My Recycled Bags lists the Top 100 Environmentalist Blogs. I can’t wait until I have more than ten minutes in one place to sink my teeth into this list…
Van Jones puts forth his proposal for a Green Bailout Plan that “could even pay for ITSELF in energy savings and in tax dollars generated by new jobs and businesses.” Why isn’t anyone listening?
Didja watch the debate on Tuesday and wonder what the heck McCain was talking about when he said Obama gave $3 million in earmarks to fund an overhead projector? I did. Here’s the facts: Why Does John McCain Hate Planetariums? (I love that article title!)
When I was in college I was infatuated with this guy in my dorm, and one of the qualities I loved most about him was that he darned his own socks. How cute is that? Michael Swaine is going door-to-door and offering to darn people’s socks, essentially starting conversations on mending, while teaching and learning methods to do so. “So it is not only about the clothes — it is about community, people, social interaction and our throw away society.” Add to this the fact that he looks a lot like that guy from college… Swoon.
9 Reasons A John McCain Presidency Would Be A Disaster for the Environment. Pass it on.
Alex Steffen says that Optimism is a Political Act. Fear and hate can only drive us backwards, into a more primal version of ourselves. Growth and change and forward thinking is driven by hope. Just because hope and optimism are terrifically difficult right now, does not mean that they are not vitally important.
Finally, I offer up a video. This was voted the viewer favorite Sir David Attenborough moment. I’ve watched it half a dozen times now:
The first time I thought it was hilarious.
The second (after calling the kids in to watch) I was taken with the miracle of the mimicry. I mean, most humans can’t replicate the correct pitch or words of a song they’ve heard a thousand times, but this bird can do dead-on imitations of mechanical things? That’s insane!
Every time after that, I grew more and more depressed. Hearing a bird call out the sounds of humanity. Destruction. Hearing it, as Attenborough says, foretell its own doom. The sound of a chainsaw, of a car alarm, so familiar to a wild bird that it incorporates it into its language. It’s so sad. Birds should remain wild, and free, not caught up in the trappings of humanity.
Oops. I didn’t mean to end on a downer… Let’s see…
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Here we go!
Big winks all around….
Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
