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It's been a while since my last rant about automotive industry, but here we go again.
As a premise, i must say that this will probably be more valid for EU than for the rest of the world. Also expect a LONG post. So.
Hybrids and EVs are surely more efficient and "clean" than the average ICE car. But, as a car enthusiast, i'm very aware that technology end efficiency are expensive, definitely not for everyone. Here where i live we get bonuses for changing old cars with brand new "eco-friendly" ones, but only if they are old enough. Bonuses that, anyway, even in best cases will cover less than a quarter of the price of a new vehicle.
Most importantly, and that's something i learned the hard way, no institution will give you a single cent for the running costs - and they're high running costs. And about (stupidly heavy) EVs, electricity now is so expensive that the cost-per-km is the same of regular gasoline, so no real advantage. I remember when the seller told us that the simplicity of the powertrain meant less service costs, it was quite the opposite. Moreover, we were forced to service the car at their shop, at their prices, because they were the only ones who knew how to work on those components. Oh, and it was the only way to keep the warranty valid on expensive parts, too.
I had a (second hand) hybrid, like my parents. But i went from precarious worker to student and i'm unable to find a proper job while i'm studying due to some issues with my mental health, so my income suddenly dropped to zero. Keeping the car is expensive and in three years, when the warranty expires, the value will decrease drastically (a new battery could cost until 8k euros, nobody would buy a car with that risk). So i planned ahead and sold the hybrid car to get a cheaper one with decent quality and safety, reasonable running costs, free from the blackmail of our official dealer and easily fixable by any mechanic.
The problem: the most reliable and most fuel-saving version of that model on the second-hand car market (and well, basically the only one i found nearby) was a Diesel one. And Diesels are EU's scapegoat for the increasing air pollution, so Countries are forced to make laws to stay within certain limits - that's not bad itself. The problem is that private cars, depending on the sources, are only between 10% and 20% of the total greenhouse gas emissions.
But it's easier to wage war against citizens than corporations who are truly responsible for that 80-90%. And i'm not talking about those wealthy citizens who already got their fancy Tesla, but those who literally can't afford a new car (for any reason). This is a class problem.
There are "old" Diesel cars which still require less fuel than modern, high-end Diesels that satisfy the new requirements for mass production. A 10 years old 1.4 Diesel will always require less fuel and pollute less than a 2-tonne mild-hybrid "environmentally friendly" 3.0 Diesel BMW or Audi. Oh wait, it gets better: ironically an Euro 5 Diesel could be stopped from traffic while a brand new 1500 hp quad-turbo W16 Bugatti Chiron can roam around in the city centre on the very same day. But hey, the Chiron is not an evil Diesel. Once again, this. Is. A. Class. Problem.
Forcing people to go hybrid/electric with restrictions is repression against low-income classes. There could be so much more that can be done if private transport really is the root of all evil. Like a bonus that covers 100% the price of a new car (oh btw, an Euro 5 Diesel is old enough to get stopped on certain conditions, but not old enough to receive a bonus). Or investing in bio/synthetic fuels so people can run their older cars with carbon neutral emissions - but that'd make the poor automakers angry as they couldn't sell their new hypertechnological cars. Or provide new catalysts for free to install on older cars - but also that would make automakers quite angry. Or governments could also consider doing something about intensive farming (y'know, that thing that sends methane into atmosphere which is 84 times worse for global warming than CO2), or better public transport, or heavy industry, or invest in nuclear so we can stop burning fossil fuels for energy (i know this is gonna cause a shitstorm lmao, i believe safely stocking radioactive material under layers of rocks in sterile zones is better than keeping on produce greenhouse gases), or anything that doesn't involve the private life of people already struggling with ever-increasing prices of goods.
"B-but there are exceptions to traffic restrictions" sure, but it's hard to satisfy all of the requirements. One of them is quite easy to get anyway: it's a certificate that you're on the route from home to work or viceversa - you can pollute if you produce. Using an old car for free-time? Nope. Getting groceries? Nope. Sounds dystopic as hell, innit?
Don't get me wrong, technology and research are good, hybrids and EVs are fascinating and surely relatively more efficient. But not affordable by everyone, nor a permanent solution for environmental problems: not only for batteries, but also for the energy required to charge them, and the fossil fuels still needed for hybrids. A lot of research is still needed but, while we wait, we should stop pointing the finger at who can't afford to buy and sustain a new car.
Now, i know what you're thinking: "but you could've got another non-Diesel model and save even more money" maybe you're right, but for me the choice of the car is very personal and important, there are many criteria i have, picking any cheap shitbox is not an option for me if i have a decent budget. Laws can change, safety and reliability don't. There are good cars out there which only problem is bad laws made against them. Cars that can perfectly run and could end up in a junkyard only because of these laws, that's the opposite of sustainability, that's forced consumerism. Plus, it's not only about me, but also and most importantly about the millions of people that get screwed everyday and have no fucking choice.
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A pre-Thyrondi nibble
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"I am so proud of all of you." Captain Faro looked proud, Ilyana thought. Back straight, shoulders back, chin up. "The 96th showed the rest of these pretty boy captains how it's done, but the Chimaera's crew led the way. We nailed it, boys and girls."
Ilyana had to admit that Commodore Thrawn's tactics had worked - again - and Faro ran the ball hard. Still, it was hard to swallow that Captain Faro wasn't the one in command. When Ilyana was a shiny ensign, Faro picked her, Agral, Yve, and Lomar for the bridge of the Chimaera. Faro had her loyalty first. Faro gave everyone the praise they deserved and the critique they needed. Then grinned even wider.
"Orders from the top. Shore leave rotations to Coruscant for the winners of the Ascension Day War Games." And didn't everyone go bonkers at that. Even though she'd been at Royal Imperial, she stuck to campus, traveling with her cohort, and keeping as low a profile as a future bridge nerd could manage. Ilyana resisted the urge to pull out her datapad and look for pay grade friendly places. "Now, we need to talk about Coruscant and where you can and can't, should and shouldn't go."
