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Work 4 Peace,Hold All Life Sacred,Eliminate Violence! This is my often neglected blog mostly about my travels across country in my mobile billboard truck as I attempt to engage in dialogue with people in hopes to wake us up and inspire action to change our country and communities and selves. And it is froth with my opinions, insights, analyses toward that end of holding all life sacred, dismantling the empire and eliminating violence while creating the society and life we want

Friday, September 30, 2011

Desert

It is hot as hell. The needle looms closer to the "H" as we chug uphill, or I forget and heavy-foot it to 65 mph.

In previous times, the rest stops used to have warning signs, reminding outsiders we are traveling thru the desert and water is precious, imploring us to conserve water. The toilets used to be self-composting with more signs beseeching us to shut the lids, not to throw anything but tp down the only eddy of cool air in the desert along with questionable smells and maybe flies, if travelers left the lids open.

Now the rest stops are "modern", flush toilets, sinks with running water, manicured landscapes, some with that green grass even.

Such is "progress" in the u.s.

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