by Anniel 9/16/15
There are two men in this nation I have been unable to hear because the sound of their voices makes me ill. One is Bill Clinton and the other is Barack Obama. The first time I ran into this peculiar personal trait was sometime in 1992 after the beginning of the national election cycle. I had come home and as I walked up the stairs I heard a voice on the TV that sent absolute chills down my spine, or maybe my prickled thumbs knew the evil I could sense coming. My husband was reading and paying no attention to the TV, it was just on. “Who is that speaking?” I asked.
Bear glanced up and said, “Him? I think that’s the Democrat Governor of Arkansas who’s running for President.”
“Please, turn him off,” I requested, ” I don’t know how I know, but he is a terrible man.”
Shortly after that we threw our TV set away and I never willingly listened to Clinton’s voice, not even when he gave the State of the Union addresses. I listened as Rush learned to imitate him and know how spot on Rush is, but Clinton’s real voice still leaves me ice cold.
The same voice thing happened to me when Barack Obama began his campaign for the presidency. The most I have heard his voice is when someone like Rush Limbaugh plays a film clip, and that leaves me even more freaked out than when I heard Clinton.
When Obama came to Alaska I knew that I would have to follow some of what he said because I wanted to be informed about his agenda and how it would affect life in my home. I heard a few things on the news, but decided to wait and look up his official speeches online. Surely I could stand to read his remarks, right? Oh, no, even that isn’t easy.
Did you know that when you look up the president’s official speeches online, they come complete with audience responses given in parentheses? He spoke to an audience in Kotzebue, above the Arctic Circle, on September 3rd. He tells a joke (laughter), he comments about the size of Alaska (laughter), tells more jokes (more laughter), tells the audience how he realizes isolation and poverty in the north can be very harsh (applause) and he’s accelerating production of heavy-duty Coast Guard Icebreakers in order to create jobs (applause), even though the ice is supposedly melting, (even more applause). I wondered if signs telling the audience when to laugh, cry or clap, are part of the choreography that attends Obama wherever he goes. Every other word is “I”, including that he is not the first president to come to Alaska, but he is the first president to set foot on ground North of the Arctic Circle (applause, as though that makes him a hero).
In that speech the president announced his vow to maintain and modernize National Parks, even those in Alaska. He touted ConnectEd which purportedly has brought high speed Internet connections to the 80 students at Nanwalek when they don’t have that service at home. HealthCare.gov was also touted, even though the majority of people in Kotzebue are covered by the Native Health Service. (More laughter and applause.)
Then the Climate Change schlep began. The people in Alaska and Kotzebue are living the horrors of Climate Change; there are longer more dangerous fire seasons (the big fire on the Kenai Peninsula that ravaged 8,268 square miles over a period of several years in the 1940’s, and the Millers Reach Fire of 1996*, which destroyed 37,000 acres, including homes and businesses, never happened, I guess); glaciers are melting faster (they’ve been melting since the last Ice Age, and the tidewater Hubbard glacier is actually growing rapidly; as for Exit Glacier, whose melting has Obama so upset, between 1815 and 1996 has retreated 6,549 feet, or a little over a mile in 181 years); the permafrost is melting; sea ice is melting; the seas are rising; the island of Kivalina is sinking into the sea; Alaska temperatures will rise 6 to 12 degrees (Fahrenheit or Centigrade? Who knows?) by the end of the century, destroying the native way of life and culture completely, ad nauseum. No more game, no more berries, whatever it is will be gone.
After however many minutes that all took, he got to the jaw-dropping part of his discourse, where I couldn’t believe the nonsense. He first told how Kodiak Island now has 99% renewable wind and solar energy. Sure it does. Most of Kodiak’s energy comes from Terror Lake Hydroelectric at a cost of 6.8 cents per kWh, the Pillar Mountain Wind Phase I Project at 11 cents per kWh, and, in a pinch, Diesel Generation at a cost of 28.9 cents per kWh. The cheaper one seems to be more efficient in the long run. I saw no mention of any solar power. By the way, Kodiak used to be referred to as “the Northernmost Island of Hawaii” because of its more moderate temperatures. The average minimum temperature is 35.7 degrees F, while the average maximum is 47.0 degrees F (1/1/1973 – 12/31/2005). Do you think the weather and temperatures might be a little different and extreme above the Arctic Circle?
Our oh-so-brilliant president challenged the residents of Kotzebue to follow Kodiak’s example and start their own renewable solar and wind generation projects. Or maybe they already have? Even my AGW believing family members admit embarrassment at such idiocy. “Ahhh, how- – – ahmm?” Is the common reaction. Indeed. How?
Let’s start with wind power. How long do you suppose windmills will last in the Arctic when the temperature hits 45 or 50 degrees below zero, or when gale force winds blow in, or there’s no wind at all? No matter what the windmills are made of, upkeep would be impossible. Metals shatter in such cold, bolts shear, and snowload doesn’t help any, it might even foul the blades. Natives generally don’t eat bird’s eggs because doing so will kill the next year’s baby birds. How will watching those precious birds get chopped up in the windmill blades affect the people and their way of life?
The idea of solar power is equally problematic. At such high latitudes keeping solar panels properly tracking is all but impossible. And then there are the months of darkness, what then? In the summer months would the birds and animals get fried as they do in other states? Cleaning and protecting the panels from dirt, wind, snow and cold would be round-the-clock work, especially in the Arctic. There are reasons Solyndra and other solar power projects have gone bankrupt and failed.
Reading the stupidity was bad enough, but mostly it was the whole level of silliness that was hard to compute. The worst part was listening to the continual praise and realizing how many of my fellow Alaskans think this man has a clue what he’s talking about.
I have been unable, as yet, to face the man’s talks to the Arctic Leaders Conference on Global Warming. I know he thinks we must take action or our cities will sink, the oceans will rise, and Deniers will have to be reeducated by the Consensus Scientists. His carbon footprint, like St. Algore’s doesn’t count, of course. He rolled into Anchorage with big jets, small jets, helicopters, automobiles, members of the press, and his general factotums all well supplied. I’m not certain how many teleprompters were used in all the choreographed events, but they must have performed well.
The best I can report in all charity is that the man Obama is remarkably silly.
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*When the Miller’s Reach fire occurred in 1996, donations of all kinds, money, clothing, household goods, food, were sent to the Big Lake area by generous Alaskans. FEMA stepped in to coordinate relief efforts. One friend of mine told me members of his church donated a truckload of clean and serviceable quilts, many hand-made, blankets and other bedding. My friend was almost in tears when he told me what happened. He and another gentleman drove to Big Lake, which is probably about 65 miles from Anchorage, and carried all the bedding into the school where FEMA was headquartered. FEMA officials not only refused the donation because the bedding was not in “like new” condition, but THEY ALSO CUT EACH BLANKET AND QUILT IN PIECES AND THREW THEM IN A DUMPSTER so no one could ever use them. Not one FEMA official was kind enough to give them back. It has been many years since I have had any respect for “government aid” of any sort. There, I have always wanted to tell that true story. • (908 views)