I’m sure you’ve seen stories about people who have, in small or large ways paid things forward. People are paying for Xmas layaways or for groceries for a shopper behind them in a grocery line, or paying for a family’s dinner and then just slipping out of the door. It’s a terrific thing.
Well, voting for the candidates and parties that believe in paying it forward is, your paying it forward in a big way. Don’t let anyone tell you that every candidate and both major parties are the same. If that were true people like the Koch brothers would not be spending millions upon millions to elect the people and the party that will continue to make OUR country into some third world model where there are the tremendously wealthy and the extremely poor who take whatever they can get and work in whatever conditions they must just to exist. We have been there/done that not too long ago in our history.
In a country like ours we should be outraged at the inequality, economic and socially. Heck, at the very least, we should be embarrassed. We certainly realize the problems exist or we wouldn’t have more and more of these stories of paying for suppers or Xmas layaways. So let’s DO this in a big way and all it takes is one day. That day isn’t far away now.
Peace, and please pay it forward with your vote.
By Dahr Jamail, Truthout | Report – As we look across the globe this month, the signs of a CONTINUED escalation of the impacts of runaway anthropogenic climate disruption (ACD) continue to increase, alongside a drumbeat of fresh scientific studies confirming their connection to the ongoing human geo-engineering project of emitting carbon dioxide at ever-increasing rates into the atmosphere.
A major study recently published in New Scientist found that “scientists may have hugely underestimated the extent of global warming because temperature readings from southern hemisphere seas were inaccurate,” and said that ACD is “worse than we thought” because it is happening “faster than we realized.”
As has become predictable now, as evidence of increasing ACD continues to mount, denial and corporate exploitation are accelerating right along with it.
The famed Northwest Passage is now being exploited by LUXURY CRUISE companies. Given the ongoing melting of the Arctic ice cap, a company recently announced a 900-mile, 32-day LUXURY CRUISEthere, with fares starting at $20,000, so people can luxuriate while viewing the demise of the planetary ecosystem.
This, while even mainstream scientists now no longer view ACD in the future tense, but as a reality that is already well underway and severely impacting the planet.
It is good that even the more conservative scientists have come aboard the reality train, because a recent National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration-led (NOAA) study published by the Bulletin of the American Meteorological Society has provided yet more evidence linking ACD with extreme heat events.
To provide perspective on how far along we are regarding runaway ACD, another recent study shows that the planet’s wildlife population is less than half the size it was four decades ago. The culprits are both ACD and unsustainable human consumption, coupling to destroy habitats faster than previously thought, as biodiversity loss has now reached “critical levels,” according to the report. More than half of the vertebrate population on the planet has been annihilated in just four decades.
Let that sink in for a moment before reading further. Continue reading…
By Sherry Pasquarello,WWH/CJE –
Honestly, we here in Pennsylvania have one of, if not THE worst Governors in these here United States and the gap is CLOSING??? What the heck is going on? The only up side to this is that maybe now we will get up off of our butts and go to the polls. Hopefully while we are there we can do some good in some of the other races, that truthfully, just as important.
Oh, and don’t fall for the shiny, tragic tinsel ball of EBOLA. Really, we should be far more concerned with that illness that has hospitalized kids across this country with respiratory distress and in some cases polio like symptoms! Heck, meningitis has begun its annual trek across college campuses and it can kill overnight. If you must panic over something panic over THAT.
BTW, we still don’t have a Surgeon General because of the NRAs influence and money. So now we have an Ebola Czar. We got him because the Republicans whined and pointed fingers and DEMANDED another “czar” even though they complained about them and the title being (omg) RUSSIAN for the entire time this President has been in office. Maddow has a wonderful piece with tape, clips of the panderers over at FOX yammering about how “Czars” were either to be ridiculed or feared and then the hysteria at that very same organization by some of that very same pandering on air “talent” about the lack of an Ebola CZAR! Jebus, I hope Fox tanks soon. They have been a main contributing factor to the dumbing down of the American people. They are the American version of Pravda and only our stubborn belief that we could never tolerate something like that in OUR country has prevented us from kicking them into the dustbin of history years ago.
I am not sure why the horrendous numbers of police crimes here. Maybe it’s always been this way and due to the fact that everyone has cell phone cameras it can’t be hidden as well. Frankly, I’ve known bad cops since I was young BUT I’ve known far more good ones. So, I’m not sure but I’d say there are people entering into police work that are there for all the wrong reasons and they aren’t being filtered out. Me? I would think that just as with any other profession or religion for that matter, the best answer is to weed out the bad, in-house. Oh, and that INCLUDES doctors!
One more thing- a personal little rant. I pay for my cable and every month it makes me angry that I pay for all of these freaking televangelists and about 10 stations that they blabber on 24/7! I don’t watch and I resent paying for them. I feel as if I am supporting the downfall of civility and work towards equality in this nation. I wish there was a way I could cancel them without losing the stations that I want – there isn’t.
Anyway, enjoy the rest of this Fall and please, vote. Don’t let anyone talk you into sending a MESSAGE by not voting. A lot of people tried that and we saw what happened. Our President has two more years. If we don’t get him some back up we are in for two more years of everything, EVERYTHING being blocked. We can’t afford that. I swear, these Republicans that met and formed the plan of taking this ELECTED President down by any means necessary are as close to traitors as I ever want to see in my lifetime. I would say the same if the parties were reversed. I promise you that I would.
