Picture this: It’s 7 am on Thanksgiving morning, you, being the cook in the house, are going through in your mind all that you have to do to get Thanksgiving dinner on by the time everyone arrives at 4.pm. Your brother and his wife and three kids are coming in for the family Thanksgiving meal. There’s a turkey to baste, mash potatoes and pies to cook, corn and buns, and sweet potatoes…the fridge is packed.
The first thing you think of is: “Oh NO! How long will the electric be off?”
Unfortunately for a long time,—almost a year in fact, but you don’t know that. On top of everything, your radio doesn’t work, neither does your cell phone. Your brother never arrives. You have been thrown back into the 18th century, and all because…your Congressman decided that giving money to Egypt was more important than shoring up the electrical grid for this kind of event.
According to Dr. Michio Kaku, the event of a lifetime, and it’s called The Carrington Event.
Last night on Coast to Coast, Michio was talking about the fear he has: He said the sun is now at its maximum activity for solar flares, and this year, they are monstrous. He is really worried. In fact, the Society of United States Physicists are so worried that they went to Congress and begged for $100 million dollars to prepare our nuclear plants and Satellites for what to them, is more pressing that anything from Iran: An electromagnetic pulse from the sun, which will completely knock out everything electric, not to mention all satellites.
It would literally….cripple us.
Congress, just laughed at them, he said. After all, Congress doesn’t do anything until after the disasters, and Hurricane Sandy proves it. They didn’t prepare New York, unlike many other countries around the world who have built dikes around their vulnerable cities, New York did not.
Why is it called a Carrington Event?
At 11:18 AM on the cloudless morning of Thursday, September 1, 1859, 33-year-old Richard Carrington—widely acknowledged to be one of England’s foremost solar astronomers—was in his well-appointed private observatory. Just as usual on every sunny day, his telescope was projecting an 11-inch-wide image of the sun on a screen, and Carrington skillfully drew the sunspots he saw.
Just before dawn the next day, skies all over planet Earth erupted in red, green, and purple auroras so brilliant that newspapers could be read as easily as in daylight. Indeed, stunning auroras pulsated even at near tropical latitudes over Cuba, the Bahamas, Jamaica, El Salvador, and Hawaii. Telegraph lines were all knocked out, even fires started from the solar blast.
And we’ve been hit before:
A huge solar flare on August 4, 1972, knocked out long-distance telephone communication across Illinois. That event, in fact, caused AT&T to redesign its power system for transatlantic cables. A similar flare on March 13, 1989, provoked geomagnetic storms that disrupted electric power transmission from the Hydro Québec generating station in Canada, blacking out most of the province and plunging 6 million people into darkness for 9 hours; aurora-induced power surges even melted power transformers in New Jersey. In December 2005, X-rays from another solar storm disrupted satellite-to-ground communications and Global Positioning System (GPS) navigation signals for about 10 minutes. That may not sound like much, but as Lanzerotti noted, “I would not have wanted to be on a commercial airplane being guided in for a landing by GPS or on a ship being docked by GPS during that 10 minutes.”
Experts who have studied the question say there is little to be done to protect satellites from a Carrington-class flare. In fact, a recent paper estimates potential damage to the 900-plus satellites currently in orbit could cost between $30 billion and $70 billion. The best solution, they say: have a pipeline of comsats ready for launch.
So, needless to say, even though in all probability– a solar flare won’t happen tomorrow. You won’t have to throw out the Turkey. But…according to Michio Kaku, a scientist who knows, it’s a very real possibility that it could happen very soon, in fact, maybe that’s what the Mayan’s were counting on.
And on that happy note: Everyone Have a Great Thanksgiving! Remember, if your lights are on, it’s a reason to give thinks to your favorite God. (LOL)
Not since the bird flu pandemic (did you get it?) have we needed another movie to remind us all, that at any moment, the earth’s population could be cut in half with a virus. It could spread so fast, that within months, body bags would run out, and the best thing to do would be to stay in your house, and pray someone with a gun doesn’t break in and kill you for your food.
Or eat you for food.
My husband and I needed a reprieve from the fact that we didn’t have money to go on a vacation, and we thought, “Surely we can go to a flick.” since the Bahamas was out of the question.
Everyone else must have been in the Bahamas because we were the only ones there. And that’s in the WHOLE movie theater which has 18 huge cinemas and an IMAX.
(Nobody is making this up… not this time.)
