promises of Donald Trump's first 100 days in the oval office.
« on: April 29, 2017, 05:13:29 pm »
Watch: Skillful Navigation Between a Rock and an Iceberg in Antarctica
April 28, 2017 by gCaptain
In this video you can hear the Captain skillfully direct the helmsman while navigating through the Lemaire Channel between an iceberg and luna Booth Island off the Antarctic peninsula. Video filmed in March 2017. http://gcaptain.com/watch-skillful-navigation-between-a-rock-and-an-iceberg-in-antartica/Agelbert NOTE:
Notice the sound and vibration when some of those rudder commands are executed.
« on: April 29, 2017, 05:01:14 pm »
The Ron Finley Project “Gangsta Garden” Is Officially Saved!
Published on April 28, 2017
John Foraker President at Annie's Inc.
On Friday, April 28th PST, the Ron Finley Project officially became the debt-free, 100% title holder of its’ South Central Los Angeles headquarters and garden where the very first seeds of this global movement were planted in 2010. This is the garden where Ron’s mission will live on. Because after an epic battle, Ron Finley now controls his destiny! Over the past few weeks, nearly 3,000 individuals, leaders and companies from across the Natural & Organic Food industry came together to do the right and necessary thing for both Ron Finley and his mission. I am personally so moved and proud of all the people here at Annie’s who worked so hard to get the message out for Ron, and who played such an integral role in averting a terrible injustice.
Since we announced our campaign to help save Ron’s garden on the afternoon of March 30th, we took this effort very seriously. We immediately grabbed our megaphones and took to social media to share on all channels, all the while pulling every influence string that we could think of. Justin Perkins and Care2 helped us create a wildly successful petition and lots of noise. Industry friends Robyn O’Brien, Max Goldberg, Ashley Koff, along with all-star PR firm Covet Communications and their leader Sara Brooks helped us amplify the message to create awareness of this injustice. This was “all-in” effort to help the Ron Finley Project raise the $550,000 it eventually took to buy the property from the current owner who has been working aggressively to evict Ron and his operation. An eviction almost happened late last week, and was only circumvented because so many people and companies stepped up at up at the critical hour to raise the money necessary to stop it.
At Annie’s, we’ve always admired Ron’s bold message of individual empowerment, encouraging the people in his community and everywhere to get out there, “plant some sh it”, grow some food, and take control of their own health. Ron’s project works to directly address and raise awareness of the pervasive problem of food deserts in communities across the US and the world. Educating people and encouraging them to make better food choices for their own health & well-being is also an important part of the equation. As Ron says: “If kids grow kale, kids will eat kale, and if kids grow tomatoes, they will eat tomatoes.” No doubt, they will. We know that there are very few ways to truly bring about a generational shift in health. But we believe that educating kids about real food and encouraging them to get their hands dirty in a garden is one of the most powerful ways to do so. Now that Ron has this eviction and legal battle behind him, he is free to build on this message and movement, and to make an even greater impact on the planet for years to come.
It wasn’t only Ron’s incredible mission we were rallying for – we also rallied for Ron because we believe in the importance of social justice and the inherent power of business to show leadership, do real good, and drive positive social and environmental impact. Ron’s story showcases the terrible impact of real estate foreclosures in communities like his. These events shatter lives, break up families, and disrupt communities in ways that are unimaginable to most people. Fortunately, Ron was able to face that threat bravely and win. Ron won because of his great work, and the desire of many kind individuals to help fight for him, his garden, and his powerful vision for the future. Most people facing this situation are not so fortunate. I’m really proud that our industry stood up for him, and social justice, to avert a disaster here. It's the obligation of all companies and leaders in the natural & organic space to fight for core principles we all believe in: expanding awareness and accessibility to better food options, while also driving a socially just economy that improves the economic well being of ALL people in ALL neighborhoods…from the inner city to rural farm communities.
I want to thank Nell Newman for getting in there very early and fighting for Ron. Without your contribution and your early efforts to build momentum and raise awareness for this fight, none of this would have happened. Another big shout out goes to Bette Midler, who not only made a large financial contribution, but who also spread the word through her huge social network to raise awareness of this effort.
