I have been out of touch with my own blog for far too long. Sorry folks, a crush of work and other un-pleasantries has caused me to go into a writing drought combined with writer’s block. With so much bad news and an election down in Dixie/Yankee land that in my mind is the most important election in many moons yet is being run like a bad reality show, I just couldn’t put finger to keyboard.
Well here’s a bit of good news that woke me up finally. Iceland is putting up “Cheap and Green Energy to be sold along the Ring Road” Now you can take your alternative energy vehicle out of the capital area and not worry about a source of fuel. One of the biggest points of all this is what I’ve been saying for a long time, government fleets should be taking the lead and running their own vehicles on clean energy. Vehicle fleets such as the government are much easier to control than the wider consumer market. And it doesn’t have to be as expensive as the propaganda states. In the long run we’ll save a fortune and possibly our own future. At least someone out there is giving green a chance.
Running garbage trucks on methane gathered from the local refuse dump is not a new idea in Iceland but it has developed far enough to supply the surplus to passenger vehicles and taxi fleets. Hydrogen production is coming along very nicely in Iceland, you can even take a sight seeing cruise on a hydrogen powered ship.
The yang to the yin is that these green fueling station are being run by the oil companies. Having N1 a.k.a Esso a.k.a Exxon a.k.a the devil himself do this is like contracting the fox to design a better hen cage. But they have the goods to do it so for the time being and because the private sector will never get a foothold until big oil and governments finally stop talking and start doing it. So bravo Iceland, the days of foreign oil dependence are numbered and you will show us gluttons how it might be done.
Tags: Clean Energy, Iceland
The Ãslendingur loves his/her swimming pool. Mostly outdoor pools, little or no chlorine (please wash yourself), heated by the geothermal goodness beneath their feet. A hot day that we might consider a swim is very rare in Iceland so they go swimming not to cool off but to warm up.
Imagine taking in the waters under a howling wind and perhaps even snow and ice all around you. Now imagine a remote desolate place far from almost everything. There isn’t even a town but the area has a population of 49. Even here there is a community pool. Situated on the ocean front with the freezing arctic ocean in front of you and snow capped mountains behind. Naturally heated by the local geothermal borehole.
This is the kind of place I want to visit. Just the white knuckle drive to a remote location like this would be a thrill. And then to find that even here I can find a pool situated in such beauty would be a memory never to leave.
So nice to hear about these message in a bottle stories. Much nicer than gooey pollution and dead fish. An old fashioned and even romantic thing these stories.
I finally moved away from that miserable suburb, you know, the one that looks like a van and has trees with no shade. This new town is much older with very large trees and really big houses. I walk to work. I’m surrounded by houses, giant vehicles, and stores that I can’t afford. But I can walk to work…
Problem is that this town is very uptight. I don’t mind conservative since I can keep to myself and as long as it looks as nice as it does I can ignore the upturned noses and the very sloooow way people drive around here. However it is so anal retentive here that I can actually smell ass.