I suggested we go see Contagion, because we both like Matt Daman. Nobody has a theory that movie stars come onto the scene in very popular conservatives movies, grab the loyalty of the diehard intelligent people they need to change, and then..turn into liberal idiots. Then we are all totally surprised that they have cauliflower for brains.
Matt Damon stared in the Borne Identity movies, which are all great. He then came out just recently and started talking about unions and how much we need them. (I’d better stop right now, because in my head I can think of dozens of entertainers who have always promoted the old conservative themes, and then came out flaming red, and insulting the very people who go to see their films.)
“Red is the color that my baby wore, and once more it’s true…yes it is.” Sorry, I had a Beatle moment.
So, back to the movie. Matt Damon plays the main character whose wife catches a deadly virus when she was in Hong Kong, and then infects a lot of people at a casino and the whole world becomes infected. People can’t get the vaccines except by lottery, in other words, it shows you what would happen if there really was an outbreak. Marshall Law is moved in right away. And get this: the real scientists of the world claim this movie is right on track.
As far as movies goes, this one was just okay. My husband was severely disappointed because he was expecting Zombies.(BIG Zombie lover) I wanted to see it because I suspected it was going to be another “lesson.”
Nobody Thinks I was right.
It was more like a…you know, this might happen, and the government and Homeland Security will take years to get out the vaccines, but in the end it will be done, because they are all good people. Elites will get it first. People, will die. But, that’s life folks.
Okay—Nobody prefers the government conspiracy movies, but there were no government conspiracies in this movie. At the end, all the suspicions that this virus was some kind of germ warfare was put to rest when the camera zooms in on a bat, and a pig…the real culprits. Honest…last scene. That’s your lesson.
The scene that upset me the most is when a government guy (Played by Lawrence) decided that maybe putting the vaccine in the water would be a good idea, because they did put fluoride in it for our benefit. I’ve read too much about the harmful side effects of fluoride to go there.
I know, you may say that at this point in my life that Nobody is getting too suspicious. Nobody reasons that the more you know, the more you see, and the less you can enjoy it. This happened to me long ago when I took Art Appreciation in college. I got an A, and then every time I looked at a painting afterwards, I would dissect it…I could tell you who did it, what period it was from, HOW they painted it..etc.. Then one day, I realized…I simply did not enjoy the beauty of art any longer. I couldn’t look at a simple sunset without going into all the details in my mind.
So, I forgot everything I knew about it,—on purpose. It took me years to forget it, I had to unlearn what I had learned. Nobody Thinks I’m becoming so good at spotting all the propaganda in everything now, that I find it hard to enjoy movies anymore. I know millions of others probably feel the same way.
But this time, I will be saved from myself by mother nature. Someday, I won’t remember where I put the car keys OR the car. I won’t remember ever seeing this movie, because the govenment after reading this, will make sure I get an extra dose of floride in my water.
Despite the movie, we had a great box of buttered popcorn, a theater all to ourselves, and then came home and ducked taped the windows. (just kidding)
Really, if you can just enjoy a movie without thinking…it’s really…okay.
Good thing money is tight right now: According to this movie, it very well could have been me that walked into a casino in the Bahamas and then I would have ended up being the one to kill the world with a virus from a banana, dropped by a monkey who had had sex with a pig, into my margarita.
I’m just saying….
Tucker Barnes, the Cesspool Reporter who got sent out to stand in the middle of Hurricane Irene, and make his immemorial moment in Weatherman History, will forever be the most exciting thing that we will remember about Irene. Mayor Bloomburg, ‘President’ Obama, even Ann Coulter’s pick for President, Chris Christie, will be long forgotten…but not this guy. The poor guy, either didn’t know it, or didn’t want to report it— All that foam splashing in his mouth and down his shoes was actually raw sewage. This of course shows you how ridiculously controlled our TV’s are. A REAL news station would have said this:
“Hurricane Irene is showing just how badly our sewer system is working. See all that stuff hitting our Tucker? That’s raw, nasty smelling, sewage folks.”
But, no…the meteorologists who we all ASSUME would have known what that stuff was, since becoming a meteorologist takes a lot of study, would have known that it was sewage. But he tells Tucker that it was “some kind of organic material.” In a politically correct world, “organic material” is just a nice name for raw sewage, and would also be another name for many current politicians for that matter. In fact, I think I’m going to start calling them all that.—“organic material.” Except Al Gore. There is nothing organic about that man at all. Al is made out of “moronic material.” And he’s spreading it around like “organic material.” You need titanium boots just to be around him.