I’d like to thank many of the leading companies and leaders from the natural & organic industry for coming to bat and supporting Ron’s cause. There are (thankfully) too many brands and individuals to mention here, but some of the bigger contributors of $ and social effort to this phase of the campaign deserve a special shout out: Annie’s, Califia Farms, Patagonia, Dr. Bronner’s, 301, Inc, Siggi’s Dairy, , REBBL, Suja, Gary Hirshberg, John Replogle, Rhythm Superfoods, Sweetgreen, Horizon Organic, Good Culture, Angie’s BOOMCHICKAPOP, Presence Marketing, VMG Partners, Applegate, Farmhouse Culture, New Hope, Andrew Whitman, United Natural Foods, Back To The Roots, and Clif Bar & Company who literally came in this week
and pushed the entire effort over the top so that we could close the transaction as planned! Without all of your leadership, and the generosity of many others, this wouldn’t have been possible.
Additionally, today we at Annie’s are very excited to announce a new three-year commitment to the Ron Finley Project for $20,000 each year. This ongoing financial support is our way of thanking Ron for all he’s done and to also help him drive his mission and message far and wide. I’d encourage others that came to the table in this campaign to also consider continued financial support for Ron Finley Project.
Now let’s watch this beautiful garden grow and expand Ron’s positive impact the world in beautiful ways for years to come!
« on: April 29, 2017, 04:38:49 pm »
You are most welcome. I am convinced there was a significant bit of spiritual intercession that day/night.
In terms of boating insanity, one of my best anecdotes is a canoe trip I took with a friend to Verendrye Provincial Park in the Great White North.
I had been there before as a Camper in the Primitive Skills camp I attended as a teenager, so I was the "expert" on this trip. On the trip with the camp, there were experienced counselors who knew the route, they took it every year. It covered 3 lakes with 2 portages that were not too long, one maybe a 1/4 mile, the other maybe a 1/2 mile.
I wanted to see all the parts of the park we missed on that trip! There are dozens of lakes, along with rivers/streams/creeks between them.
So first thing was to order a topographical map of the park to plan the trip. There was no internet and no Google Earth in those days. We budgeted 2 weeks for this trip after finals in May. I picked out what looked like a really cool route on the map of 6 lakes with 3 portages and 2 river connections, which I figured probably had some rapids because there was a significant elevation change between the lakes. Figured we could handle it though, being a couple of macho 20 year old guys. lol.
So we drive to Canada and first thing is to rent the canoe from an outfitter and give him our launch point and destination for pickup later, along with the estimated date of arrival. No cell phones in those days either, so if you missed your pickup time, this was not good. You had to then hitch a ride to the nearest pay phone and get them to come back for you, and pay an additional fee for that.
So OK, I give our route and dates to the guy renting the canoes and he looks at me suspiciously. In a really thick Hoser accent, he asks me:
"So you have canoed here in Verendrye before?"
"Oh yes, I respond."
"You are sure you can make this route in 2 weeks?" he asks.
"Oh sure." I respond.
"OK, I rent you the canoe. $300 deposit."
"$300? Your sign says $100."
"That is for lake trips only. Not down the rivers."
This of course should have clued me in, but we drove all that way and I didn't want to just paddle around lakes and hoist a canoe on my back on portages, I wanted White Water ADVENTURE!
The canoe is a big old cheap aluminum model, not anything real nice and also costs I think it was $100/week rental fee. Fortunately we carried a lot of spare cash, since there were no digibit cards then and neither of us had credit cards yet. The $500 outlay did not leave us much left over though, probably not enough for gas to get back to NYC. I figured I could wire my mom for more money though to get home.
So he loads the canoe on the trailer and drops us off at Lake 1. First day is just beautiful, it's about 80F in May in Canada, and this like never happened back in those days. We paddle across the Lake and make camp, for a portage the next morning to do Lake 2. Fabulous meal of 2 fresh steaks packed in ice and wrapped in a makeshift cooler of towels and (clean) underwear, along with rice and canned beans. Rest of the trip was all Freeze Dried food of the era, which amounted to Chicken ala King, Spaghetti with Meat Sauce and "chinese" Pepper Steak. We smoked a doobie and hit the sack.
Next morning, instant oatmeal for breakfast and we do the portage, first carrying the backpacks along the trail, then going back for the canoe. Temperature is still climbing, now approaching 90 on day 2, still in the morning. Work up a nice sweat. Launch point? On the map it looked like part of a Lake, in REALITY it was SWAMP attached to the lake! Mosquitos come out as we begin to paddle through the reeds. Not a few mosquitos, the air is BLACK with them. Out of desperation we jump out of the canoe and into the water, walking/swimming the canoe along from underwater and coming up for quick gulps of air, filled with mosquitos. I takes an hour or so to make it throuh the swamp and into open water. Mosquitos finally peter out. We are both bitten up and itchy, but splash the clear cool water on which relieves the itch and we paddle across the lake. I fill up my canteen with water in the middle of the lake, and drink from it with no boiling, no purification tablets. Water still pretty clean in those years.
