An early answer to my stated hopes that Fukushima will signal that nuclear generation of electricity has reached its "high water mark" (groan...).  After 60+ years running the state of Baden-Wuerttemberg, the Christian-Democrats (there's an  oxymoron...) are to be replaced by....wait for it... TEH GREENS.

Shorter Fukashima: Shit Happens.

 Dual cautionary tidbits from Japan give rise in me to an unattractive satisfaction.

We learn that the Japanese government is expanding the evacuation zone around Fukashima, and are separately informed that a long vertical crack in one reactor vessel has been identified, probably signaling that cooling water sprayed in will become radioactive water leaking out.

Before hurling (insults) at my inhumanity, let me ask you to pause to learn of my underlying thinking.

I am surely not the only dagger who owes his soul to the late. deeply lamented, Augustus Owsley Stanley III.  If you loved the orange sunshine, if you bathed in purple haze, if you remember blue cheer, pause and grieve.

Simply the finest. acid. ever.

Taken from us by an auto accident (people don't kill people, cars kill people) at the age of 76, in the cultural history of the last century he will surely have his own full chapter.

On behalf of the Visigoth Wrecking & Demolition Company (celebrating 14 centuries of deconstucting antiquity last August 24) in my capacity as pretender to the Visigoth throne, I am placing a socio/cutural/econo/political/ethical problem before Our Genial Host.

First, let me point out, that it is evident, from the following wikipedia exerpt, that Our Genial Host did not take his name unadvisedly.: