Efficiency

Corporate America has an odd take on efficiency. Eliminate humans. Strangely apocalyptic way to conduct business. My neighbor thought George Bush wanted to solve the Social Security/Medicare problem by killing off the old folks. Plan D Medicare would get the old folks on a confusing array of cheap prescription drugs and the foggy oldsters would eventually get things mixed up and poison themselves.

If you want to understand efficiency spend some time in the third world. Everything is used. There's no trash along the roads, no cans, paper, hambuger boxes or plastic bottles. When you have nothing every thing has value. Whole cities could be built with what Americans throw away.

As a chef I'm old enough to have worked under old European guys who grew up and learned their trade in war torn countries. Kitchens were nothing was wasted. Make soap from the fat, soup from the bones, peelings, trimings and bruised items go into the stock pot and the pig man and the goat guy pick up the slops. One old French guy would gather up all the old desserts on Satuday night and put them into the big mixer, add flour, sugar and eggs and make huge sheet cakes to put out on the Sunday brunch. The herds of Sunday grazers swore that it was the best cake they've ever tasted. Frenchy would laugh, "Put enough icing on it and Americans will eat shit."

Let's demo all the foreclosures and recycle the material into durable green homes. Turn the ugly, wasteful McMansions into neighborhoods with playgrounds, gardens and open space.

Gleaners work the dumps of India and South America. We think this sad that someone must work in a dump while we fill barges full of transoceanic trash. Fire is expensive, all over the third world you see women and children carrying bundles of sticks; cow pats, peat and all sorts of fodder is used as fuel. A few times each year a slum neighborhood will burn to the ground killing many because the leaking pipes of the crappy infrastructure of the petro rapists attracts crowds of impoverished people looking for a few litres of fuel.

At least Tyson uses the chicken byproducts. Literally, the sweepings off the floors makes those delicious nuggets all the kids clammer for.

Save your yard waste and kitchen trimmings an build a pile of earth as tall as a man. Build a cistern and water your garden, flush your toilets, wash your clothes and clean your floors with god's own water.

I love robots, machines are grand, all repetative tasks should be done by inanimate objects. I'd love to have a scannner that filtered away all the lies. How quiet would that be? All we need to know is in nature. God is not of this world, do not look for him here. All the blathering of fools is not worth a fleeting sideways glance of a distant horizon. Think of this as you listen to the next GOP debate or to brown Barry as he cranks up the rhetoric.