The other side of this lake is the first River connection. We stop here for 2 days of rest and relaxation, do some fishing and catch some, so we have more fresh food here to go with the freeze dried stuff. Mosquito itching subsides, and we walk the river bank to scope it out, spying where the rocks are and good channels to try and go through. It doesn't look too bad, so that even though it's an open canoe, we elect to try it with our gear in the canoe, rather than walk it with gear first, then go back for an empty canoe ride. This was a mistake.
We did in fact make the whole ride without capsizing, although we did not hit all the channels we had planned to. By the time we were halfway down the river, we had shipped about half the canoe full of water. Our packs were stewing in this, and the canoe itself was wallowing deep in the water and hitting every rock on the ricer bed. SCRAPE, SCRAPE, DENT, DENT. Scrapes and dents were a minimum of $10/inch off your deposit money on the canoe for repairs. All our gear was SOAKED. It took a day to get everything dried out.
On the second portage my friend sprained his ankle. Not really bad, but enough we had to wait 2 days to get rolling again, because the canoe was just too heavy for me to portage alone. Now we were starting to run behind schedule. The second river run was about the same as the first, although this time we were smart enough to bring our packs down on foot first, then go back for an empty canoe ride. We still hit more rocks though. SCRAPE, SCRAPE, DENT, DENT!
We did make our pickup on time, paddling well into the night the 2 days before the meeting time. The Hoser who picked us up look genuinely surprised we made it. He looked at the dented up wreck of a canoe and laughed. Back at his shop, he gave us estimate on repairs, $500. $200 more than the deposit! No got the money. Drives me to a supply store with Western Union and I wire mom for the money. Comes through, and we are free to drive back to NYC.
For $500 then you could have bought a brand spanking new canoe of this type, and he probably did that rather than repair it.
Ouch! But hey, you came out okay so it was a good experience. As we used to say in pilot training, any flight you can walk away from is a good one.
« on: April 29, 2017, 03:52:41 pm »
Even Libertarian Christians who voted for Trump have now realized what a fraud Trump is! Pastor Chuck Baldwin:
"No, Donald Trump is not going to drain the swamp; he has completely immersed himself and his administration in the swamp--just like every President of recent memory before him. And every 100 days of his administration from this day forward will only reconfirm this obvious reality.
At some point, the people who thought that Donald Trump was an outsider and “anti-establishment”--and the ones who continue to sacrifice their principles defending him in the forlorn hope that they are going to ride his coattails to glory--will be forced to awaken to the stark reality that either Donald Trump was totally disingenuous from the beginning or he has already capitulated to the swamp creatures ensconced in Washington, D.C. Either way, there is absolutely no hope in Donald Trump. And neither is there any hope in Washington, D.C.
Washington, D.C., is totally and thoroughly corrupt. It is run by bloodthirsty, conscienceless subhumans who will stop at nothing until they bring Armageddon upon the entire world. DC is nothing more than a coven of perverted, putrid, parasitic, pathetic, pompous, pretentious, prideful, pathological purveyors of global pestilence.How long will freedom-loving Americans continue to believe the empty promises of phony politicians?
How long will they continue living in the fantasy that somehow Washington, D.C., is going to see the error of its ways, repent, and return the nation to constitutional government? How long will they continue to look the other way while the swamp creatures in Washington, D.C., corrupt the minds and hearts of their children in these institutions of propaganda called public schools? How long will they continue to allow the swamp creatures in Washington, D.C., and their bottom-feeding serpent buddies at the Federal Reserve and on Wall Street demolish sound money principles and destroy a free market economic system? How long, folks? How long?
Donald Trump is finishing what G.W. Bush began. Bush forever destroyed the influence of genuine Christian patriotism in this country with his phony brand of warmongering Christianity. Now, Trump is forever destroying the influence of the Tea Party/Patriot movements in this country with his phony brand of warmongering/Police-State-building “nationalism.”The truth is, Trump started drowning in the swamp even before he was inaugurated. Most of the people in his administration could have been picked by ANY of the other neocon Republican presidential candidates. Right now, Washington, D.C.’s neocon warmongers are gushing all over Donald Trump.
On the Fox News Channel’s “Fox & Friends,” Senator Lindsey Graham (R-SC) recently said that on foreign policy “I am like the happiest dude in America right now. We’ve got a president and a national security team that I have been dreaming of. . . . I am all in. Keep it up, Donald.”
