Before the election in 2008, a rather shocking video of Obama talking to his good friends in San Francisco surfaced. Candidate Obama told the crowd that his goal was to make generating electricity at coal fired plants so expensive that it would bankrupt those companies that tried. I guess that was part of the fundamental change that Obama promised. Back in that magical period of Obama ascendancy, Americans heard what Obama said about eliminating coal generated electricity and just smiled as if they knew a herd of Obama’s unicorns would turn the generators that power our country.
We now see, after nearly three years of fundamental change that Obama, through the EPA is making good on his promise. Of course the WON would have preferred to have accomplished the job with a massive greenhouse gas tax scheme passed by congress, but the tea party ripped his Democrats a new orifice and so we are seeing the job done through new rules and regs from the EPA. Just a little further shredding of the Constitution, no big deal really.
Here in my home state of Texas, we are in the midst of the worst hot weather summer of my 60 years. Day after day of plus 100 degree temps has greatly stressed the electric generating capacity of the utility companies. They haven’t built a coal-fired plant in Texas in forever and it would seem those kajillion windmill generators in west Texas don’t have enough capacity to get the job done.
ERCOT, the misnamed Electric Reliability Council of Texas warns constantly of the possibility of rolling black-outs. They keep telling us we must conserve energy. That darn high pressure system parked over the state that is driving the high temps also means light winds and those windmills need to be really humming right now to keep up. So, the short term solution has been to bring some mothballed plants back on line. Four old natural gas-fired plants are coming back to life with the help of retired plant personnel called back to get Texas through this hot spell. It just fills one with confidence for the future, doesn’t it? Heck, I’m still trying to pay for the repairs to my pool equipment caused by the rolling blackouts during the cold snap last February.
Don’t you hate what is happening to this country? Obama’s statist policies are killing the world’s last, best hope. The whole shooting match is seizing up and grinding to a halt. The banks will not lend, companies will not take a risk with their capital and now even the lights are in danger of going out. Did I read about something like this somewhere? Shrug, my memory is getting bad.
There were not many lights on the earth below. The countryside was an empty black sheet, with a few occasional flickers in the windows of some government structures, and the trembling glow of candles in the windows of thriftless homes. Most of the rural population had long since been reduced to the life of those ages when artificial light was an exorbitant luxury, and a sunset put an end to human activity. The towns were like scattered puddles, left behind by a receding tide, still holding some precious drops of electricity, but dying out in a desert of rations, quotas, controls and power conservation rules.
But when the place that had once been the source of the tide–New York city–rose in the distance before them, it was still extending its lights to the sky, still defying the primordial darkness, almost as if, in an ultimate effort, in a final appeal for help, it was now stretching its arms to the plane that was crossing its sky. –snip–
Looking down, they could see the last convulsions: the lights of the cars were darting through the streets, like animals trapped in a maze, frantically seeking an exit, the bridges were jammed with cars, the approaches to the bridges were veins of massed headlights, glittering bottlenecks stopping all motion, and the desperate screaming of sirens reached faintly to the height of the plane. –snip–
The plane was above the peaks fo the skyscrapers when suddenly, with the abruptness of a shudder, as if the ground had parted to engulf it, the city disappeared from the face of the earth. It took them a moment to realize that the panic had reached the power stations— and the lights of New York had gone out. –Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged