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>A Bigger Picture  - James Howard Kunstler - 
Well James; as usual, I had to look up some of the language you use. At first glance I thought "the Baluchitherium of the Oligocene" was Latin for John Belushi of Chicago. It turns out to be that extinct animal in the picture you posted.

Also, as usual James, you wrote another masterpiece that explains the current Lay of the Land that even I, a street person working a garden on a tractor, can understand. Now I see The Protesters in a new "Searching for The Ark of the Covenant" light: they're digging in the WRONG place ! Although, if they were digging in the Right Place, it still wouldn't change the outcome this late in the game.

I've been bottling a lot of Strawberry-Raspberry wine ~ that started with 100% pure juice I got at Aldi's ! It ferments in less than 3 weeks in this heat. It's some canning to do while waiting for the tomatoes and bell peppers to come in. You know James, those of us who have repaired our own cars, maintained our lawn mowers, replaced our own plumbing, built our own barns and grown our own food are getting old now. We're probably the most valuable asset to have around for what's coming. The odds are we'll be taken out in the First Wave ~ for the "stuff" someone just has to have. When you're gone ~ it will be an incredible loss to thousands who have learned so much at the James Kunstler Street Academy. I hope that day is a long way off.


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Début de l'article :The Covid-19 virus itself didn’t run the United States into a ditch but it exposed the weakness and rot in the nation’s drive-train, and now all of us passengers on that disabled bus must decide whether to stay helplessly inside the smoldering wreckage arguing over who’s to blame, or begin a long, uncertain march down the road on our own two feet to a place of new arrangements. In 1918, the country was lashed by a far deadlier pandemic disease at the same time it was fighting a world war, and da... Lire la suite
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