They got the whole Mom-Talk. Including a rather graphic presentation about using prophy and how deep the shit one could be in if they returned with an STD.
"There's been insurgent activity even in the Central District. Now, mainwatch goes down first, check in, be back in five days. Miss the shuttle and I personally cycle you out an airlock."
Ilyana ducked out after that. She'd be taking her boards for senior lieutenant, leaving very little time to party hard. Part of them had already been completed aboard the Chimaera - practical and exam - but not her oral defense of her work on the need for a more diverse weapons profile. With the Seppies (called Alliance to Restore the Republic) moving to smaller ships, the heavy, slower firing turbolasers were not enough. They were great against capital ships, heavy freighters, or anything big, armored, and slow, The InCom Corporation ships showing up were small and zippy, needing the faster response and firing time of your basic quad turbolaser.
The shuttle down was packed, and Ilyana ended up wedged into a jumpseat before being disgorged onto the landing platform and processed through the Shore Authority. Her rental vehicle was waiting, and… well… she got what she paid for. It had very sincere inspection stickers, but she still popped the hood and ran basic pre-starts, much to the discomfiture of the clerk. Ilyana decided that since she had someone by the balls, a degree of twisting was in order and ended up with a Stellar F-131 instead of a poky old Skipper Basic Skycar. Much more oomph, much more room, and no empty bottles of prophy spray under the seat along with underwear of unknown origin.
Fancy undies, too. Pink lacy ones.
The BOQ was packed, but offered free parking and firstmeal. After an investigation of nearby restaurants, Ilyana loaded up a tray at a buffet advertising 'real meat' and went back to her cubicle-room. If the meat was real, it tasted a lot like her boots might if she gave them a good stewing. Ilyana checked her citations and then fell easily into her focus mode, rousing only at the insistent chirp of her commlink.
"Yana? If I study any more, I am going to jump out the window." Agral, he of the ever-growling stomach and reddest hair in the galaxy. "I know you went to a rent-a-wreck. Come pick up your study buddy and we'll get something to eat. I buy if you fly."
"Deal, but it has to be real food."
"I'm the native son, Sparky. How about some real, juicy grilled meat for my little carnivore?"
"If it's not real meat, do I get to use you for target practice?" In truth, she was already getting her boots on. 'Meet me in the lobby in three minutes."
"It'll take that long for the turbolift to get here. See you downstairs."
The junior officers' hostel had admittedly seen better days - at least two centuries ago. Jashin did beat her there, and was suitably impressed with their conveyance. He had a list of grills, and yes they were going to sit down and eat like civilized people. It was as they passed the senior officers' hostel that Ilyana spotted some familiar faces on the pickup platform - a glance at Agral confirming it. Vanto, Hammerly, Lomar, Faro, and the Blue Face of Doom.
Okay. Fine. She respected Thrawn, Hammerly and Vanto. Faro was her captain from day one. Odo Lomar came from the same year at Royal as both her and Agral. There was no way that they were going to get a cab with an alien with them, never mind that said alien was a hero and flag officer in the Imperial Navy.
"Do it," Agral sighed.
Ilyana stopped, threw it into reverse gear, and to utterly unnecessary screaming from Jashin, maneuvered back to the platform. "Relax, there's nobody coming."
The group on the platform stared, then stared harder as Ilyana keyed off the forcefield. "Good evening, sirs." Then she grinned at Vanto's shiny new insignia. "Go Commander Vanto! Congrats, sir."
"Thank you, Lieutenant. That was… some kind of driving right there."
"We were on the way to go eat when we saw you. Can we give you a lift somewhere, or you could join us." Jashin's elbow hit her ribs. "Ow. We're going for real meat, though."
Thrawn and Vanto both lit up.
"That sounds like a good idea," Faro said, "But it's going to be a tight fit."
"Everyone will be in everyone's laps," was Thrawn's protest.
"Well, Seven Swords is the closest grill, and their last seating is at twenty-two, sirs." Jashin scrolled his datapad. "How about it, Sparky? Can you get us there?"
"The shortest distance between two points is a firing solution," Ilyana replied.
~
Yissa held on for dear life. It was like being in a full-immersion Grand Theft: Coruscant. Pyro seemed to operate on aiming and firing herself in the direction she wished to go. Thrawn was calm as ever, Faro visibly popped a couple of grey hairs, but she, Vanto, and Lomar all seemed fairly certain of being a juicy splotch on the side of a building somewhere. They pulled up at the grill in plenty of time and then were charged an astonishing amount for parking - at least they were until Thrawn got out of the aircar and the extortionate bastards realized they had a flag-rank officer on their doorstep.
The smell of food made Yissa's belly rumble and that got her a little smile from Pyro.
The overt hostility had eased, but the woman still held herself, Vanto, Marinith, and Thrawn at arm's length. That smile was actually pretty. Yissa had tried dropping a few hints, as Pyro was unpartnered and really kind of cute. The hints hadn't been ignored, it was as if Pyro simply didn't pick them up. Officers came from all over the Empire, so it could be cultural, or perhaps Pyro was simply unsocialized - because when it came to nerd ranking, Pyro was a very high-grade nerd.
The grill was possibly a little above her pay grade, but nobody ever went broke serving on an ISD and Yissa had plenty of margin for an extravagant dinner. They were led through the main salon to a plusher, quieter area with more senior officer uniforms in evidence. Yeah, definitely not a pitcher-and-platter establishment. Then again, Agral was from a wealthier merchant family - in the same league as Vanto's - and likely considered this affordable. He said he was treating Pyro because Pyro had the aircar and agreed to drive.
Seating went in order of rank, with everyone to the right of their chairs and sitting only when the commodore and captain were seated. The menu's extravagance was astounding and a carnivore's delight. Ilyana ordered modest meal, only to have Agral override and chivvy her into an inch thick red-meat ribeye plus a baked and stuffed starchroot. Yissa went for surf-and-turf as did Agral, Lomar, and Faro. Vanto went for meat, with a side of meat, plus extra meat. Thrawn ordered the equivalent of a small roast nerf.
