This said… sainted? Lord… don’t we wish… we’re all made of flesh and bone, and we, like bears, s*** not in the woods, but in composting toilets.

The movement hasn’t passed you by, as with all fashion, what goes around comes around, what is old is new again… 30 years ago anti-nuclear fighters built solar homes no planning and zoning would approve just to make a point that the sun was there to heat our skin… and we didn’t need the radiation.

But time went by, the Blue Meanies bought everything… crushed it, repressed it, suppressed it, strangled it… created subterfuge like incentives and rebates to better control the market.

So no, the movement has not passed you by… it’s come around full circle, finally the cat’s out of the bag, the tools of restoration are loose on the population.

We have solid state lithium ion batteries, light emitting diodes, nano-solar plastic photovoltaics, geothermal well heads, and TED… Bioneers for Billionaires, a cackle of IT entrepreneurs from Paypal, eBay, Yahoo, Google and Microsoft who want to save the Earth from the oily sins of the Rothchilds and the Rockefellers.

We’re doing good… we want it to look good… I mean, face it, if we’re going to rebuild the world in your own image, we may as well inspire ourselves from what we loved growing up as kids… the music, the movies… the comic books… it’s revolutionizing architecture, lifestyles, and with a bit of luck, we’ll leave this Earth to our kids looking a little more like them.

Green sure… but that’s just the color of the blood flowing through our veins, like chlorophyll… the color and texture exposed to the outside, with bio-architecture and new urbanism, doesn’t have to dull the senses, put us to sleep.

The new rEVolution is the transformation of all systems into sustainable operations… trust me, that’s going to take all of humanity… we’ll be lucky to make it before the oceans rise.

The clean-up task is Gargantuan… it will take a global effort the likes of which humanity has never seen… Childhood Ends, wake-up call, clean up your room or you don’t get to the next level, just like a video game.

One day I walked out of Walgreens and there he was with a newspaper. I reached in and gave him some change and he said “thank you brother” and gave me a news paper. I said no thanks and he said. “No you take I no read”

I asked him where he was from and he said Cuba. He has been living here for 15 years on the street.

We talked and the guy was pretty cool.

Then one cold week I did not see him.

He appeared and with a HUGE grin he said “I HAVE JOB”. He was so happy, “I put roof over head, keep warm” he said with a huge toothless grin.

I felt good.

I still see him at times as he works only until noon, I still give him change and he still thanks and smiles. He says “I love America God bless you, someday I go see my family in Cuba”.

Just thought I would tell someone!

Cheers
G

I fess up to the fact that I entered the green scene embarassingly late, too. If not for JeanGenie’s (semi-patient) guidance, I’d still be throwing out (instead of recycling) mountains of crap. (I still have trouble knowing what can and can’t be recycled: Some plastics can and some can’t? WTF?) We’ve given up cottage cheese b/c they quit selling it in the paper cartons. Can we be sainted by ELF yet?

CM