Monday, March 9, 2015

birthday adventures

To mark my 75th birthday, of course, a solar plane took off today from Abu Dhabi, UAE, in an attempt to fly around the world unaided by fossil fuels. The flight, like the birthday, would be a "first." Likewise it is an experiment whose outcome cannot be known.

Of each, I wonder, "How the hell did that happen?!"

As if to keep things in perspective, the U.S. et al attacked an oil refinery held by Islamic State in Syria. Islamic State, a high-profile enemy-du-jour for the U.S., funds some of its military operations through oil sales in subjugated territory as it marches towards an imagined "caliphate" in the Middle East.

Oh yes, and by the way -- one less oil refinery not only dents Islamic State's income but also means that the over-supply of gasoline that has depressed U.S. prices at the pump, will be 'threatened' and consumers can expect to see prices rise up anew. Oil companies that have laid workers off may be seeing a light at the end of a constricting economic tunnel. Thank God! -- isn't it worth killing a few people if the profit margin is enhanced?! Gas prices in the U.S. are expected to average $2.33 per gallon in 2015 after ranging above $3 per gallon in 2013.

War-for-profit -- the same-ol'-same-ol'  my nation continues to stoop to, in much the same way I have stooped to the passage of time.

And today is the first full day of Daylight Saving Time ... a resetting of clocks to one hour ahead of what they were at the same time the day before. Hence, an hour has been magically "lost" and profit is marginally boosted.

Sorta like birthdays -- you leap ahead only to find yourself strangely at a loss.

3 comments:

  1. Happy Birthday, Adam. May your leaps exceed your losses.

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  2. I don't do birthdays, weddings or funerals anymore. Just downers.

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  3. So, dear boy, somehow, you made it to your Diamond Jubilee, That's impressive. Wow!

    As for leaping and bounding, every 25 years it is time to thank yourself first and foremost -- what a trip, eh?. Well. you made a great number of pretty good choices in all that time.

    Time to thank your parents for your upbringing (as half baked as your think it was or it actually was) and for the genes they passed down to you (as sturdy or weak they have been).

    Time to thank your doctors (if only for not fucking up too much).

    And it's time to thank your family and your friends.

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