Heaven forbid the taxpayers know how well their city officials keep tract of the “organic material.”
Here in Missouri, where we witnessed over 700 tornadoes last Spring, and also a MAJOR flood which destroyed thousands of homes on purpose…it was hard getting our pity-point check up. Most of the people who were killed in Irene, got hurt because they were OUTSIDE. A few had trees fall on them from inside. But really…damage was on property mostly. You can prepare for a hurricanes, not so a tornado.
Which reminds me…none of us have been prepared for the tornados of ‘organic and moronic materials’ that are sitting in the Capital acting like they care about us all. The whole place is foaming.
Still, Nobody Wonders how they pick and choose what disaster to make a big deal of? What bill are they sneaking through Congress that we don’t know about? Half of Texas burned down this summer, not much pity for those poor souls. To many of us out here in no man’s land, it all looked like a overblown “dry run” for something else. What…we can only imagine.
Still, Governor Chris Christie, of New Jersey, was full of warnings:
“I’ve got to imagine that the damage estimates are going to be in the billions of dollars, if not in the tens of billions of dollars,” Christie said in an interview with NBC’s “Meet the Press” program.
And Obama was more than concerned, something he has not been for weeks.:
“Many Americans ares till at serious risk of power outages and flooding, which could get worse in the coming days as rivers swell past their banks,” he added.
So, Texas can burn, the midwest can flood out, but the biggest disaster of the year is Hurricane Irene. Nobody Thinks the Democrats must really need the votes of the Eastern Seaboard in the next election. They might have to put Tucker Barnes on the White House lawn. The “organic material” coming out of that place makes Irene look like a harmless fluffy raincloud.
Yesterday Mayor Bloomberg finally addressed the severe illegal immigrant problem in New York.
“Staying behind is dangerous, staying behind is foolish, and it’s against the law, and we urge everyone in the evacuation zones not to wait until gale-force winds,” he said in a news conference from Coney Island as rain began to fall. “The time to leave is right now.”
Wait..no…he was talking about the true citizens of New York leaving because of Irene the massive hurricane that sort of did not become so massive. In other words, if you are born here, you’d better get out of new York because–as the man of integrity and sound rule of law says:
“It’s against the law to stay.”
Too bad he doesn’t apply that same logic to illegal aliens, because it really is against the law for all illegal immigrants to stay.
And it’s also too bad we will never hear Mayor Bloomberg say to the illegals, “The time to leave is right now.”
Gee Mayor…it took a hurricane to inspire those words?
In the meantime, President Obama is managing the whole FEMA operation all by himself, and taking charge of the hurricane as reported yesterday in Australia. Nobody thinks he did NOT want to let our Aussie friends down when he was heading out for Air Force One, and took command!
Bravo to our brave friends “down under” for making our President look like he’s doing something. And look carefully, he even has his own FEMA desk plate. That’s because nobody at FEMA would know who that fellow is if the sign wasn’t there.
Now…I wonder just how many people are walking up and down stairs tonight since Bloomberg said he was going to turn off all the elevators in all the buildings in New York? There MUST be a New York law that says you cannot put people in harm’s way by turning off their electricity so that they are stuck in the 99th floor and die of the heat, because otherwise, the Mayor would have left them on.
But there IS good news! At least, we are not in Tripoli,…wait…Tripoli has no electric, no water, no food…uh…isn’t Obama in charge of that too?
Okay, it’s Saturday night… New Yorker’s!! Hang in there! We are with ya!
Nothing like a hurricane to get your mind off a war. All day long, according to all reports, the world was going to end. Well, at least the eastern seaboard. Irene, the Irish bitch was coming. The President was so concerned about 65 million people and their last days on earth, that he left Martha’s Vineyard, mostly because it’s going to get hit with a lot of rain too…spoils golf time.
We’re Nobody’s Fool. If you think he left to go back to work, think again. He’ll be in Hawaii to finish that vacation in less time than it takes Joe Biden to think.
All the cops, the mayors, the governors, and the weathermen, were standing bravely in their raincoats weathering the wind and rain. “LEAVE! RUN!” , they all said, or if you stay, be sure you have everything you need to last you for weeks because that’s how long the power will be off. Also, leave us a note as to what to do with your body.”
NOBODY did not made that up. I actually heard them say this.
Still, ya gotta love the New Yorkers. Everyone is pretty much ignoring him for the good reason that, the storm is already losing power due to the fact that they all do when they hit land, and the eye is no longer there…its downgrading..by the time it hits Long Island, Obama will be eating pineapples in Hollywood.
