From Rick Warren’s Daily Hope Newsletter
John Bunyan, the author of “Pilgrims Progress,” said, “If my life is fruitless, it doesn’t matter who praises me, and if my life is fruitful, it doesn’t matter who criticizes me.”
Makes Me Want To Run To The Next One!
Oily Clam Trail
I recently heard a presentation on the Restore Act for the second time in forty five days. The Restore Act is the fairy tale, granddaddy of all free world windfalls, BP Oil’s reparations for its engineering boondoggle of the century.
The buzzards with the best olfactory sensors have already found the prize source and pounced on the opportunity to ride the bull to the end of the rainbow. Some observations and examples follow, but first some truth serum about reality.
The ultimate payout is being advertised as $40 to $50 billion dollars. The court is still out on when this will begin to pour forth. Supposedly the first “pot” of money is $1.5 billion for 23 counties. Levy county has formed a committee to accept applications for community grants and they are in turn scoring those applications to establish a priority list. Interestingly, the committee is chaired by the Levy County Commission Chairman whose district includes Cedar Key. Of the ten seats on the committee guess how many are from Cedar Key? Five. So, the plot thickens.
A couple of weeks back 60 Minutes did a segment about this BP settlement. Somehow during litigation and settlement negotiations BP agreed to settle with any business within a geographic possibility of the Gulf Coast “damage” area. Also, any business that can show an economic loss immediately after the oil spill can apply for funding to remediate that financial dead fall - - - whether it was near the water, connected to the water, or if anyone in that particular business had thought about Gulf saltwater -- recently. Projects proposed? A parking lot. A Wendy’s hamburger joint. A trail of giant clam shell’s with community information highlighted for tourist visitors in Cedar Key. The shells are about six feet tall and resemble a bodily organ, although I can’t figure out which one.
Levy County’s applications so far, ranked on a “reach” scale (meaning: how much of a reach?) aren’t as ridiculous as many others.
Ten applications accepted by Levy’s Restore Act Advisory Committee on March 11, 2014, included $120K towards a restoration study of the lower Withlacoochee River, submitted by the Withlacoochee Area Residents, Inc. (WAR,Inc). This river is on the state’s list of Oustanding Florida Waters. The only thing outstanding today, is that the river is dead.
The top two applications scored by the committee as most deserving were, Cedar Key Waste Water upgrades and Cedar Key Clam Trail. . . . Surprise, surprise.
Saving the Withlacoochee ranked seventh. It beat out a parking lot in Williston, Work on Williston’s Horseman’s Park, and the Pegasus aquaponics farm. Note: that the Clam Trail (#2) $50 +K, beat out an info kiosk for the Withlacoochee Chamber of Commerce (#5), much less money requested.
The point of this commentary is not to whine about not winning but, scant approval. It’s about irrelevance, absurdity, and the state of “politics” in today’s world.
The Worst Gotcha So Far
On top of the horrific stories of fraud, conspiracy, and criminal manslaughter by collusion, comes news of enormous mismanagement and inefficiencies that have damaged veterans in more ways than the VA will ever admit to. Also, what’s a few thousand old veterans who were going to die anyway? You should know that if the government is caught red handed they will never admit the truth about how severe their culpable negligence goes. Plus, a small number sounds better that reality???
The president was warned. When he took office in January 2008 the Bush administration advised Obama that the VA was struggling with medical and employee fraud, mismanagement, phony waiting lists, and gross neglect. “Surprise boy”, knew about this debacle in 2008. And even though, today, he talks one way out the side of his mouth, he has no respect for veterans or especially those who have paid an inestimable price for their country. So, professing to be shocked and angry is a bald faced lie. Duh – not the first one and certainly not the last.
Bud Distributor Solar
I love the Tampa Bay Times newspaper. They are objective and seem to have focus on everything in their editorial purview. Last Saturday, May 17th, they ran a piece on the front page about the largest Anheuser-Busch distributer in Florida, Great Bay Distributors, and their new facility in St. Petersburg. When finished Great Bay’s solar array will eclipse the Darden Restaurant’s system, at its headquarters in Orlando, for largest solar system at 1.5 megawatts. Darden’s is 1.1 megs and generates enough power that would allow them to go off grid for two months. They expect to recoup their investment in just over 6 years.
The Great Bay facility will have 267,787 sq.ft. under roof. In addition led lighting will be installed throughout and natural gas will power generators and hot water heaters. The reduction in carbon dioxide emissions over 25 – 30 years will be equal to planting 1.1 million trees.
I used to work with a Budweiser distributor years ago, and have dealt directly with two others. I have always been pleasantly surprised by the generous and unexpected things they have done for their communities. This is just another example. Big player. Big doings.
He’s So Damn Pretty, He Can’t Lose!
Just can’t seem to escape the glitter smile and Brooks Brothers styling, of flitting candidate Charley Crist. One more defeat and he’ll have to refresh by starting his own party. He could have guaranteed himself a much smoother path to national prominence by not believing the star struck swooning that surrounded him before he got so soundly whooped in the race for Senate, by the debonair Cubano all-star, Marco Rubio. Rubio, out shined him then and now has made it to the ring of rear-end smooching for the big dog nomination, way out in front of Charley.
Meanwhile Crist took an internship with another rock star player John Morgan. Now, if all else fails he can at least fall back on the star power of a celebrity ambulance chaser.
Well, there is always something good in stinky Denmark. Charley, is certainly right (Can’t hep it, gotta give the devil his due) about approaching Cuba. U.S. policy is stale and over ripe in that theater. The tigers of revolution are worn out. El Jeffe` is toothless and the average Cuban citizen sees more American TV in a week now, than in a year, not too long ago. Free world graphics are scattered in the wind around the Havana Airport as European, Canadian, and free Latins flock to the sugarcane republic at our backdoor, and discover living antiquities that archeologists never thought they’d get the chance to be immersed in i.e. 1956 Ford Fairlane Taxicabs, all original equipment, etc. etc.
The best thing that could happen to the Cuban people is the investment of free market capital that trickles down $25 a week jobs on the proletariat. And the resultant mad rush for more of the same, filters down from the corrupt ones and eventually the common folks. It’s amazing how few people, in this country understand the power of currency and the ability to earn some.
It’s beyond time for the United States to remove its collective, bureaucratic head from its domineering rear. The only thing to fear from Cuba is that one of its jets might fall on Miami beach pulling a banner. Or that its national Baseball team would beat the New York Yankees in a doubleheader.
Enuff Said . . .
Finish with some notable music: Wanna dance? Ain't no blue in heah! Some 4/4 time funky chicken!