Then he had the brass to preemptively pay the bill - and quell a minor mutiny. One captain at the table behind them murmured that it was the first time he'd ever seen junior officers object to a free feed.
"This establishment is closer to my pay grade than yours." Which was true, what with Yissa's dinner being a week's worth of credits.
Oh, and worth every last one based on the appetizers alone.
In Yissa's opinion, a good restaurant was a quiet one. The food should be enough to ensure silence. Table chatter was limited to individual plans. Art for Thrawn and presumably for Vanto. Meeting with old friends for Faro. Yissa planned to discreetly party her doors off, but Lomar was being trapped with family visits and fending off a betrothal. To everyone's surprise, both Pyrondi and Agral were defending their theses before their promotion boards.
"What are your theses?" Thrawn was on the scent.
"The possibility of communication within the hyperlanes, including tracking other vessels," Agral replied.
That was in Yissa's wheelhouse, as well as Lomar's. To date, the only communications in hyperspace were visual. If you could see another ship, a version of tap code would be the limit of communication. Not even sensors worked past the outer hull when in hyperspace, not even to verify that the othership you could see was actually there. Agral referred to travel within the 'probability bubble' - apparently traveling in a hyperlane meant entering a bubble that moved between one set of coordinates and another. There was also some dispute as to the nature of the hyperlanes themselves - constructed or naturally occurring?
This was dinner chit-chat she could get behind.
Pyro was surprisingly keen on hyperspace theory, but her thesis was naturally about weaponry - and one surprisingly critical about overreliance on heavier, slower turbolaser batteries over a more diverse weapons array. Yissa could all but see other officers bending ears at the resulting debate between the outspoken lieutenant and her commanding officers. Faro was firmly on Pyro's side, having been through the Clone Wars and all the droid armaments, Thrawn put forth his favor of better TIE fighters, but allowed that a more diverse weapons array served the offensive and capabilities of the ship. And from there Pyro dove into a variety of weapons that could - should - be deployed before a very determined throat-clearing from the next table.
Oh. Shit.
Admiral Motti. The smarmiest of smarmy bastards about to smarm, and three other members of the High Command that she recognized from newsholo shows. And Andres Sienar who looked far too interested in Pyro for Yissa's comfort.
"My own argument, Admiral Motti, coming out of the mouth of a baby lieutenant."
"Full disclosure, sirs. I worked at the Sienar Armaments and Fleet Systems main industrial facility on Corulag for four years," Pyrondi stated. "I was in the Imperial Youth Corps at the time."
And the conversation - Pyrondi could not be said to argue with her superior officers while defending her position - was off and running from there. Motti was definitely a 'bigger is better' guy, but Pyro was an active, serving weapons officer, and one who had helped to take first place in the games. It was hard to argue against the winners. If Pyro stood her ground like this for her boards, then Senior Lieutenant rank was hers.
The night did not end after caf, pastries, and arguments, and a bit of Yissa was meanly glad that the ranking wankers had to wait for transport while Pyrondi went to the valet and got her rent-a-wreck back. There was a minor dustup over driving. None of them were drinking with dinner, but Thrawn moved to preempt the driver's station. Pyro claimed it was against protocol for a flag rank officer to chauffeur his subordinates. When the dust settled, Vanto was driving as Thrawn's aide, and would give the vehicle back at the admiralty accommodation.
Vanto grew up flying cargo donks and freighters. Yissa almost wished for Pyrondi to be back in the driver's position. He flew like a pirate. Even Thrawn took a white-knuckle grip on his seat. At least nobody yarked their dinner. Yissa and Lomar went back to their rooms while Thrawn, Vanto, and Faro went to the rarefied heights of the Admiralty Tower.
Back in her room, she changed into sleepwear and flicked on the holonet, looking for some new series to buy. Holonet was sketchy and inconsistent, so the crews of the Seventh always brought back entertainment to while away off-duty hours. At some point she dozed off, awaking to the sound of an urgent voice-
"-the junior officers' hostel is being evacuated as we speak, with close to two thousand naval personnel from ensigns to senior lieutenants being evacuated for unknow- There's blaster fire on one- no, two of the floors facing the street. It's unknown if it's due to insurgents and-"
Yissa pulled her trousers on over her shorts as her comlink chipred.
"I know. I saw. I'm on my way there." She told Lomar. "Tell Mom and Dad."
~
Ilyana hated bugs. Even some of the insectoid sentient species gave her the whim-whams. Right now she was in her worst nightmare. Duct mites. Why did it have to be ducked mites? Blind, six legged, a ghastly grey-white, and carnivorous, they were from the deep lower levels of Coruscant, and now they were flooding out of ventilation ducts all over the hostel.
Mite was not a statement on their size, either.
She and the officers on her floor were shooting them, making their way to the emergency drop tube that would land them safely on the platform below. Dimly, from an open door with a half-eaten body jamming it open she heard-
"We are told that this is a hazmat situation, not an infestation of vermin. The sources were in error and likely suffering delusions from too many exotic intoxicants."
Oh. FUCK her. Junior officers were painted with the same sprayer as academy students. The only thing saving someone's ass was the fact that duct mites would burn to death rather than go outside. Temperature fluctuations killed them as handily as a blaster. And just before she and agral hit the drop tube, that's what Ilyana did, hooking her fingers under the headplate and jumping after her buddy. There was a keen pang of leaving her duffel behind, but her datapads were both secure in her undershirt.
~
The hologenic chaos that the networks were expecting did not materialize. These were naval officers, not a bunch of pampered civvies. Faro began to muster her officers from the moment her feet hit the platform.
"Chimaera officers, to me!"
Other captains and commanders were arriving and bulling through the district security forces to round up their juniors, Thrawn's bellow alternated with hers, While Hammerly, Lomar, and Vanto played herders, getting everyone in one place.
"Any sign of Agral or Pyrondi?" Karyn asked a pale ensign who's knees were shaking.
"No, ma'am. They were up on floor 2314, I was down on 1609."
"Drop tube coming down!"
"Is everyone out?"
"No, by headcount there's more than a thousand missing. Granted, some might still be out making bad adult decisions-"
"What was the cause of the evacuation?" Thrawn asked.
