This is some more of my efforts to learn how to use SVG. What I have done is animated a couple off SVG ‘path’ men that move from one side of the screen to the other. ChatGPT has provided some better/corrected coding that does this also but it does not work right now. There are some bells and whistles that have also been added that I need to understand and fix to make it some working code. I’m happy with what I have managed to do with this example (It took some help from ChatGPT to get this far). A page refresh is needed if you want to see the men move again.
I left for O’Neill RV Service in Elephant Butte around 6:00 on Monday. Stopped in Socorro along the way for gas and wanted to have breakfast at El Camino but they were closed. Their website claims they are open 24/7. I think the last time I was in El Camino was in May 2013 when on my way to Albuquerque. So I went on to Truth Or Consequences and had breakfast at Johnny B’s. Arrived at O’Neill’s around 10:45 but the A/C install didn’t get started until the installers came back from lunch. They did get started on fixing the roof leak before lunch but it seems that all RV service jobs take as long as there is time available. They didn’t finish everything until after 4:00 and then it took over a half hour to give me the final bill. That caused me to arrive at the RV Park where I wanted to stay overnight some 5-10 minutes after the office had closed. I finally found an unofficial “host” that help me get checked in after hours.
Got set up with electricity plugged in and the A/C turned on. Not that I needed it at that time so much but I wanted to see how it worked. About that time it started to rain with a brief hard rain and then steady rain until the early hours on Tuesday. It had stopped by the time I got up but there were a number of small pools of standing water in the Park. I think the total rainfall was in the 0.35-0.40″ range. That was enough to test the roof leak fix which didn’t leak but not a hard rain in the 1″+ range that I need to experience without a leak to say that it has been totally fixed.
Went to Johnny B’s again for breakfast and then to Skip The Barber for a hair cut. He gave me the best hair cut that I have had in many years. He is an old school barber that is meticulous which meant that I was in the chair for around 30 minutes. He finished I paid him and started to leave and he said wait there is something I don’t like. Back in the chair for a couple more snips and he was then satisfied.
For millions of people, the ongoing economic crisis has marked the End of the World As We Know It. The “American Dream” (and ones like it) of a guaranteed job, a home, and a pension, has given way to the nightmare of unemployment, unpayable debt, depression, and uncertainty. In Survive — The Economic Collapse, Piero San Giorgio looks behind the headlines and sound bites and demonstrates that today’s economic crisis is no temporary “downturn,” nor is it simply the result of bad policies. The crisis is the beginning of the end of a global paradigm when expectations of endless economic growth and progress crash up against the reality of scarcity and limited resources.
We must consume! It has become a kind of duty. We consume and throw away. Products quickly become obsolete, out of fashion, broken, intended to be replaced rather than repaired. Into the trash with them! Packaging everywhere and for everything: into the trash!
In Europe, the amount of trash produced by each person on average in 2009 amounted to 1,150 pounds. In the U.S., the amount is double. Municipalities dealing with waste management expect to have to double their capacity between now and 2020. In Naples, Italy, in 2008, we got a spectacular lesson in what happens when trash is not collected: the city was literally submerged within a few weeks! This ought to be compared to the USSR, where there was no need to organize trash collection: the lack of consumer goods saw to that. Practically nothing got thrown out, because the least bit of trash was useful and got reused.
In the United States and the West, the myth is that of the middle class: everyone can dream of obtaining, through honest toil, a simulacrum of landed nobility, symbolized by a freestanding house with a bit of land large enough for a lawn and a parking place. Moreover, the concept of “middle class-ness” is sufficiently vague and flexible to allow persons of genuinely different social classes, having nothing in common but an automobile, to be spoken of in this same way. An automobile is an extension of the personality, a symbol of social success, of seductiveness and sexual potency, a central element of modern civilization — and only possible thanks to petroleum. Without that, the dream collapses.
Paper money eventually returns to its intrinsic value: zero. — Voltaire