Ladies and gentlemen, please understand that the single issue that defines a neocon (i.e., Lindsey Graham, John McCain, Paul Ryan, Jeb Bush, Marco Rubio, G.W. Bush) and a neolib (i.e., Hillary Clinton, Chuck Schumer, Nancy Pelosi, Barack Obama, Bill Clinton, Harry Reid) is foreign policy. To the swamp creatures in Washington, D.C., everything is defined by foreign policy. Everything! These are beasts of prey. They feed on the blood and carcasses of the dead. They are enriched by war; they crave war; they promote war; they create war.
« on: April 28, 2017, 10:59:35 pm »
TRUMP, WHAT are you and Sessions DOING to DECENT, HARD WORKING, TAX PAYING PEOPLE!??
« on: April 28, 2017, 10:34:45 pm »
« on: April 28, 2017, 02:52:27 pm »
I've got one for you. Let me lay a little groundwork first.
I first went sailing with some friends when I was in college. I grew up around ski boats and fishing boats, the kind working class people used to be able to afford when I was young , but coming from rural East Texas, I was not exposed to sailing at all as a kid. That was something rich people did. I never even thought much about it. But once I tried it, I was hooked for life. However, for four long years of dental school, I was nose to the grindstone. I didn't even have the time to read a book for pleasure. Dental school is roughly equivalent to carrying about a 25 hour load as an undergrad. I was at school every weekday from 7:30 am until midnight most nights, when they made us leave and go home whether we wanted to or not. Four years, with a month off for summers. I worked as a research assistant during the summer breaks. I needed the money.
When I got out of school in San Antonio and moved to Houston to start my residency in pediatrics, I scrimped together enough money to spend maybe a thousand bucks on a very neglected but very worthy old Flying Scot, a 20 ft daysailor with a big swing keel with a windlass. I didn't even know where to go to put it in the water. I asked someone, and they said people sailed on Offut's Bayou in Galveston. I proceeded to hook up the trailer to my 1976 Toyota Corolla Wagon (1600cc's, 5 speed manual transmission, roughly half the size of the boat) and headed down there to check it out.
Fortunately, the freeway on to Galveston Island crosses Offut's Bayou, so I found it without much trouble. I backed down the public ramp and launched my vessel. I was pretty busy between the hospital and two part-time side jobs, but I found time a couple of times a month to drive down there and begin to figure out how to sail a boat. By the time I was out, two years later, I at least knew a tack from a jibe, and enough not to get blown on to a lee shore. There was a lot more about sailing I didn't know, far more than I did know. But when we moved to Austin i pulled the Scot down (now behind my new Ford Bronco II, the worst car I ever owned...but that's another story).
When we had moved to Houston, my two oldest girls were ages 2 1/2 and 6 months. Near the Med Center there was a fairly famous infant swimming school, the Phil Hansell Academy. Remember that article from Life Magazine in the 1960's that documented how children younger than a year could be taught to float and even swim? Phil Hansell (one time swim coach for University of Houston) got in on that early wave, and started such a training center. By the time we came to town, it had been in business over 20 years, and it's still there now. The teachers there have taught thousands of babies how to float on their backs fully clothed, with a soaked diaper. The kids don't graduate until they can do that.
A Typical Infant Swimmer (after 3-6 months of training)
On the wall at Phil Hansell are displayed many letters, photos, and anecdotes from parents whose children's lives were subsequently saved in various water accidents as a result of their training, even one involving a toddler who fell through an open manhole and floated far below street level in a storm sewer for half an hour until the fire department could get a man down. Expecting a corpse, they were surprised to find a floating kid who wasn't even that upset.
My wife wanted to put our girls in swimming lessons, and so we did. We lived in some student apartments owned by the University of Texas, which had an Olympic pool. Very soon my kids were known around the complex as swimming prodigies, and the late Dr. Red Duke (trauma surgeon turned TV personality) who had a regular spot on the nightly evening news, even sent out a camera crew to video my kids, and they were on TV one night, for maybe 30 seconds. LOL. Frequently, people who didn't know they were completely water safe, would jump into the pool and try to rescue them, or just walk up and give us a ration of **** about not watching our kids around the pool. It was a great joke for me and my wife.
Fast forward to the summer of '87. We moved to Austin, and I started asking again about where to put in a sailboat on Lake Travis. My wife's brother allowed as he had seen people sailing at a place called Windy Point, so once again, I hitched up the trailer and went to check it out.
There are no coincidences.