The evacked officers answer was duct mites, but the ISB supervisor's reason was hazmat, causing a mass hallucination of duct mites. One did not call 'bullshit' on an ISB supervisor and expect to have a career left afterward, or indeed, much lifetime left. The droptube slowed, then let a cluster of junior lieutenants onto the platform. Karyn sprinted away as soon as she saw Agral's copper-bright hair.
"Agral, is Pyrondi with- Don't get snippy, Pyrondi, you're an inch taller than Captain Piett, we could lose you under a table somewhere and what in the name of bright stars-" A duct mite, still smoking hanging by the headplate in her left hand. "Throw that away right this minute, it's disgusting!"
"It's evidence, ma'am. If this place is so lax in maintenance practices, then everyone needs to know it." Pyro argued back. The woman could take orders, but Karyn sensed a sticking point. "I'm not going to let some prissy bitch in a four-figure frock shit-talk my fellow officers. Some of them were dinner for these things."
The ISB supervisor was speaking with the aforementioned prissy bitch, assuring her and the other press fleas that it was all some nebulous 'gas' - possibly introduced by insurgents - that caused hallucinations in the junior officers billeted there. And Karyn felt a certainty settle into her bones as she turned to Pyrondi only to see her combat face on, a firing solution already in place and her arm swinging. In slow motion, she watched the duct mite arc gracefully over the heads of the people in front of them and fly into camera range.
Oh, as usual, shit.
Several things happened at once. One of them was the insect splatting all over the ISB's white tunic and the reporter's expensive dress - why would you cover a potential disaster in heels and a party dress? The next one was a blue hand grabbing Pyro and yanking her backwards into the crowd. Another was Hammerly and Lomar moving at high speed to corral Agrall, who was getting ready to launch himself at the supervisor, and Vanto taking her arm and murmuring, "This way, ma'am." in that soft drawl just as all hell broke loose.
Ilyana Pyrondi was a quiet, obedient, loyal and highly intelligent bridge nerd, but when her chaos came out, it did so on the crest of an explosive temper.
#thrawn#karyn faro#hammerly#agral#lomar#eli vanto#gen for now#pre thyrondi#pre pyrammerly#thyrondi#pyrammerly#slowest of the slow burns#shore leave universe#not on ao3 yet
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I think this how all club music should sound
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OUT NOW on LOW INCOME $QUAD! https://lowincomesquad.bandcamp.com/album/li-039
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Please come join me in spirit if not in body...
regarding my resumption of daily/mostly nightly constitutional
I accompany my dark shadow... (small number of hours before edge of night,
where twilight zone evokes night gallery - drawing celestial sphere closer to me from the outer limits),
and resumed walking a circuit
around perimeter of parking lot imbibing the scent of Mother Nature
beginning today after
a hiatus of countless years - aiming to foster stamina before returning to the contra dance - in Mount Airy after optomitrist Paul Halpern reconfigures pertinent characteristics post cataract surgery to fit appropriate spectacles) meanwhile yours truly (me) exercises his right to bare arms
air supply sustained
by breezy temperate
twenty seventh seal of Bergmanian September two thousand and twenty four, and perhaps if regularly habituate myself to said stroll physical endeavors may one day find me to cantor or trot and stop horsing around.
Yours truly realized modus operandi
to kombat (mortal) lethargy;
last year, he did stride rite around resident parking lot area (here at Highland Manor apartments)
then usually at approximately
19:00 hours each day
casually bumbling and ambling one lap after another
counting one hundred and one,
one hundred and two, one hundred and three...
coordinated with deep breathing
to distract self from repetitiveness.
Modicum of walking exercise benefits this sexagenarian
in tandem yours truly began
burning ghee (my slang for calories) while maintaining sitting position placing each foot in strap and pedalling lightweight machine
against adjusted tension.
Aside from strengthening leg muscles
choosing to while away time
by disciplining myself with former or latter,
both modes of physical fitness
also help keep anguish at bay (plus sublimating, and redirecting formerly tied in with hair compulsion)
mental duress triggered
courtesy of property management
constituting: Zoftig, the warden
and maintenance man, (a recent hire),
the first two whose invisible clutches
asphyxiate me and the missus hounding us to keep
one bedroom apartment in shipshape order and particularly and somewhat unpleasant to wipe away fruit fly feces (cuz exterminator informed us said itty bitty teeny weeny insect breeds within their
yellowish gummy waste matter)
prompting us to Google search senior low income apartment facilities, spurring spurious query wondering
whether any anonymous reader might be able, eager, ready and willing to hand over keys to main lodging
including carriage house, we would even settle for a dog house
or (in a manor of writing) Yukon
assign access rights to access an excellent outlook.
Sense and sensibility concerning
the emotional fallout
brought about by sedentariness
(essentially affecting me to feel glum, melancholy, and ruminative)
helped goad generic indigent solitary man (practically self quarantined
his whole mucked up adult life),
hence not inconvenienced
when coronavirus COVID-19
wrought havoc and mayhem.
Just on the cusp of experiencing joie de vivre,
the triumvirate of Crooks and Quade
figuratively swoop down
to announce re: inspection
of apartment unit B44
whenever they deem appropriate.
Thus series of unfortunate events
(linkedin with bull limey Lemony Snicket bro)
got sidelined nsync with
contracting a minor bout with deadly Amish Flu symptoms include feeling horse and a little buggy found garden variety reasonable rhymer
faux being bedridden (just pretending to get sympathy) once again feigning feeling a little horse and buggy (ha),
incapacitated to craft
original signature poetry writing, cuz for your edification most of these words written at least a couple years ago.
An honest to dog confession
regarding hiatus spewing forth vociferous versatile vocabulary
mine words - worth their weight in gold (told woofer I do not know), nevertheless
included perusing a gamut of reading material.
The passion to engross intellect
witnessed courtesy immersing
attention, concentration, excitation gratification, intoxication;
knowledge prized more precious
than fine spun gold.