STILL— Mayor Bloombomb of New York is shutting down the city. No subways, no buses, no trains, and you’d better not eat any salt, or you might get arrested…
And speaking of getting arrested…You might want to hide that Spanish guitar you have in the basement. Unless you belong to the New York Philharmonic, you could be busted for even owning an “endangered” wood. (Okay, I thought of Bill Clinton too…but let’s not go there.) The Gibson Guitar Manufacturing Company was “busted” into by ‘ARMED’ Fish and Wildlife government men, who took guitars, computers, and lots of wood. The company has not been formally charged with doing anything, but the stunt has cost the company over $1 million dollars.
Nobody Wins when a government goes out to bully and harass an American company that gives lots of non-union jobs, and also, money to the Republicans. This stinks of Nazi’s. There must be Jews making guitars. Somebody check.
Nobody Wonders just what kind of a deal Obama worked out in India on his last trip, and WHY they needed to be armed? What? Did they think Jeff Beck was going to rip their heads open with the neck of a Stratocaster?
Really, why don’t they just plant some more trees? What’s the problem here? We can bring snakes from Africa, why not Indian trees? Seems if the guitars are made in India by Indians, then the company can stay in business…and speaking of staying in business….
Poor Steve Jobs. He is on death’s doorstep, with that horrible pancreatic cancer. By the looks of him, maybe he should just go sit on Long Island and wait for Irene. Many are worried about how Apple is going to be able to keep its head after he’s gone, but then again, it seems by looking at him, he kept alive till he reached his final goal…making Apple the biggest company in the World. Nobody’s Perfect Steve, but when it came to business Steve, you came pretty close. Let’s hope you cheat death a good while longer…
And speaking of death..
Nobody Flashes the news that NATO has been on the ground in Libya all along! Who knew? France, England and the United States are chopping at the bits for their ‘due’ reward.
Leaving aside the massive profits from the rebuilding that Libya is now going to need, there are vast oil spoils to distribute. The Libyan oil industry produced 1.6 million barrels a day prior to the war. The country is thought to have 46 billion barrels of reserves – the largest in Africa.
Is it any wonder Putin is going around flexing his muscles? Still, Nobody Cares about the cost of this “war”. It seems, while the natives fought on the ground for their “land” no hospitals were around to take care of the wounded. A 10 -year-old was shot in the back, and had to lay in the hospital for days…all the doctors had left.
Nobody Remembers how Obama said we were getting in for ‘humanitarian’ reasons. Uh…tell that to the hundreds of corpses lying around. Still, what’s a few bodies when you have now the biggest oil field in Africa? Very smart. Use the natives on the front lines, then go in and grab the oil. (And since they were Al-Qaeda, Nobody Thinks it’s a good plan.)
And it’s all in the plans: When you have a hurricane disaster approaching, you prepare. I mean, really, how many people can AFFORD even the gas to escape Irene? Not to mention the hotel costs, the fast food, meals, and the pets? Nope. Stay home. Unless you are right on the beach.
As Rahm Emanuel would say, “Never let a crisis go to waste.” Scare the people really good, all 65 million of them, and they will go out and buy just about everything they can lay their hands on. Stocks will soar.
Chains such as Home Depot Inc, and Wal-Mart Stores Inc., were doing brisk business on Friday, selling water, flashlights, batteries and other goods in states standing in Irene’s potential track from the Carolinas to Massachusetts.
Nobody Reports that Ben Bernanke did not have to give any more stimulus from his elite meetings in Jackson Hole.
Irene…did it for him. Now, all we need is just one more earthquake…
Nobody knows what Obama was thinking today when he made this high kick on the golf course…but I have a few hints from his caddy.
1. Damn! I hit that shot so far the earth moved…did you feel it?
2. Hey, tell Fema not to worry, I just got Jeffery Immelt to build a few more factories in China. Call Joe and tell him wrestling with that sumo guy really helped out. Tell him I want him to ride some camels, and bring the horse back…Malia wants a pony.
3. How much was in Gaddafi’s bank account? $300 billion? Well boys, I say that deserves another round. Tell Hillary I want my check, pronto.
4. Michelle is eating taco’s with the kids? Hot damn. She’ll be gone for hours. I can go hit some hoops…if you catch my meaning.
5. Maxine told the tea party to go to hell? Damn. Give that woman a raise. What? The people are mad because I’m taking a vacation and playing golf? Well, you know where they can go. What? We had an earthquake? Damn…how lucky can you get?