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Intense1 · 10-12-2006, 07:37 PM

From the land of those who grow our own veggies and, in my brother in law's case, hunt some of our own meat, I respond.

I enjoy living here 30 miles outside the metropolis - less noise, dirt and crime - and when needs be I take the very convenient interstate to Music City. When last I was here, gas was $1.50 ish, and now that I've seen it go as far as it has, it makes me think that, first, we're finally getting close to what Europe pays, and second, we're getting to where it hurts enough that the creative minds amongst us will be aroused. (nope, no sexual stuff in that one, uh uh)

Have we forgotten that just 100 or so years ago, most folks were out in the streets of our towns, looking at a strange new conveyance saying, "Dang, Herbert, that horseless carriage won't amount to nothin."? Yet, here we are again, at the dawn of a new creative age, thinking that same thing.

Soon, very soon, some enterprising young folks (or old, to give my own generation a chance) will come out and say, "Hey, look at what I made!". And we will all look at the new engine that is fueled by a combination of rotten eggs and horse crap and think, dang, I wish I'd invested in chickens.

But the oil barons, smart as they are, will have already invested in both chickens and horses because they are smart like that, and we'll then begin calling them, what........ big Chicken? Big Horse?

It's all about the market, folks, here in this country. We have successfully invented when inventions were needed, and we will do so again. We're entrepreneurs (sp?) here, and that is in our blood. Oil is going to run out, and when it does, then chickens and horses (or something or another) will rule the day. And we'll be on top of it.

10-12-2006, 07:37 PM	#31 (permalink)
Intense1 Crazy Location: Music City burbs	From the land of those who grow our own veggies and, in my brother in law's case, hunt some of our own meat, I respond. I enjoy living here 30 miles outside the metropolis - less noise, dirt and crime - and when needs be I take the very convenient interstate to Music City. When last I was here, gas was $1.50 ish, and now that I've seen it go as far as it has, it makes me think that, first, we're finally getting close to what Europe pays, and second, we're getting to where it hurts enough that the creative minds amongst us will be aroused. (nope, no sexual stuff in that one, uh uh) Have we forgotten that just 100 or so years ago, most folks were out in the streets of our towns, looking at a strange new conveyance saying, "Dang, Herbert, that horseless carriage won't amount to nothin."? Yet, here we are again, at the dawn of a new creative age, thinking that same thing. Soon, very soon, some enterprising young folks (or old, to give my own generation a chance) will come out and say, "Hey, look at what I made!". And we will all look at the new engine that is fueled by a combination of rotten eggs and horse crap and think, dang, I wish I'd invested in chickens. But the oil barons, smart as they are, will have already invested in both chickens and horses because they are smart like that, and we'll then begin calling them, what........ big Chicken? Big Horse? It's all about the market, folks, here in this country. We have successfully invented when inventions were needed, and we will do so again. We're entrepreneurs (sp?) here, and that is in our blood. Oil is going to run out, and when it does, then chickens and horses (or something or another) will rule the day. And we'll be on top of it. __________________ (none yet, still thinkin')