Likewise crafting (albeit painstakingly)
elusive notions that flit to and fro hither and yon (analogous to ping pong ball)
within parameters of
microscopically crenellated
sixty plus shades of gray matter
also constitutes fervent interest.
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“Who We Are” based on Exodus 3:1-14a and Mark 9:30-35 (Homecoming Sunday)
I was once lucky enough to spend a term studying at Oxford, specifically at Magdalen College, where a portion of the campus was referred to as the “New Quad” and dated to about 1733. The day after I arrived back in the United States I heard on the radio about a “great historical find” of a 100 year old Buffalo Bill poster. I remember wondering what the people at Magdalen would call something so new as to be only 100 years old.
This congregation was founded in that same century as the new quad... although a little later. We were founded in 1789, and our current church building dates to almost a hundred years later, in 1872. We've now been in this building for 152 years, although like Americans, we don't refer to it as the new church anymore ;)
Our history books tell wonderful stories of the faithfulness of our fore-bearers in faith, and their commitment to God and each other. They also tell stories of change! This is the 3rd church building this community built - 4th location, and as it was being built the first worship space as over the fellowship hall in a space we mostly don't use anymore. The now Wesley Lounge was the original church office, and the education wing didn't come along until the 1950s. Bill Isles once said he'd been fighting leaks in the roof since then.
I'm often awed as I look at the long list of pastors who have served this church – found on the walls just before you enter the Narthex. It is also notable how many years of one-year service there was in those early days. Maybe the biggest change in the list of clergy is the relatively recent inclusion of women, staring 45 years ago with Rev. Eileen Demming.
I also think about the technological changes that have happened over the course of this church's history. When the church began the US Postal Service was brand new and Post Offices were just beginning to be build. This church saw the advent of the telegram, the radio, the telephone, electric lights, television, fax machines, the internet and email, cell phones and text messages, social media, and even Zoom. Thanks Thomas Edison and GE! These all impacted how life was lived, and thus how ministry played out. Honestly, 5 years ago we lacked live-streaming and Zoom meetings – can you even remember that??
This week we had a meeting to plan our fall retreat – and it was so interesting to hear the beloved traditions of the past meet the needs and values of the present day. I loved it because that's pretty must the gist of everything. In Christianity we talk about the “Living Tradition” where we honor and respect the past, and use its wisdom, while bringing it into the present day and leaving behind what no longer serves us while adding in what we now need. Everything in church is Living Tradition as I see it – from the church retreat to the worship liturgy, from coffee hour to the church library.
We have this constant awareness of and gratitude for the past, while also holding the present and the future together. Over the course of the past year we've made some plans for more change. While this building was bustling with ministry activities in the 1950s, it is now more building than we really need. The maintenance and upkeep of the building take a lot of energy and resources, we love it, but it drains us. This church has decided to go forward, looking at ways this building can be a resource for the community while also becoming a source of financial stability.
I've was awed and amazed to watch the Holy Spirit at work in this community as this way forward was discerned. The part I loved best was watching various groups of people gather together with fear and trepidation about the future, and then think about what it could mean if our building could be used fo provide low-income housing AND financial stability, and see each group get excited and hopeful.
It is a huge change, and it is going to take a lot of work, but the decision is one that was made with incredible faithfulness. And, it is a continuation of the history of change and the reality of the living tradition.
In Exodus this morning we heard the familiar story of Moses encountering the burning bush and hearing God's name. The New Interpreter's Bible emphasizes the verbs of God in this passage. God says, “I have seen... I have heard... I have known... I will send.... I am.” It may just be me, but I hear the living tradition right there! God is “The Great I Am”, or “I Am Who I Am” or “I Will Be Who I Will Be” but God is also impacted by what God sees and hears, and acts accordingly. God's nature is constant – loving mercy all the way through AND God is responsive to human needs and activities.
I loved that our “We Cry Justice” reading reminded us that after Moses saw the burning bush, and went to do what God directed, and the people were freed, and they came out to the wilderness, they returned to the burning bush. And it is there, in the place they are told that God heard them, saw them, considered them, cared for them, and that God simply was, that they work together to figure out the future as God's beloveds.
In this story, the burning bush is sort of interesting in that it's only purpose was to get Moses's attention so that he'd listen to God. Also, there is an angel, but the angel does say or do anything, the angel's only purpose is to get Moses's attention so that he'll listen to God. The bush isn't the message. The angel isn't the message. God just wants Moses to pay attention.
I suspect that God puts burning bushes in front of us multiple times a day. Thich Naht Hahn taught that in the communities he founded every time a bell rang the community members were to take a moment to stop, listen, and pay attention to the wonder all around them. He said that it changed the way they answered the phone. I believe there may be fewer bells and notifications in monastic life than modern life, but perhaps that makes it far MORE important for us to try that exercise. Every time a bell rings, a phone vibrates, or an app gives us a notification we too could stop, listen for a moment, and be grateful for the wonder around us.
I don't know about you, but that's a lot of times a day for me. And that's just BELLS. It is also true that in every other human being we encounter a beloved of God, and they may each be a burning bush inviting us to attend to the wonder of each human.
Sometimes God calls us to sit still, and just be. Sometimes God calls us to move, and just be. (I think all of us are called to both at various times.)
I suspect we all could get better at listening to those calls. How do you get them? What is your burning bush? Could it be bells? Notifications? Other people? An internal sense of unease? Maybe just hungry - it may be that we want to think anew about the tradition of table grace, and face each time we nourish our bodies as the true and wonderful miracle it is, and take a moment to be grateful to God and all the people who make it possible for us to eat and drink each thing before us.
I wrote in the August newsletter about my hopes that we would take this election cycle and time of uncertainty as an invitation to deepen our spiritual practices so that we can respond out of being centered in God's grace. I intended to keep talking about it through August but... well, life went ahead and changed on me and here I am back in the pulpit as of today.
It is so easy to be pulled off kilter by the truly concerning realities around us.
