Friday, March 2, 2012

Mayan Prophecy

I was getting my affairs in order for the end of the Mayan calendar when I came upon some details I want to share.

The Mayans didn't really look at time in year to year cycles but they had a calendar that was 1.872 million days long. That's 5125 years.
The contents of Oggy's Brain as represented by Mayan Artists

So, the end of that cycle of time ends in 9 months. We should be honored to be alive at such a time. Really, of the trillions of people who lived since 3000 B.C. you'll get to see what happens. There aren't many Mayans around to celebrate this so I want to go to Guatemala in solidarity. It's like new years day multiplied five thousand times. So that's a big hangover.

In light of this I'd like to make my own Oggy prediction for the true end of the world. My calendar really began 21,000 years ago. My calendar lasts 88,000 years. So on March 2nd in the year 67,000 AD the cycle starts over again. Mark the calendar now!

Crude

2009

January $33.07 July $56.16
February $31.04 August $62.80
March $40.13/$39.88 September $60.98
April $42.45/$42.20 October $67.43
May $51.27/$51.02 November $69.43
June $61.71/$61.46 December $66.33
2009 Average $53.56/$53.48



2008

January $84.70 July $126.16
February $86.64 August $108.46
March $96.87 September $96.13
April $104.31 October $68.50
May $117.40 November $49.29
June $126.33 December $32.94
2008 Average $91.48






As recently as 1998 crude oil was $12 a barrel. TOday it's $128 a barrel. What other commodity increased ten times in value in 14 years?

I want to cry foul but there were many years of prosperity in there and many more years to come. I remember the last time oil cost $127 a barrel in Jully 2008 and for the first time in 4 years in Los Angeles I saw busses that were full and people on bicycles and people walking. It was amazing. I moved into my van at that time and delayed my trip to Mexico until the gas prices went down from $4.25 to something like $3.50. Lasting change didn't take place but I think a small step was taken toward change. If we could live forever we could see the changes like when someone took video footage of the memorial bridge in Portsmouth dropping the center span at slack tide. It took hours and hours so if you watch it in real time nothing seems to be happening. But if you speed up the video then the bridge drops the barges move into place and the center span is carried away. I think human history is something like that but for each incremental change a whole family is born and buried so no one person gets to see anything very dramatic happen like Los Angeles going from a city of 60 million cars to a city that has full buses and light rail. There are abandoned light rail tracks that were a curse to my small motorcycle. The tracks were the archaeological evidence of an era when you could take a train from downtown to Venice. Those days are no more but before I left there was some movement toward rebuilding the light rail. Of course the tire companies and car companies were major opponents since they were the ones who monopolized and then dismantled the light rail to begin with, but this time they will lose.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Oggy Tries Out For The Big Leagues

Job Title:Audiovisual Production Specialist (Videographer)
Agency:National Gallery of Art
Job Announcement Number:NGA-12-14A

SALARY RANGE:

$89,033.00 to $115,742.00 / Per Year

OPEN PERIOD:

Saturday, February 18, 2012 to Friday, March 02, 2012

SERIES & GRADE:

GS-1071-13

POSITION INFORMATION:

Full-time - Term Appt. NTE 3 years (may extend 1 additional year)

PROMOTION POTENTIAL:

13

DUTY LOCATIONS:

1 vacancy(s) in the following locations:
Washington, DC, US

WHO MAY BE CONSIDERED:

U.S. Citizens

 Oggy


I can hear the laughter echo around the continent like hyena running through a particle accelerator. Oggy working for the national gallery of art would be a sign of the apocalypse. True. The thought of me being turned loose with a $12,000 high definition camera and a platinum credit card in the name of national art is pretty funny. It's not totally insane considering the facts but it's not something I'll be holding my breath for. I want to put the word out there and not be intimidated by N.Y. film school students who made digital films while I was living in a tree hut in Santa Cruz also applying for this job. They probably think $100K salary is entry level and that's why you are reading my blog and they aren't...because if you think big then you don't get dragged down by underachievers like Oggy and his self pitying (a Mexican prostitute called him self-loathing but why split hairs?) ways. You don't afford to live in Washington on $50K a year. No. You get the big money and that's only the official part of the paycheck. The dividends that are never claimed on a tax return run that number up three times over again. The loopholes I've heard about expense accounts and per diems make me wonder how any company stays afloat. That's an unspoken part of this position. Sure you can be a budding Ansel Adams with a video camera but if you deliver your didactic health video propaganda on time and assert your maverick status enough (but not too much) then you will be anointed into royalty. I'm going to watch what I say because I gave them a link to the blog as my writing sample and my video samples. If I had any advice for budding writers or filmmakers it would be to design a project and finish it. Just finish the project and have it available so someone can see it. And then immediately start a new project. Write, film, edit, record...over and over. IF it is what you love to do then you will love to do it for free and starve in the process but that's the sacrifice. And if someone sees some value in it then you might get a slice of bread or $110K a year. Think of it as good or bad timing. But there is no project that isn't finished. It's either in progress or done. I don't have an abundance of finished projects to show the good folks from the national gallery of art and that doesn't help my chances and it also doesn't reflect well on my follow through.

I'm an old man today. 41 years old and I'd like to apply to more than far fetched jobs that go to the assimilated film students who graduated with honors. If it meant buying a whole new J crew wardrobe to go with my disco shirt I'd have a hard time making the switch. Fortunately I don't have to make that choice because the uniform crowd knows an outsider when they see him.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

1 Billion Cars

I've been reading Plan B 4.0 by Lester Brown and that's enough to make me lose sleep until the next leap year. Back in 2008 there were an estimated 910 million automobiles in the world. I don't think allowances were made for more fuel efficient cars or gas guzzling pigs like Oggy's 1969 Econoline Van. We probably aren't at 1 billion cars but there's no doubt we are approaching it and that raises the question of how these cars are going to run. Now, most of us are selfish thinkers with the foresight of a snub nosed monkey in heat so I'll relay some information on to you and you can discuss it amongst yourselves while Rush Limbaugh shuffles papers in the background of your blighted consciousness.

The simple answer to fuel problems is alternative fuels. Internal combustion engines, aside from making us absolute slaves to our vehicles, is polluting the ocean and skies. In Churchill Falls Labrador they have one of the biggest hydroelectric power plants in North America supplying much of eastern Canada and New York with energy using 1964 technology. Yet, as I walked around the mosquito swarming streets I didn't notice any electric vehicles. Even the tour guide truck was a fuel powered SUV. Inside the power plant everything was electric but only the houses used the power supplied a mile away by the 12 turbines. Maybe the cold weather had something to do with this since batteries tend to shut down in negative 40 degree temperatures. Who knows...but that's the situation.

Electricity, supplied by hydro electric plants, wind turbines and solar farms is a trend that has been developing for half a century and shows no signs of slowing down. Gas and oil are being used to facilitate the development of cleaner sources of energy. Or I should say that gas and oil are being used to transport useless web cams and anal beads around the world and a small minority are also using gas and oil to develop cleaner sources of energy.
The enemies of Ford and Chrysler conspire to attack corporate America

I'm sure back in 1870 train conductors who relied on steam created by burning wood in a double boiler thought it would never be cost effective to refine crude oil into flammable gasoline. The same thoughts now apply to switchgrass fuel, prairie grass and hemp gasoline. Yes, combustible hemp oil fueling cars. If it is possible then it will eventually be cost effective...or it will be cost effective for someone.

The conflict I want to bring up is something that is easily overlooked when the topic of ethanol comes up along with other plant based fuels. Corn takes land and unless we start to cultivate national park lands then that requires a sacrifice of agro land somewhere. And with nearly 1 billion cars out there owned by people making an average of $30,000 a year competing with, say, 3 billion poor people like Oggy who make less than $3,000 a year the market will side with the people who can afford to pay for the corn to be planted so it can be refined into fuel to burn in their cars so they can get to work making pharmaceuticals. 3 Billion poor people vs 1 Billion car owners. That leaves 3 billion people who have money but don't own a car and at least one hippie who owns a huge van but has no money...I don't know who that person will be but he's going to have to choose a side and there's a good chance he'll team up with the car owners.

