4/3/08

Fuel Prices

As a follow up to my earlier post about high oil prices; I caught this on Powerline before the internet went out earlier in the week.  It's a great synopsis of why I dislike politicians and the Democratic ones in particular.  They're nearly all style-over-substance reactionaries.  They did nothing about ensuring that the US had a stable energy future (in fact, generally the opposite) when it would have made a difference and now that it is largely too late to do anything that will help us in the near future, they hold meaningless hearings to beat their chests and posture.  Pathetic.
In the linked story, one of the Congressmen does have a good line when he mentions that the oil companies have a lower approval rating than Congress and "that means they're down low."  One thing that isn't mentioned in this assessment of Congresses theatrics is that the cost of fuel is significantly increased by the fact that the oil industry has been blocked from building a single newer, more efficient refinery since the 70's.  Thanks for that, Congress.



Today House Democrats appealed to ignorance, in their usual fashion, by summoning executives from the five biggest oil companies to berate them for high gasoline prices. This is fundamentally stupid in at least two respects.

First, these same Democrats purport to be worried about "global warming" and committed to taking strong measures to combat it. Needless to say, the simplest way to reduce carbon consumption, if you really believe that carbon consumption will cause an environmental disaster, is to increase the price of energy. This is why some honest global warming advocates have argued for huge increases in the gasoline tax. Conversely, if the price of gasoline were to decline as House Democrats said they wanted today, the result would be increased consumption and increased carbon emissions. If the Democrats aren't willing to pay the price to reduce energy consumption (i.e., higher gasoline prices), they should quit yammering about global warming and admit they knew all along that the alarmism was BS.

Second, if you really want the price of gasoline to fall, there is only one way to achieve that goal: increase supply. Yet these very same Democrats have made it difficult, and sometimes impossible, to do so. Had Bill Clinton not vetoed oil development in northern Alaska, enormous amounts of oil would now be flowing to American consumers, reducing the price of gasoline for everyone. Further, as one of the oil executives pointed out today, 85% of our coastline is off-limits to drilling.

In short, pretty much every policy that the Democrats have pursued for the last three decades has contributed to the shortage of oil, and resulting high price of gasoline. For the Democrats to pretend that high prices are the fault of the oil companies--which, unlike the Democrats, actually go to great lengths to bring energy to American consumers--is beyond hypocrisy.

Our Very Own Bucket of Love!


"When it rains, it pours."  It seems like we go through these periods of time when everything bad that is going to happen in a months time, happens in about 24 hours.  Okay, so maybe more than 24 hours... but back to back for certain.  It started off with our goodbye to Matt's parents on Sunday.  We so enjoyed having them here and as usual had a hard time saying goodbye.  (we realize we have been so blessed to have visitors!!!)  Then the rain came... bringing with it dreariness and as mentioned no internet... tough, but certainly doable.  I had a quick rollercoaster ride thinking that my brother was going to get a chance to come visit us with one of the work teams, but as it turns out won't be now... again disappointed, but okay with God's decision.  Then Matt's ATM/Debit card gets eaten by the ATM machine... okay starting to get a little tired of this now.  We were informed that a scandal has been going on with the mafia stealing cards this way... long story short... after lots of calls, a new card will be sent and our tens of dollars are still safe and sound in our account.  Finally last night after eating some kind of fish loaf my middle finger decided to go numb and turn deadly white soon followed by my big toe... VERY weird but thankfully resolved rather quickly.  I must say I am glad to be "allergic" to the fish loaf... maybe I will become allergic to the liver too!  ALL this to say that when God sends a little ray of sunshine after days of rain, you appreciate it so much more!  

Today, we were pleasantly surprised with a care package from our friend Max Forrest... and boy were we spoiled!  Max has been our encourager from Michigan... praying for us, sending us letters and packages.  Thank you so much Max!  And thanks for your perfect timing God!  

If any of you know people living overseas (excluding us :)), I highly suggest sending them a magazine and a box of candy.  It can sure lift the spirits.

Tech note

I wanted to let you know that if you notice a pause in our blogging or expected correspondence seems delayed, take a look at a global weather site.  Every time it rains here (which has been all week), the internet shuts down and we lose almost all of our communication avenues.  This morning is dry so we will try to connect with as many of you as possible before the deluge shuts us down again.  In the meantime, I want to leave you with this picture I took yesterday in the village of Prezeornia.  I just love this guy.

4/2/08

Thursday 13: The top items from my childhood that I wished I still owned

I am encouraging Sarry to do a 13 of her own this week.  We'll see if that comes together (probably dependent on when the boy takes his nap).  In the meantime, here's mine.

The Top 13 things from my childhood I wish I still had...

13.  The wallet I lost in the bedroom of my old house that had $6-$7 in it...I mean that's real money!

12.  Some baseball or football card that was in my grasp and I'm sure is now very valuable.

11.  My innocence...

10.  My toddler "polka suit"...oh wait, my mom DOES still have that.  Good thing we're in Ukraine or poor Campbell would already have his own picture in that thing.  If your pants come up past your nipples and your belly still overhangs them, you have got a problem...

9.  My walkie-talkies that were as big as a Volvo, had a battery life of 7.5 minutes and a range of 19 inches.  They sucked but the antennae made great whips for sibling fights.

8.  Big Wheels; I think that one is obvious.  Even with a split front wheel (you guys know what I'm talking about) those suckers were the fastest things on 3 wheels!

7.  My love of liver...it would really help to have that back over here.

6.  My FULL thick blond hair.  If you haven't seen the back of my head in the past couple years, you'll just have to trust me on this one.

5.  $1/gallon gasoline.

4.  My first hand-carved whiffle ball bat (I know for a fact that some of you remember this one).

3.  The machete that my grandpa gave me when I was 7 or 8.

2.  All the money that my parents spent on Ritalin.  Put that in a savings account and I could have gone to a real college!

1.  My full set of Star Wars bedding.  Nothing helps a boy sleep at like laying his head on Boba Fett.

As before, give me at least your top 5 if not all 13.

4/1/08

Dictator's Elbow


Tennis Elbow
(a.k.a Lateral Epicondylitis) - inflammation of the lateral aspect of the distal humerus and tendons surrounding the lateral part of the elbow due to repetitive wrist extension activity.  What will probably develop in Matt soon from all the table tennis he is playing.


Golfer's Elbow (a.k.a Medial Epicondylitis) - inflammation of the medial aspect of the distal humerus and tendons surrounding the medial part of the elbow due to repetitive wrist flexion activity.  What Matt suffers from now from hacking away at a tree with an ax for hours at a time.


Dictator's Elbow (a.k.a. Mussolini-itis) - overall general soreness in forearm muscles and elbow joint pain due to passionately shaking fist in the air with loud yelling.  Campbell seemed to develop this rare diagnosis during lunch yesterday.  

Since reading the book Green Eggs and Ham, he has been shaking his fist in the air and saying (with much authority) "Sam-amaaaam!"  (translation... Sam I am!)   Yesterday at lunch Campbell started shaking his fist in the direction of the students and passionately told them something profound (I'm sure), and then immediately grabbed his forearm, rubbing it and saying through gritted teeth "oooohhh". 

Nothing a little Rest Ice Compress Elevate can't cure.  And I thought I wouldn't be using my PT skills here.