Now, today, Windy Point would be the last place I'd go to launch a sailboat on Lake Travis. Very shallow water, no boat ramp. I had to back way out into the water in my car to try to launch, and it still wasn't easy. A guy about ten years older than us offered to help us launch. He'd been sailing a borrowed Sunfish, but had just broken his rudder. He helped me launch the Scot, and bummed a ride. Turned out he was a single Dad who lived right in our neighborhood and had a son right between my kids in age. We would go on to become best friends and sailing buddies (on a long string of boats) for decades. He was already an experienced sailor, but not on small boats.
We spent the whole summer sailing our asses off, kids along, often all three kids and me, my wife and our new friend Terry.
A Flying Scot Under Full Sail
In Texas it isn't always obvious when summer ends. We went out one fine Sunday, the first weekend in November, 1987. The weather was glorious, the water still fairly tolerable for swimming, and the wind was blowing a steady 10-15 knots. By this time we were feeling pretty good about our expertise, and we "put the rail in the water" as they say, and spent a great afternoon sailing across the main basin in Lake Travis. Now, one thing you should know, is that lake sailing can be tricky. Unlike the bay, the wind is constantly changing direction and speed, and promontories of land can put you out of the wind completely. Eventually, Terry and I would know that lake like the back of our hands, but we were still newbies then.
We had already named the main basin "The Vortex" because of the weird wind effects there. One side of the lake is lined with high cliffs. At the top is a huge destination restaurant and bar called The Oasis, which bills itself as "The Sunset Capital of Texas". The wind along the cliffs creates whirls and eddies and you can never tell exactly what you might get hit with next.
We stayed out until very few other boats were still on the lake. The wind started to rise a bit, but we didn't pay that much attention. We had put away a few beers, and we were having fun. Terry was at the helm...if you can call lying on your back with one hand on the rudder and the other holding the mainsheet "at the helm".
Then, suddenly, it all went very wrong. A big gust, and we heeled way over. Terry let go the main and I let go the jib. but the mainsheet (the line that lets the mainsail release, thereby de-powering the sail and preventing a capsize), got caught under someone's foot. In one long second, we got knocked down. We were in the drink. Me, Terry, my wife, and my two girls. His kid was not there. Mom's weekend.
The Scot has a somewhat unique rig. The main halyard (the line that raises and drops the main sail) is not a rope. It's a cable, and it works by turning a tiny little ratcheting winch in a box affixed to the mast. To drop the main, you need the winch handle. The winch handle was gone. As we went over, my oldest girl grabbed the boom, and I had to pry her strong little hands off of it to keep her from being dragged under as the boat proceeded to turtle,
The kids had on life jackets. The rest of us grabbed one and put it on. Nobody was hurt. Everyone was fine.
Except...the sun was going down and the water was getting colder. There wasn't a single boat in sight. Terry and I finally stood on the centerboard together and stood the boat back up. But it was too full of water to bail, and the wet main, still up, was making the boat unstable. It could turtle again anytime. We were already getting exhausted.
A Swamped Scot
Within a few minutes, I knew we were in real trouble. I was cold, but the kids were really cold, teeth chattering cold. Blue skin cold. They wouldn't last an hour. No way. The sun set and we were way too far from shore to swim in. It started to get dark.
Just about the time I was coming to the realization that my kids were in danger of dying of exposure, a small cabin sailboat, sails furled, motored up under the power of a tiny outboard. They took my wife and kids onboard and dried them off. We didn't want to abandon our boat. It was too unstable to tow, though. So....Terry and I stayed onboard and sat on opposite sides on the gunwales and kept the wobbling boat upright, while they towed us to shore, which took about an hour. Their tiny motor strained just to pull the Scot with its cockpit full of water and its flapping main sail.
It was nearly 10pm before we were able to secure our boat to some rocks near the put-in, where we left it for the night, still full of water. We would return the next day to bail it and put in back on the trailer.
The actual site of our accident. The shore is not nearly as close at it looks.
I was colder than I ever remember being. Our rescuers gave me some dry sweats and towels, and I stripped off my wet t-shirt and shorts and put them on, but my teeth kept chattering for a half hour and I didn't get warm for hours. Not until I was home in bed. We quickly thanked our rescuers and they motored off. My wife drove us home, because neither Terry nor I was was able to drive.
About ten years later, my wife was attending an adult bible class here at Riverbend Church one Sunday. The teacher asked everyone in the class to recount some experience they'd had that had made a real impact on them. The people in the class took turns telling about things that had happened to them.
One woman started to tell a story about a day when her family had been at the lake, motoring in at dusk, when they came upon a derelict sailboat and some people with little kids stranded in the middle of the lake....and how they pulled them out of the water and saved their lives. As the story progressed, my wife suddenly realized she was talking about rescuing us! So she finally had the chance to thank them properly.
