Wind Power is being promoted as a major first step to a more environmentally sustainable energy future. Any criticism of this paradigm is considered as Not In My Backyard mentality, ignorance of Peak Oil or oil company propaganda.
Something called The Energy Project Vermont, "A unique partnership between ECHO/Leahy Center and Burlington City Arts with the support of the University of Vermont," is currently promoting Wind, Solar and other alternative energy solutions to the percieved environmental problems.
The logo of this project is an eternity symbol rotated 360 degrees so as to form an eight-petal flower. Banners line the UVM sidewalk along upper Main street in Burlington with wind turbines displayed prominently in the imagery. The ECHO/Leahy Center exhibition is titled "WIND: Power and Play" while the Firehouse art show is named "Human=Landscape, Aesthetics of a Carbon Constrained Future."
A short film on the second floor of the Firehouse called "The Queensbridge Wind Project" is about somone who noticed that the lights on the 59th street bridge in New York City were out due to a budget shortfall so she decided to promote installing wind turbines on top of the bridge to restore the lights. The film points out how many ugly smokestacks are in the immediate vicinity, spewing emissions -so who could possibly object to a few graceful wind turbines which would generate more than enough energy for the needed lights? The film goes on to say that this would promote similar structures in other major cities around the globe once people see it being done in NYC.
The idea being that wind not only provides essentially free energy but it looks good too. "An elegant solution" as it is said.
Official souces are informing the public at large that the world is about to suffer an impending ecological doom due to what is called Global Warming. There is some debate, some back-and-forth, over this issue but it is allowed to happen essentially to show how some people are ignorant and backwards and can't change their ways in the face of an obvious global problem.
Most people think that the government and corperate leaders lurch from one crisis to the next with little to no forethought. This could not be further from the truth. Leaders of society, be they kings, presidents or CEO's have alway had the latest and most comprehensive information at their fingertips far ahead of what the public knows. Long-term planning is their game, along with access to historical records that few are aware of.
Humanity is being guided to see the only way out of a problem,which they are manipulated to think of as reality, is to accept this new energy paradigm shift.
In 1899 H.G. Wells wrote a revealing story called "When The Sleeper Wakes." Wells was a Fabian Socialist/Rhodes Round Table/Rothschild propagandist who used what is now called science fiction to simultaneously promote and put into the public's mind the blueprint for the coming two centuries. According to Jim Keith, Wells was head of British Intelligence during WW1.
Wells used a technique called predictive programming which softens the blow of change to the public by implanting new ideas into fictional works so that people will accept what the leaders want. People will see the "New Way" as wanted or inevitable.
"When The Sleeper Wakes" is the story of a man who has been in a coma for two hundred years and when he wakes he is then shown all the different aspects of the future world. The main energy souces are wind wheels and water.
Everywhere Graham, the protagonist, goes there are these wind "vanes." People live in dense cities with moving walkways and the country side is used only for food and energy production. No one lives there, only workers operating the machines who arrive via massive highways. On every hill are the wind vanes. Water isdrained from the rivers and pulled from the sea. The most important public company is called the "Wind Vane and Waterfall Trust"
Here are some eye-opening excerpts:
..."the Wind Vane and Waterfall Trust, the great company that owned every wind wheel and waterfall in the world, which pumped all the water and supplied all the electricity that people in these latter days required."
"He saw he had come out upon the roof of the vast city structure which had replaced the miscellaneous houses, streets and open spaces of Victorian London. The place upon which he stood was level, with huge, serpentine cables lying athwart in every direction. The circular wheels of a number of windmills loomed indistinct and gigantic through the darkness and snowfall, and roared with varying loudness as the fitful wind rose and fell."
"The whole of Downs escarpment, so far as the grey haze permitted him to see, was set with wind-wheels to which the largest of the city was but a younger brother. They stirred with a stately motion before the southwest wind And here and there were patches dotted with the sheep of the British Food Trust...then came the Wealdon Heights, the line of Hindhead, Pitch Hill, and Leith Hill, with a second row of wind-wheels that seemed striving to rob the downland whirlers of their share of the breeze."
"Far away, spiked, jagged and indented by the wind vanes, the Surry Hills rose blue and faint; to the north and nearer, the sharp contours of HIghgate and Muswell Hill were similarly jagged. And all over the countryside, he knew, on every crest and hill, where once the hedges had interlaced, and cottages, churches, inns, and farmhouses had nestled among their trees, wind wheels similar to those he saw and bearing like them vast advertisements, gaunt and distinctive symbols of the New Age, cast their whirling shadows and stored incessantly the energy that flowed away incessantly through all the arteries of the city. And underneath these wandered the countless flocks of the British Food Trust with their lonely guards and keepers.
Not a familiar outline anywhere broke the cluster of gigantic shapes below...The Thames, too, made no fall and gleam of silver to break the wilderness of the city; the thirsty water mains drank up every drop of its waters before they reached the walls. Its bed and estuary, scoured and sunken, was now a canal of sea water."