Peace and vote
Watch the positive new take on the classic track “Because I Got High” by Afroman in collaboration with Weedmaps and NORML.
By Jay Gamel/Kenwood Press- Larry Maniscalco will be the first one to tell you he wasn’t much of a hippie. So it was a bit surprising that Sugarloaf State Park’s newest historian chose to research the impact the Flower Children had on the fledgling recreation area, starting in the mid-1960s. One contributing factor was the continuing existence of many people who were close to the events of yesteryear, in the form of Boomers and their progeny who populate Oakmont, Kenwood and Glen Ellen today.
Maniscalco hosted a talk about the movement’s impact on the park on a Saturday morning in late September, showing the 30 or so sexta- and septuagenarians a slide presentation and talk, with a follow-up hike to the former Camp Butler, site of many a colorful tent in 1967. Camp Butler was also the epicenter for the Harmonic Convergence of 1987, an event that pulled a thousand of people to the spot for a Mass Meditation intended to draw the Earth closer into the peace and love heralded by the dawning of the Age of Aquarius due to the alignments of Mercury, Venus and Pluto.
Sugarloaf and Flower Power both got underway in the mid 1960s, with Sugarloaf opening its 3,900 acres to the public in 1964. By 1967’s Summer of Love, it was a barely known but accessible mountain retreat when jaded and burnt out denizens of the Haight-Ashbury scene headed back to nature to recharge their communal spirits. Sugarloaf was a brief stop in that initial migration.
Jack London’s well-known grand-nephew Milo Shepard was Sugarloaf’s first ranger and seemed to have genuine affection for the hippies who came to stay, Maniscalco noted in his research.
According to Maniscalco, “Hippie activity in the park was loosely organized, with individual or small groups drifting from place to place to hang out in houses located in various places including San Francisco, Santa Cruz, Crooks Creek in Oregon and Ojo Sarco in New Mexico. Hippie habitation in Sugarloaf never received the kind of notoriety or star quality as did Lou Gottleib’s Morningstar Ranch in western Sonoma County or the Grateful Dead’s and the Chose Family’s settlements at Olompali State Park in Marin County.”
Read more… via The Kenwood Press – The history of Hippies in Sugarloaf.
|Rolling Stone – In his 78 years on – for the most part – planet Earth, Wavy Gravy has traveled from the bottom of the Greenwich Village folk scene to the top of the Himalayas, emcee-ing the first Woodstock festival, hiring Lenny Bruce has manager, rooming with Bob Dylan and helping kids around the world get sight-saving cataract surgeries. Next week, he comes to New York’s City Winery to tell these stories in a “one-man oral history” playfully titled “Wavy Gravy: Hippie Icon, Flower Geezer and Temple of Accumulated Error,” and while finishing preparations, the temple himself talked to Rolling Stone about the long, strange trip that brought him to this point. “I’m in it for the buzz,” he explains. “You catch my drift at the Winery, and you’ll see just what I’m talking about – it’s contagious.”
Can you tell us a little bit about the show, what to expect?
It’s basically my life and times, an oral history. In 22 years I’ll be 100. I kind of started as a squirt in Princeton, New Jersey – and at age four who should swing around the block and want to take me for a spin but Albert Einstein! That’s the jumping-off place. My mom was like, ehh, but she acquiesced. And you would not believe the Einstein nuts that threatened to have me deeply sedated and talk to them on various drugs, because obviously he was shooting theorems off as we went around the block. I remember nothing! I remember a shotgun of white hair pre-dating Don King by half a century, a twinkle in his eye and a peculiar odor, as you do remember smells in your infancy. And someday I’ll walk up to somebody and say, [sniffs] “Hey!”
Auspicious beginning. Where do you go from there?
I was a teenage beatnik, and I started just on poetry on the East Coast and Boston, but really evolved in the coffee houses of Greenwich Village, where I was there for the folk revival. I remember Bob Dylan coming into the Gaslight wanting to play the hootenanny, and I grabbed the mic and I said, “Here he is! The legend in his lifetime. [Whispers] What’s your name, kid?” We ended up a renting room and “A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall” was actually written on my typewriter. The original draft was burned up in storage along with Lenny Bruce’s couch, but that’s a whole other story. There’s a million stories.
We drove two buses to the Himalayas, taking food and medical supplies to Pakistan. We were deeply involved in the revolution. Abbie Hoffman was a close friend, and I’ll tell some Abbie stories. I was there for the march on Washington. I was arrested a lot, once as the Easter Bunny and once as Santa Claus, among other things. Police didn’t want to be photographed busting a bunny. I somehow knew that, and not only that, I wore a human foot for luck. A large, human foot on a sash on my side.
Where do you get one of those?
Some hippies gave it to me – that’s how I get everything! They said a bunny needs a lucky human foot, so I took it. It made the bunny much more interesting.
What was it like living with Dylan? Talk about your apartment.
Well, there was a pot belly stove. There were a couple of cots and chairs, and it was a funky little room just upstairs from 116 MacDougal Street. It was my hangout where we would all go and hang together and get delightfully altered. Various artists would practice a song, and when they got it where they liked it, they’d run it downstairs and play it for the folks. It was an amazing time. There was a time even that we went from one in the morning until sunrise. All the artists would finish doing their gigs over New York and then show up at the Gaslight and play for each other.