I'm sure they'll never forget what they did for us. Neither will I. What would have happened if they hadn't stopped to help us? I'm not sure. But the outcome might have been very tragic. I learned a lesson that day about sailing. A hard lesson I'll never forget.
« on: April 28, 2017, 02:21:05 pm »
Notes from the Solar Underground: US Solar’s Smoot-Hawley Tariff Act
April 28, 2017 By Paula Mints Founder/Chief Market Research Analyst
There is nothing new about protectionism just as there is nothing new about aggressive pricing for market share, dumping of overproduction at low prices and the cascade of unintended consequences of government intervention on markets.
A free market is precisely what the word free implies that is, market prices and the choice of goods are set by the interactions of market participants. Under this definition, there are few, if any, free markets in the world.
Governments intervene to subsidize or incentivize production of goods and the acquisition of goods. In the U.S., farmers sometimes received subsidies not to produce under the assumption that over production would lead to a price collapse. Electricity rates in U.S. states must be approved by state PUCs. Subsidies provide affordable housing for poorer populations. Pick a market and you can find a government incentive, subsidy or a control of some sort.
So, seriously, there are few, if any, free markets .
The global solar industry relies on mandates, subsidies and incentives for its demand. Though it has enjoyed extraordinarily strong growth overtime this growth has come about because of, again, subsidies. Current low prices for PV modules are possible because of China’s support for its PV manufacturers.
The 2012 U.S. tariff ruling on imports of cells and modules from China resulted in higher prices for small buyers and, frankly, no price change for larger buyers
. In sum, for larger buyers the sellers absorbed the tariff. The primary goal of sellers was sales, margin was secondary. Higher margins were gained from smaller sellers who also absorbed the tariff. Exporters were then not truly punished because the goals of the exporter (seller) were not properly understood.
The lesson is that market regulations, incentives, subsidies, mandates and tariffs come with unintended consequences. When tariffs are enacted the primary entity punished via higher prices is the buyer. The price pain felt by buyers is almost always the unintended consequence of the imposition of tariffs.
Just as markets are not entirely free, markets are also not entirely rational or controllable. Tastes change. Competing products rise. Drought and heavy rains affect agriculture. People go on strike. Recessions affect buying ability. Finally, sometimes people make irrational buying choices. Consider the cell phone which went from the size of a person’s arm to the size of a watch face to practically the size of a laptop computer screen and is now migrating back to not just watch face size, but to being an actual watch.
The point is that controlling buying patterns is close to impossible and punishing sellers for low prices typically punishes the buyers and worse … almost never brings back manufacturing jobs.
A good example of the unintended consequence of government intervention is the Smoot-Hawley Tariff Act of 1930. In the 1920s an excess of agricultural production in Europe led to low price imports of produce into the U.S. Farmers suffered and Herbert Hoover
promised that if he were elected president he would help U.S. farmers. (As an aside … if this seems familiar it should
Enter Willis Hawley, Congressman, Oregon, and Reed Smoot, Senator, Utah. Smoot-Hawley began as a protection for farmers but after much debate fed by many special interests it was eventually attached to a wide variety of imports (~900). Other countries retaliated with their own tariffs. The U.S. trade deficit ballooned. Smoot-Hawley did not push the world into the Great Depression but it certainly was a card in the Depression playing deck.
In 1934, as part of the New Deal, President Franklin Roosevelt pushed the Reciprocal Trade Agreements Act through and the short reign of protectionism in the U.S. ended … just in time for the beginning of World War II in 1939.The Solar Point
Immediately following Suniva’s bankruptcy on April 17, rumors of a new trade dispute began and late in April Suniva, a U.S.-based monocrystalline manufacturer over 60 percent owned by a Chinese company, filed its trade dispute asking for a 40-cent/Wp tariff on all solar cells made outside the U.S. From Suniva’s point of view, the request makes sense as it is one of two crystalline solar cell manufacturers in the U.S. — the other being SolarWorld.
Proponents say that it would protect U.S. solar manufacturing but as there is very little U.S. manufacturing and the reasons for its demise are complex, there is little to protect.
Tariff opponents argue that cheaper prices for cells would help module assemblers and cheaper prices for modules would increase solar deployment.
The fact is that larger entities continued to enjoy low prices and will always enjoy lower prices than smaller demand side participants
The fact is that bringing back U.S. solar manufacturing is close to impossible
at this juncture using tariffs. It would require a lot of time (a lot of time), favorable taxes for producers as well as other manufacturing subsidies and most importantly, a healthy incentive for buyers to purchase modules made in America with crystalline and thin film cells made in America and … even then … the aluminum, the glass, the backsheet — something in the module will come from some other country.