I believe the question for us today, the question of who we are becoming, is how we can care as deeply as ever, while also being able to hold our center. Psalm 1 talks about the people who delight in God as being like trees planted by streams of water, “which yield their fruit in its season, and their leaves do not wither.” It is my conviction that God is a constant source of love, hope, peace, and joy. God is always with us, God is calling to us with our own burning bushes, God is accessible. We are able to connect to the source of love, hope, peace, and joy. We are able to be like trees planted by the streams – with deep roots in God's goodness. And when do so, we are able to be stronger in our compassion for others AND our centeredness that cannot be shaken.
Many of us are worried about what will happen. We are also, of course, worried about what is happening and what has happened. Things are not as they should be, and even the most optimistic outcomes aren't going to solve issues like hungry, homelessness, war, and violence. We are people of faith in the midst of a broken AND beautiful world.
The Bible is full of stories of being in a beautiful and broken world, and finding God in the midst of it. This is just how things go. We don't get to wait for things to be OK before we deepen our faith. Faith happens in the midst of reality.
In Mark, we hear the line, “whoever wants to be first must be last of all and servant of all.” Jesus saw the hierarchies of his world, and he had no patience for them. He inverted everything he could, and led people to question the very idea that someone should be at the bottom (or top) of a hierarchy.
This is one of the core messages of our faith. This is part of who we are becoming as we connect more and more deeply with God. God's unconditional love for all people becomes the most important truth and everything else fades away. Along with changing how we see others, this also changes how we see ourselves and loosens the grip of the narrative that we are supposed to compete to be “good enough to be loved.” We are loved. That's the first thing we teach each other in faith. God loves us. All. That's where it all begins, and I think even where it all ends.
We have a long history of sharing God's love with each other and the world. And the changes that are coming are yet another expression of love. And, no matter what the world throws at us – let's deepen our roots into God's goodness so we are ready to respond with love and love alone. Amen
September 22, 2024
Rev. Sara E. Baron First United Methodist Church of Schenectady 603 State St. Schenectady, NY 12305 Pronouns: she/her/hers http://fumcschenectady.org/ https://www.facebook.com/FUMCSchenectady
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spoiled brats are always going on about "rising" "crime" rates and "anti cop leftist socialist" policies but never EVER question the real root of the problem.
realistically 95% of "crime problems" can be solved by focusing on 1 single facet of modern society.
affordable housing.
how much low income housing is available even just 100 mi from the city center?
anywhere where rent is $400-$800 that does not need you to make 3X(or more) in income the previous month.
how many do not require a credit check?
a background check?
how many "luxury" apartments are being built? how many are being renovated/gentrified further removing affordable housing?
how many mobile home areas exist within an hour or two from the city center?
Du/quad/plexes?
2nd set of questions:
how much dead retail space is in your area? as in 90% of the units & parking lot is empty 99% of the year? or business that has been for sale for more than a year? entire buildings? plazas/shopping centers?
fucking golf courses?
how many surface level parking lots?
abandoned industrial areas?
third set of questions:
how many stupid laws and flaming hoops are in place to prevent the building of basic houses (less than 2k sqft) and studio apartments or even apartment complex?
NMBYs (not in my backyard) home owners. (if you're still paying off your home, or taken out a mortgage or reverse mortgage you're not actually a home owner.)
I find it is absolutely absurd that in the 80's and 90's my under-educated single mom who couldn't hold a job could afford to rent houses or apartments while caring for 4 kids on part time minimum wage. yay food stamps. yeah we occasionally went homeless but it was never a hard barrier to get over, and get a new place.
in current year 2023, I have an education, been at the same job for 5 years, get paid $3k a month. 0 kids.
right now I'm sharing a room with my nephew.
last year I had my own apartment. but then it got bought out for the 4th time in 8 years and the "renovations" began. if i had renewed the lease my rent would have gone up $300. it had already gone up $500 in the previous 2 years. despite the fact that my specific apartment had not been renovated in at least 10 years (I had lived there for 8 years). usually you can tell when you visit a neighbor.
what are these renovations?
white paint on everything, maybe an accent wall in the foggy morning colors, stainless steel appliances, new faucets, and light gray flooring.
oh and tons of new advertising how these 40 year old apartment complex is now "luxury"
well I guess that they are because I toured a new apartment complex and they wanted $3k for 650 sq ft
and the best worst part is that almost all apartment complexes are owned by international real estate developers and managers.
so except for a few local employees none of that rent money stays local.
the market is there, but the desire to have sanitized neighborhoods free of undesirable poor people has put a noose on the entire housing market.
but yes lets keep blaming "leftist" policies for the ills of society.
on that note, would anyone like to play monopoly with me?
Hey! As a fellow DC-ite I am wondering what you make of the 31% rise in crime in the city/the general rise in crime coupled with the 4% decrease in prosecutions. I’ve been reading local analysis (especially from Joe Friday who is the best source I’ve found on this) but I find myself… frustrated. I consider myself broadly on the left, but I’m also a young woman who lives in this city. I’ve read case studies and reports that when people don’t feel like they’re going to be charged they commit more crimes. I don’t want to return to tough on crime, but I also want to feel safe in my community *today* not in some unspecified time in the future when we figure out policing. It makes me sad and irritated bc to be honest, if this is what left leaning prosecutors do, I’m going to be less inclined to vote for them in the future. Maybe that sounds terrible, but I’m sorry. If being a good person means tolerating less safe places then I’m just going to choose to be a worse person. But I’m hoping there is some way to achieve both- a safe and secure environment ASAP and a system that doesn’t throw people away for years. What do you think?
I have several thoughts on this: 3 replies to address specifics in your message, and then one final reply to get more to the point.
1) The fact that crime rates in DC are rising even while they're falling nationwide is a bit of a puzzle, and I would be hesitant to ascribe it to any one single cause, though the analysis you mention makes a convincing case that our uniquely low prosecution rates is likely one of the factors.
2) You say, "...if this is what left leaning prosecutors do, I’m going to be less inclined to vote for them in the future." DC does not have a left-leaning prosecutor. Criminal cases here are handled by the DC branch of the US Attorney's Office, which is led by a normie career lawyer.
