COLUMBIA COUNTY [ LINK : Capital Times ] Environmentalistas have added a caveat to their insistence that we build “wind farms”.  Now, they won’t allow the turbines to be placed anywhere where they might bother birds.  Places like… well, up in the air.

That’s gonna complicate things, hey?  “Up in the air” is, after all, where we keep most of our wind.

(Okay, to be honest, I make my share of wind at ground level.  But that’s not gonna spin a propeller or light a bulb.  At best, it can turn your stomach.  And lighting anything near my wind is inadvisable.)

For me, reading these sorts of stories tends to inspire an image of middle-aged activists in tie-dye and cutoffs sitting in a semi-circle in some nondescript Madison efficiency, humming Arlo Guthrie songs and obliterating all the trailing “W”s off their “WIND POWER NOW” t-shirts, to whit:

I don’t pretend to understand their perpetual angst.  Whenever something goes my way, I tend to stop whining about it.  Or at least, I probably would, if anything ever went my way.

But I’m positively perplexed to see left-wing activists (ostensibly, grownups) who are never, ever, ever, ever, EVER, ever, ever satisfied.  And face it, with the bulk of the 1928 Socialist Party Platform having made its way into our laws, they are getting their way.  But that’s not good enough.  Honestly, I don’t think anything ever will be good enough, either.

Which brings me to the conclusion that none of this complaining and whining and campaigning and marching and protesting has anything to do with any kind of philosophy, sense of justice,  or environmental awareness.  It’s little more than a plea for recognition; an attempt to attain some level of relevance.  In short, this is all just a feeble cry of:  “Notice me, dammit”.

I can’t come down on anyone TOO hard for that.  I mean, that’s what a blog is.  That’s certainly what this blog is.  The difference though, is that I shut up every once in awhile.  No really.  And I’d certainly stop complaining if people voted MY way for once.

Don’t believe me?  Then I challenge you to vote to adopt my proposed “Hooters Waitress Hula Hoop Powered Generators” and see if that doesn’t shut me up.  Sure, it might not be practical, and it might not be efficient.

But it’d certainly take my mind off all this wind farm nonsense…