The fact is that the products bought in the U.S., including the foods we eat
, are often produced using components from other countries.
Finally … well-meaning or crowd-pleasing government intervention in the not-so-free-not-so-rational-extremely-complex global market always brings a host of complications with it and always brings a host of unintended consequences. Just ask Mr. Smoot and Mr. Hawley. Don't miss Paula Mints' latest report, available at a discounted price through Renewable Energy World: Photovoltaic Manufacturer Capacity, Shipments, Price & Revenues 2016/2017http://www.renewableenergyworld.com/articles/2017/04/notes-from-the-solar-underground-us-solar-s-smoot-hawley-tariff-act.htmlAgelbert NOTE:
The biggest, and totally unjustified subsidy that we need to GET RID OF to level the energy market playing field is the oil and gas subsidy THEFT:
« on: April 27, 2017, 10:19:31 pm »
« on: April 27, 2017, 08:54:18 pm »
100 Days Into the "For-Profit Presidency"
Published on Apr 27, 2017
On tonight’s Big Picture, Thom discusses Trump’s first 100 days in office and whether he’s turned government into a business with Susan Harley of Public Citizen’s Congress Watch. Then, Thom talks to Rob Mariani of the Daily Caller and Vien Truong of Green for All about Trump’s plan to renegotiate NAFTA and California lawmakers moving forward with a single-payer health plan.
« on: April 27, 2017, 08:10:28 pm »
‘Look, Ma, No Fuel!’ … Fire-free Cooking with Solar
April 27, 2017
By Mahesh Bhave
Founder, CEO Mahesh P. Bhave, visiting professor, strategy, IIM Kozhikode, India, is an engineer from IIT Delhi with a Ph.D. from Syracuse University’s Maxwell School. He may be reached at email@example.com.… And no smoke, and no pollution either; no match boxes, no fire-wood collecting, no charcoal burning, and no ash.
No waiting for the deliveryman to take away the old LPG cylinder
and bring in the new. A cooking revolution looms.
The cooking supply chain is being disrupted. Bounty from the sky, delivered free to the roof, drives the new cooking economy, and not the laboriously drilled, mined, transported, stored, and distributed fuel from the ground, say, kerosene or natural gas, let alone charcoal, firewood or biomass of any kind.
This is a reason to celebrate — for it creates choices for homemakers, frees up women’s time to undertake creative and productive work, and reduces health problems that today affect women and children disproportionately when they cook with smoky systems at home.
Precursors to the impending cooking revolution have been with us for a while — microwave ovens, induction cookers, resistive hotplates, electric water kettles. But they are not strictly fire-free, fuel free, or emissions free in that behind the elegant and useful appliances, in the hinterlands far from cities they are based on electricity produced from burning coal, overwhelmingly, and natural gas lately in the US. Hydro-power or nuclear plants contribute a small portion of today’s electricity, and not without hazards and environmentally high costs.
The revolution I am talking about is local electricity — rooftop solar based, complemented by batteries and related electronics — fed into the house;
no electricity grid with giant generation plants and massive transmission and distribution networks necessary.Wireless “LPG” or “Pipeless” Natural Gas or “Cylinder free Gas”
When I was a student, I remember how on wintry mornings in New Delhi, just outside the campus gate of our engineering institute, sitting in a huddle around a fire, we ordered and sipped tea straight off the boiling pan, holding a small glass with two fingers in a pincer grip. Accompanying the chatter of those around us was the background noise of a hissing kerosene stove. That sound was integral to the scene. Water was always boiling over the flame, tea made in batches, filtered through a cloth sieve, and poured into the glasses, nominally rinsed, I now shudder to think. I am sure paper cups now replace the glasses.
Walking along the streets of Pune, on certain corners one sees vendors of dosas, often outside the gates of colleges. Half the joy is in watching the master street chef prepare them in front of your eyes. Here too, alongside the bustle of the street, and the circle of observers waiting their turn with the food, is the hissing stove under the large flat iron pan, always kerosene-fired. The sound of the stove is again a part of the overall experience.
Consider backyard cooking in U.S. homes
. The setup is elaborate, with coal or propane fires and grilles. The ritual of assembling the food to be grilled, and the lighting of the cooking range builds a festive, holiday atmosphere.
But can it be simpler, without loss of atmosphere, with solar panels and batteries? I think so.
