I think it was trying to show that there was more corelation between modern agircultural techniques and global warming then anything else, including the combustion engine. The studies showed results all the way back to the 1500s, but no records were kept of weather back then.
industrial revolution also Industrial Revolution n. The complex of radical socioeconomic changes, such as the ones that took place in England in the late 18th century, that are brought about when extensive mechanization of production systems results in a shift from home-based hand manufacturing to large-scale factory production.
Kismet n. One who commonly uses dictionary definitions in posts, often to great effect. Inventor of Sarge knife.
I'd wondered about the increasing use of use of coal about that time. London was supposed to be far worse then than anything to be compared to today outside of Cheyrnoble (sic?)
DIJ, you only get water fer yer cacti if it is a funny post. But I'd a hit ya agin anyway if I wasn't gettin the dreaded sign sayin I have given out too much in the last 24 hours. Why some folks'd thunk I was a rep given slut er sumthin. :grumpy:
munk the inhuman monster ********************************* Golllleeeeeeee, you are funny! Thanks, iBear
How far we get is anyone's guess, but spooning over a sentimental lost innocence of a more primitive time and culture, which in reality was brutal, short, and bloody, is ssssiiiilllllyyyy. I'm not immune. I hate civiliization so much I moved to a single dirt road town. I've got wild turkeys in my yard. But the best of me want Mankind to go on. I like animal husbandry, I like wolves and bears, but I sure as heck don't kid myself they are 'better' than I am, or more 'natural'. I've had a fiesty day so if my tone is not as neat and keeno as it should be do not be alarmed. Kismet is still high in my celestial universe, even if munk is a low down killer in his. Look on the bright side- if we really blow it the insects will evolve. They're much more self effacing than we are, and are resistant to radiation. - Munk the inhumane ********************************************************** GeeeZ, you are scaring me..... Ya think the insects will take over? I hate insects! How about bears..... couldn't the bears take over instead? Those big ol' furry monsters would just love to take over and eat all the insects! There I go... making sense again! HeeeHaw! Smile, iBear
Yes, now you are making sense.... I think! What was that about again? Sometimes I'm a little slow on the uptake.... sorreeeee about that? Thanks, iBear
Charles Bukowski once said, "The Cockroaches are going to win, but we'll make them wait a little longer." munk
Here's the poem which was written on the memorial card at (Hank's) Henry Charles Bukowski Jr.'s funeral service. Service was at the Green Hills Mortuary on March 14,1994: but they've left us a bit of music and a spiked show in the corner, a jigger of scotch, a blue necktie, a small volume of poems by rimbuaud, a horse running as if the devil were twisting his tail over bluegrass and screaming, and then, love again like a streetcar turning the corner on time, the city waiting, the wine and the flowers, the water walking across the lake and summer and winter and summer and summer and winter again --from the poem, " If We Take" Written by Charles Bukowski
GeeeZ, you are scaring me..... Ya think the insects will take over? I hate insects! How about bears..... couldn't the bears take over instead? Those big ol' furry monsters would just love to take over and eat all the insects! There I go... making sense again! HeeeHaw! Smile, iBear
"Sat up on the hill, six feet above Hanks bones on the seventh anniversary of his death. The cemetary was closing soon, the skies were grey and a little rain was falling. I had just got off work and drove down from LA with the only other Hank fan I know. We poured a couple of scotches and had a toast. There was an orange, a large pretzel, several cigarette butts, a few empty bottles of TGIF mudslide drinks and some flowers by the tombstone. We saw some young kids searching for someones grave. 'It's down here,' we said. They came and made an imprint of the grave with some paper and a crayon." - David Badders
Will the insect evolve? Could be an evolutionary deadend. They've had a long time to get beyond ants. So far, not a single insect rapper. Wait, that's devolution.
dunno munk, I suspect that there is only "risk" within the conditions of choice. There has been no chosing of evolutionary abberations, they (or we) are merely variations that succeeded in the circumstances in which we came into being. So, the concept of risk doesn't seem to apply, in my opinion, for there was no decision to evolve made. You may or may not be accurate about group weltanschuung, the "hating of ourselves," but I don't agree with the concept. I think, if anything, there is a group lack of concern about the entirety of the planet, at least up until relatively recent years...the years of measurement and recording. I suspect primative peoples recorded "years when the deer were gone," or "year of the heavy snows," but neither of these were measurements inasmuch as they were records of events. And the idea of "ruling the earth" is a very human (or self-aware) notion. Those species without an awareness of selves or consciousness have no concept of rule, just power and rights within their species or territories. I agree that man will, in your idiom, attempt to put McDonald's on any planet we could colonize, but that is, if you will, the "nature" of our species, not the nature of Nature. And I do not think of munk the killer, I think of munk, the complex man, who views and attempts to reconcile the world in all its behaviors, despite the pain it can cause, or the frustration as he works to integrate actions with concepts. Sensitivity and sensibility are pain-fraught attributes. Those who contend with them are heroic in the best sense of the concept. Be well and safe.
My Father was a truly amazing man he pretended to be rich even though we lived on beans and mush and weenies when we sat down to eat, he said, "not everybody can eat like this." and because he wanted to be rich or because he actually thought he was rich he always voted Republican and he voted for Hoover against Roosevelt and he lost and then he voted for Alf Landon against Roosevelt and he lost again saying, "I don't know what this world is coming to, now we've got that god damned Red in there again and the Russians will be in our backyard next!" I think it was my father who made me decide to become a bum. I decided that if a man like that wants to be rich then I want to be poor. - Henry Charles Bukowski Jr.
And I do not think of munk the killer, I think of munk, the complex man, who views and attempts to reconcile the world in all its behaviors, despite the pain it can cause, or the frustration as he works to integrate actions with concepts. Sensitivity and sensibility are pain-fraught attributes. Those who contend with them are heroic in the best sense of the concept. **************************************************** "Munk the Wise" makes sense! I like sense! Thanks, iBear
At the very end of his life, Bukowski wrote this poem about how the guys who took it straight on the chin, never flinching, the ones tough and noble and honest enough NOT TO BELEIVE IN GOD. Then he toasts them. I thought to myself; How tough can you be when you're drunk all the time? (and well, as a matter of fact, that's hard work, and is tough, but you know what I mean) There's a Lou Reed line written as if Andy Warhol said it. "those downtown painters are just alcoholic." munk