In a similar tale called " A Story of the Days to Come" Wells elaborates:
"...each went to the appointed work. Denton's was to mind a complicated hydraulic press that seemed almost an intelligent thing. This press worked by the sea-water that was destined finally to flush the city drains-for the world had long since abandoned the folly of pouring drinkable water into its sewers. This water was brought close to the eastward edge of the city by a huge canal, and then raised by an enormous battery of pumps onto resevoirs at a level of four hundred feet above the sea, from which it spread by a billion arterial branches over the city. Thence it poured down, cleansing, sluicing, working machinery of all sorts, through an infinite variety of capillary channels into the great drains, the cloacae maximae, and so carried the sewage out to the agricultural areas that surrounded London."
In "When The Sleeper Wakes" Wells describes who is in control and how they came to power. He is decribing reality, not fiction:
"His Japanese attendant, Asano, in expounding the political history of the intervening two centuries, drew an apt image from a seed eaten by insect parasites. First there is the original seed, ripening vigorously enough. And then comes some insect and lays an egg under the skin, and behold! in a little while the seed is a hollow shape with an active grub inside that has eaten out its substance. And then comes some secondary parasite , some ichneumon fly, and lays an egg within this grub, and behold! that, too, is a hollow shape, and the living thing inside its predecessor's skin which itself is snug within the seed coat. And the seed coat still keeps its shape, most people think it a seed still, and for all one knows it may still think itself a seed, vigourous and alive.
'Your Victorian kingdom' said Asano, ' was like that-kingship with its heart eaten out.' The landowners-the barons and gentry-began ages ago with King John; there were lapses, but they beheaded King Charles, and ended practically with King George, a mere husk of a king...the real power in the hands of their parliament. But the Parliament-the organ of the land-holding tenant-ruling gentry-did not keep its power long.
The change had already come in the nineteenth century. The franchises had been broadened until it incuded masses of ignorant men, "urban myriads" who went in their featureless thousands to vote together. And the natural consequence of a swarming constituency is the rule of the party organization.
Power was passing even in the Victorian time to the party machinery, secret, complex, and corrupt. Very speedily power was in the hands of great men of business who financed the machines. A time came when the real power and interest of the Empire rested visibly between the two party councils, ruling by newspapers and electoral organizations-two small groups of rich and able men, working at first in opposition, then presently together."
And then this, which is very important:
"There was a reaction of a genteel ineffectual sort. There were numberless books in existence, Asano said, to prove that-the publication of some of them was as early as Graham's sleep-a whole liturature or reaction in fact. The party of the reaction seems to have locked itself into its study and rebelled with unflinching determination-on paper. The urgent necessity of either capturing or depriving the party councils of power is a commen suggestion underlying all the thoughtful work of the early twentieth century, in both America and England, though both countries drove the same way.
That counter-revolution never came. It could never organise and keep pure. There was not enough of the old sentimentality, the old faith in righteousness, left among men. Any organisation that became big enough to influence the polls became complex enough to be undermined, broken up, or bought outright by capable rich men."
In "Days to Come" everybody works for The Labor Company, once called The Salvation Army(!!):
"The Labour Company had originally been a charitable organization; its aim was to supply food, shelter, and work to all comers. This it was bound to do by the conditions of its incorperation, and was also bound to supply food and shelter and medical attendance to all incapable of work who chose to demand its aid. In exchange these incapables paid labour notes, which they had to redeem upon recovery. They signed these labour notes with Thumb-Marks, which were photographed and indexed in such a way that this world-wide Labour Company could identify any of its two or three hundred million clients at the cost of an hour's inquiry. The day's labour was defined as two spells in a treadmill used for generating electrical force, or its equivalent, and its due performance could be enforced by law. In practice the Labour company found it advisable to add to its statutory obligations of food and shelter a few pence a day as an inducement to effort; and its enterprise had not only abolished pauperisation altogether, but supplied practically all but the highest and most responsible labour throughout the world. Nearly a third of the population of the world were its serfs and debtors from the cradle to the grave.
In this practical, unsentimental way the problem of the unemployed had been most satisfactorily met and overcome. No one starved in the public ways, and no rags, no costume less sanitary and sufficient than the Labour Company's hygenic but inelegant blue canvas, pained the eye throughout the whole world. It was the constant theme of the phonographic newspapers how much the world had progressed since nineteenth century days, when the bodies of those killed by the vehicular traffic or dead of starvation, were, they alleged, a common feature in all the busier streets."
There are "solutions" and alternatives to the problems and negative direction humanity is headed but the first step out of the box is to realise that it was never our real choice to come to where we are now, and in fact that we have been tricked into thinking and acting the way our controllers want all along.
Green businesses are promoted as the way of the future and in Vermont these Wind Energy companies are setting up shop for the long-term. They know which way the Elite Wind blows- it is in their favor and to the detriment of humanity.
For the time being it seems we are sadly headed for the future described by H.G. Wells...
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