3) The decline in prosecutions in DC cannot be entirely attributed to the choices of the US Attorney's Office. DC's forensic crime lab lost its accreditation in 2021 due to serious errors in their analyses, and this has made prosecutions more difficult. It will hopefully be back by next year, independent of the DC police department. The recent adoption of body cameras has also made prosecutions harder, because the footage shows how bullshit a lot arrests by MPD are.
4) You say, "I also want to feel safe in my community today not in some unspecified time in the future when we figure out policing." I think this is a legitimate concern that people like me on team #DefundThePolice need to address. What I want to emphasize is that reducing crime without the involvement of the police is not a project of some utopian abolitionist future, it's something that can be done today in an evidence-based way.
The truth is that police officers are not all that effective at preventing crime, as their usefulness is limited to a handful of particular roles. What does reduce crime? Housing the homeless, public schools, after-school programs, welfare programs, substance abuse treatment centers, public services, gun control, lead removal, affordable housing, youth jobs programs, mental health crisis responders, community-based public safety programs and violence intervention programs, and more.
Constantly, blindly trying to increase arrests and prosecutions is not a strategy that will make us safer. It is doubling down on the exact failed strategy that has produced the crime levels we see in the US right now. We know what reduces crime in reality: it's a robust welfare state with high levels of community involvement and extensive social supports. Anything else is moving backwards.
PS Check out the work of DC Justice Lab
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Michael Zimmerman and the Story of electronicshunt.com
It certainly isn’t a stretch to say that today’s world is dominated by electronics. It seems like no matter what you do, you need some sort of gadget to do it properly. Whether it be doing work or play, everything that we do these days requires the best electronic gadgets to be at your disposal. A particular niche of note is audio equipment. Everyone is always on the lookout for the best way to listen to music, movies, and more.
I have a long history working with electronics, and audio products specifically, which prompted me to throw my hat in the ring and start electronicshunt.com.
My Background/What Motivated Me To Start A Site
Anybody who can do a cursory Google Search can easily find that there are thousands of different affiliate sites out there selling the same products that I am, so what motivated me to start electronicshunt.com? I have a genuine passion for audio products. I spent much of my life working for companies (such as Harman Consumer Group, DIRECTV and Comcast), where I both sold consumer home electronics components and trained consumers in their use.
My passion began early as I developed an intense fascination with electronics during childhood. By high school, I would buy all sorts of home audio equipment that I could afford like receivers, speakers, turntables, cassette decks, etc. to compare the sound quality and to tinker with them to produce the most stunning high fidelity sound. I was a fan of both digital readout and analog dial receivers as well. I even stumbled across several old tube quad receivers that I had to have and really enjoyed the warmth and power of the sound quality they reproduced.
In college, I refined my interests and built on my passions even further and to go into audio technology. I obtained a degree in commercial music and hoped to make it big in the music industry. I had become a manager of several local jazz performing artists in the Atlanta, GA music scene, even procuring one a recording contract with an Independent music label in 1991. While that venture didn’t quite pan out to the level I was hoping for. I gained some valuable experience that has helped me in every endeavor since these crucial learning years.
My online career started off when I began reviewing a few products that I myself happened to enjoy using (a pair of Sennheiser headphones for anyone wondering) and before long I was writing a ton of different reviews. There was no shortage of audio products to review and different niches to explore.
However, I didn’t immediately go straight towards being an Amazon only business. Over the years I did try to experiment with the various passive income business models.
Anyone who is familiar with online businesses will no doubt know what I am talking about. I tried a lot of things ranging from creating YouTube videos to email marketing, and many other things in-between.
I found that none of them offered the fantastic opportunities that building an Amazon affiliate website does. Amazon affiliate marketing combines a low cost of entry with the unique ability to use Amazon’s already multi-million-dollar brand to your advantage. This is how I ultimately settled on creating sites like electronicshunt.com as the best method for generating a passive income.
The Concept and Ideas Behind electronicshunt.com
The concept behind electronicshunt.com is very simple, I use my expertise gained from many, many years of working in the industry to help people find the absolute best electronics on the market. I do this through a combination of informative product reviews and informational content.
I like to think that my expertise gives me a good insight into what the average consumer is looking for when it comes to audio products like headphones.
I try not to make my reviews cold and impersonal. Instead, I aim to make my product reviews as passionate and as informative as possible. I have stated before that I am not necessarily some recognized expert on this subject, however, I am someone who does have a deep passion for the products that I sell.
The way that I do my reviews isn’t how one would typically expect product reviews to be done. Rather than just writing one long, plodding review of a single product, I instead do multiple product reviews and compile them into a single article that is usually based around a theme (such as the best x under $xxx).
I also don’t just aim to review the absolute best products, I also look at ones that offer good value or that may be good for newcomers.
Challenges In The Market Today
I think when you are dealing with anything electronics based, but especially dealing with niche topics within the field, the biggest issue that you encounter is so many consumers who are interested in that sort of stuff already have pretty good ideas about what they want, and they aren’t particularly interested in reading any sort of generic reviews.
So, reaching these types of readers is always difficult, you can’t just phone it in. These types of readers really want quality content, and you have to work overtime to deliver the sort of content that gets them reading and that genuinely speaks to them. I definitely think that my time spent working directly in the audio industry is what sets me apart here.
Of course, I am also not immune to the struggles everyone else faces when it comes to building an affiliate site. I have to compete with the many competitors out there and I have to work to get eyes on my site. When it comes to overcoming this problem, all I can say is that the old adage of work smarter not harder is the best option. Posting tons and tons of content may work for some, but I find that the best way to build your successful affiliate site is to post the right kind of content.
You also can’t talk about the challenges of doing online business without talking about the one challenge that everyone has to face in the online world, which is SEO. At the end of the day, a large portion of your success is going to come down to whether your site gets ranked on Google. Mastering SEO is an essential step for anyone seeking to build a successful affiliate business.
Finally, there is also just the persistent reality that most affiliate sites don’t work out. They have a low cost of entry and each individual site doesn’t require a ton of work in the grand scheme of things, so individual sites failing isn’t too big of an issue overall, but it can be a disheartening challenge that needs to be overcome.
The Opportunities In The Market
I don’t want to be all doom and gloom, I think a lot of people overly focus on the downsides of trying to start an affiliate site, especially one that is centered around selling products.
While there are plenty of pitfalls, I also think there are a lot of good opportunities for affiliate sites like mine that sell specific products.
First off, one of the biggest opportunities is found in the complete decline of brick and mortar stores, especially for anything related to technology or electronics. Someone starting an affiliate site like electronicshunt.com in say 2010, would have had to compete with stores like The Source, Best Buy, Radio Shack, and Circuit City. Nowadays, the vast majority of people looking to buy things like stereos, speakers, and headphones are going to go online, with most ending up on Amazon.
Because a lot of the products that I sell tend to be on the pricier side, a lot of consumers want to check reviews first. No one wants to spend $200 on a pair of headphones, only to find out that they absolutely hate them.
So, I have found that if you can write genuine, informative reviews, you can attract a surprisingly wide audience who are actively in the market to buy the products feature on your affiliate site.
Also, as my own site demonstrates, with the right niche, there are almost an endless array of products to feature, so you should never have to worry about not being able to have content.
My Recommendations For Others Looking To Break In
Much like there are tens of thousands of affiliate sites out there, there are also tens of thousands of sites offering you easy strategies and quick guides to break into the world of passive income. They often promise you quick returns. I find those guides, while not necessarily wrong, often give people unrealistic expectations and they often don’t have any useful tips, so let me remedy that by giving you some tips that I wish I had known when I started.
An SEO Course Is Always Worth It. Without a doubt one of the best tips that I can give is to invest in a good SEO course or program. SEO is probably the fastest changing part of the affiliate business. Google is always changing how it ranks sites and a savvy website builder has to keep up with the latest trends. So, getting some professional guidance is well worth the price of entry.
Plan For Success. Another really key piece of advice that I would offer is to plan for success. I don’t mean be cocky and assume that you are going to succeed, but rather, be prepared for how you will react when one of your sites eventually hits it big. Just because a site is successful doesn’t mean that you can rest on your laurels (not yet anyway), you have to put the site in a position to continue succeeding and you have to plan for your next successful website.
Remember That You Are Playing The (Extremely) Long Game. It is a bit of a cliché but it is worth repeating that Amazon affiliate websites, while a great way to build a passive income, aren’t a fast road to success. It is going to take a while before you have the number of successful sites needed to have a true passive income, and that’s okay as long as you are prepared for that.
It Should Be A One Man Show. While running an affiliate site business with a partner can seem like a tempting prospect since it splits the workload up, I would recommend against it. Early on there won’t be enough profits to really make it worthwhile to work with someone on creating the sites. Also, I find it can lead to a case of there being too many cooks in the kitchen. It is much better for there to be one single vision for the business and having someone else in the picture can make achieving that harder.
Try To Be A Jack Of All Trades. Building affiliate sites and working through Amazon requires a lot of different skills. You have to be able to build attractive sites, write good content, and know how to get eyes onto your content. If you don’t think that you have these skills, don’t worry as there are a ton of different places that can help you out. Places like Warrior Forum are filled with helpful content that lets you learn and improve your skill set.
Finally, Just Be Prepared To Work Hard. My final piece of advice may seem like an obvious one, but it is also something that needs to be stated repeatedly, which is that you have to be prepared to work extremely hard. Passive income businesses and activities like affiliate review sites are often sold as an easy way to generate money, but that is only true in the later stages. The early stages involve a lot of work and a lot of learning, so if you want to reap the rewards, you have to be prepared to put in the hours at the beginning.
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July first 2023 will celebrate...
our sixth anniversary at Highland Manor Apartments
Subtitled: The perspective of one festive folky fellow friendliness ofttimes prompts me when crossing paths with another to say “hello,”
whose demeanor trends toward being mellow courtesy about eight medications unaffected whether weather overcast
or sunshine reigning down bright yellow.
Our present habitat digs, (per this mister and his missus), a psychic boon dock - located at geographical coordinates, (circa 1684 folks wove cocoon) 40.2562° North, 75.4638° West, out of virgin forests log cabins hewn, still a vestige of Pacific rural life lock, especially fauna and flora abounds
during month of June.
Across American landscape usurped from indigenous peoples, underming storied traditions in cold blood
eponymous namesake affixed to honor exploits of “European Outsiders”,
co-opted land sinker, liner, and hook
with each constituent treaty a dud
mortgaged to industrialization contributing to lowlands to flood comprising one of many complex edifices –
at latitude and longitude not prone to flood
this repurposed elementary school into affordable housing sans low income good lee managed by Grosse and Quade, which facility nestled far from any hood, gang or foo fighting beastie boys lacking manners with actions lewd thus within the pastoral enclave of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania,
there prevails a tranquil mood
with concomitant safety, such that an inhabitant can patter about
(in their apartment) nude
though prudish older occupants may object, and especially be prude
dish, snapping, popping and moaning
with unsolicited mutterings mostly rude
claiming to lack comprehending the habits
of younger generations 'liberal at tee tude
nonetheless, the sprawling range “Penn's Wood.'”
Eager immigrants brought native
brought seeds of white lily to transplant
preserving vestigial tidbits scantily quoted in text books
writ from a biased Western European slant
rightfully, the Elysian Fields of lush, resplendent and transcendent hue Kant argue against snatched, stolen and swindled with hollow promises –
immediately nullified treaty(ies)
relegated inhospitable land extant with absolutely zero compensation given, where prevaricated misdeeds
against slandered “red men”
intruders did chant.
Twas plain and simple genocide
whereat spirits of vanquished “noble savage – in spare copse hide
to borrow a tagline from Jean Jacques Rousseau – predating inside
edition (which if fair), would waver to admit how fore parents lied
and long entrenched perspective adopted, viz pilgrims and/or puritan pride,
parcelled of acreage courtesy
how average male didst stride
yet this passive quintessential renegade scrivener
senses ghosts of “Indians” swoosh at high tide
unseen immortal souls corporeal essence long since trampled world wide.
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