Briefly noting the anniversary of the Big Cold And Dark
last year. Eight days without electricity. I made a vow and I'll stick with the vow. Superstition pays. So I'll just express gratitude for presently available
electricity. And I'll express unsuperstitious gratitude to MYSELF for being thoroughly prepared with propane-powered equipment.
Many houses are still bluetarped, since roofers are still overwhelmed.
This morning I noticed a new
tarp on the house next to the wind time-bomb house
. There hasn't been any significant wind lately, so presumably the tarp represents contagious time-bomb-ness.
This new location
for Polistra was specifically designed as a tribute to electricity and water power as seen in 1910. Pure nostalgia in a "country" that is working ferociously hard to eliminate clean power and electricity.
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Coincidental reminder: Electrical crews are working around the neighborhood this morning. Not clear what they're doing. The trucks have cherrypickers but the men are climbing poles instead of cherrypicking. One of the trucks has a big reel of bare grounding-type cable. Avista revised and regrounded their transformers a few months ago, so this work must be something else. /// Few minutes later: Now I see. My assumptions were wrong as usual. They're finishing up the abovementioned revisions.
In April Avista moved its own HV wires to new poles with new xfmrs but left the Comcast and phone wires on old poles in some places, including my back yard. Now they're moving the other wires to the new pole.
Another random observation: Before the two windstorms (July 2014 gustnado, specific to this neighborhood, Nov 2015 county-wide storm) the Xmas decorations were increasing rapidly each year. After the two storms, nobody bothered with lights and lawn stuff. Everyone was too busy recovering in every possible sense of the word. This year the lights and lawn stuff are back. Nice. Bright colors help the soul to survive in an increasingly pogromic world, with dysgovernments at all levels cracking down HARD on truth and logic and religion.
Minor quibble: For some reason half of the lighted houses this year are using all yellow lights.
Doesn't hit the mark. A string of multicolored lights fights the gray gloom of winter and says Xmas. A string of yellow lights says Used Car Lot.
Labels: Carbon Cult, Patient things