Indeed, on March 29, in Solana Beach, Calif., Dr. Barry Butler, Cindy Davenport, Roger Davenport, and I cooked toor lentils and stir-fried green and red peppers, onions, ginger and spices on a hotplate fired by solar panels, and ate it over rice in Dr. Butler's backyard. Cooking Without Burn-ers
Fast-forward a year or two out, and the tea and the dosas will be the same, but cooked without fire, without kerosene, without the hissing noise. How? Solar-powered, battery enabled, over resistive hotplate or induction cookers. A portable solar canopy, a large umbrella over the fire-less stove collecting solar radiation and feeding it to the cookstove, mediated by a Li-ion battery. Personal, portable, ad hoc cooking in the open for the common man — no “burn”er necessary.
In the U.S., Sears, Home Depot, IKEA, Target, Walmart, and perhaps Best Buy, may include solar cooking systems in their stores and catalogs. Solar Systems Design with Cooking at the Center
Solar Home Systems (SHS) have historically focused on lighting, phone charging, sometimes fans and TVs. And the focus on lighting for un-electrified villages in Africa, India, Bangladesh, Haiti, and elsewhere is as it should be — light after sundown must be among the most critical uses of electricity.To me, lighting is now a done deal, a solved problem.
With solar panels and batteries plus extraordinarily efficient LED bulbs, light is, if I may so describe it, easy. Solar systems may now be designed for the most energy intensive, yet critical, application for a home — cooking. If we do so, applications like lighting and charging for phones, laptops, TVs and home electronics will come with cooking at incremental cost, as a byproduct.At What Cost?
The prices of this next generation cooking system will represent amortized capital costs, and not the costs for fuel and the logistics infrastructure as today. The capital first costs are high for rural villagers in emerging economies, but if those costs are translated into monthly payments, paid using phones, as the villagers do today, they are reasonable and affordable, and over time cheaper than for LPG.
For instance, the monthly costs of a solar cooking solution costing, say, $1,200, with an up to 20-year life for solar panels, less for batteries, and with ~ 9 percent cost of money, would be close to Rs. 740/month, the same as that for a LPG cylinder without subsidy in India. This is about $11/month, or $0.37/day, or Rs. 25/day for a family of four. The poorest rural households worldwide pay more than this for kerosene burning today. The only “solution” cheaper would be the “free” cooking by collecting firewood and burning it in a cookstove, however crude or well-designed.
This solar-based cooking solution is not merely for rural households without electricity, or street vendors, or backyard cooking in the U.S. Even in apartment homes in urban areas, the solution can be deployed to deliver an even lower cost solution with suitable optimization.
A broader question arises: What is the hub of a microgrid design of the future? Substation? Supermarket? Municipality? Neighborhood? Home Owners Association? At least one hub might be a solution with cooking as the core application in a cluster of apartment buildings.
Images courtesy of Mahesh Bhave (at article link)
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Researchers Outline Pathway to 10 Terawatts of Solar PV by 2030
April 27, 2017
By Renewable Energy World Editors
Current projections for solar PV deployment in the coming years have significantly underestimated the solar market’s potential, researchers say.
In a new Science paper, the U.S. Department of Energy's National Renewable Energy Laboratory (NREL), along with their counterparts from similar institutes in Japan and Germany, and researchers at universities and industry, discuss a realistic trajectory to install 5-10 terawatts of PV capacity by 2030.
The International Solar Alliance has set a target of having at least 3 terawatts of additional solar power capacity by 2030, up from the current installed capacity of 71 GW.
Reaching 5-10 terawatts should be achievable through continued technology improvements and cost decreases, as well as the continuation of incentive programs to defray upfront costs of PV systems, according to the paper, which was co-authored by Nancy Haegel, director of NREL's Materials Science Center, and David Feldman, Robert Margolis, William Tumas, Gregory Wilson, Michael Woodhouse, and Sarah Kurtz of NREL.
The researchers predicted that 5-10 terawatts of PV capacity could be in place by 2030 if these challenges can be overcome
•A continued reduction in the cost of PV while also improving the performance of solar modules
•A drop in the cost of and time required to expand manufacturing and installation capacity
•A move to more flexible grids that can handle high levels of PV through increased load shifting, energy storage, or transmission
•An increase in demand for electricity by using more for transportation and heating or cooling
•Continued progress in storage for energy generated by solar power.http://www.renewableenergyworld.com/articles/2017/04/researchers-outline-pathway-to-10-terawatts-of-solar-pv-by-2030.htmlAgelbert NOTE:
Overcoming THIS challenge would boost our path to 10 Terawatts and beyond BEFORE 2030 (see below):
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