I think this is where the paper theory of capitalism breaks down because if the market determines that corn should be used to fuel cars and 3 billion people are out of luck then that would be naively ignoring human nature because 3 billion people are not going to placidly watch their dinner be ignited so I don't have to walk to Walmart to get the chicken strip and mashed potato dinner. No, that's not going to happen. You push 3 billion people into a corner and all the camper conversion hippie vans in the world won't protect you from their wrath. Like Jim Morrison said, "They've got the guns but we've got the numbers."

Now, what I predict is exactly that scenario of more rainforest land being plowed under "Sold" by electro-prodded natives and then cultivated to grow corn to fuel distant "smart" vehicles. The natives themselves will be allowed to work in the iPod manufacturing factories and when they start to jump off the buildings they will get no sympathy because Americans aren't supposed to "inflict their morality on others" or whatever catch-phrase the conservative of the week will shill on his mouth breathing, knuckle dragging audience as they switch between Nascar and Kid Rock. No, it would be unforgivable to interfere with the natural holocausts we cause since speed junkie radio hosts must know what they are talking about. Better to sit on our thumbs jacking off while the dirty deeds are perpetrated in our honor on the natives, their land stolen and destroyed and then they are relocated to villages where they have to pay rent and the only means to money is working in the iPod factory. Yeah, that's a trail of blood only a goddamn television psychic could follow. You'd have to be a near genius to put all those pieces together and see the injustice. No, it's better to listen to Rush Limbaugh feed you baby pacifier information and slap another rainforest slab of chicken wings on the barbeque. Let bygones be bygones! Don't cry over spilled milk. Survival of the fittest! Yes, the dirty minds will survive as long as the clean ones allow it. Freedom isn't free but the cost isn't what the newspapers say it is because there was a discount in the price of Amazonian children flesh and a closeout sale on clean rainforest water. Fried Chinese slave girl fingers are buy one get one free with duck sauce! Mention this ad and Save! Buy now and buy in bulk so your fat ass can fit through the mcdonalds drive-thru. And when a future Oggy asks for mercy for the displaced and enslaved Kogi native you can claim ignorance and slap his wrist because it's none of our business and we're mere spectators in the whole affair and our paws never got wet in the fat fish bucket. I wish I could inflict that kind of ignorant arrogance on myself but I must be immune to conservative flim flam talk. Maybe I have my father to that for that but I also wish I could be as stupid as the rest of America so I could fit in better and put my Khazakstani Infant neck on the barbeque and crack another beer. But no, I have to side with Lester Brown, loathed and crucified on a cross made of pizza boxes and CD cases, the persecution of Oggy The Ignorant persists to drain the carbon emission of our morality into the sinkhole of Laissez-faire  indifference.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

reMEMBer

THE WATER THAT PASSED BENEATH THIS BRIDGE WAS FILLED WITH THE BODIES OF THE ENEMIES WHO FOUGHT FOR THEIR CROOKED BELIEFS. THE VAN CROSSED ON RUSTED RADIUS AXLES AND FLATTENED TIRES AND BEARINGS THAT FELL BENEATH THE WHEELS. THOUGH THE CENTER SPAN OF OUR DEMISE STILL RAISES AND LOWERS WITHIN OUR ABSENTEE PARENTAL CUBBYHOLE THE DISTANT HORIZON SHALL NEVER BE WITHOUT THE SILHOUETTE OF RECOVERY. TWO LANDS CONNECTED FOR THE OGGY COTTAGE TO PASS, DESPISED BY THE LOCALS AND HARASSED BY THE POLICE...NO SAFE HARBOR WITH THE BORDERS OF THIS UNHOLY TERRITORY. A SOLITARY GULL LOOKS TO THE EAST WHERE HIS SALVATION RECEDES. OGGY TAKES FLIGHT AND IMAGINES HIS SAFE LANDING.
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