[~Candy~]

Hey LAN, he's pm'd me. He indicated he's not cutting and pasting. So, I'm going to go with that until otherwise proven wrong

[Stoner]

Originally Posted by LANMaster

worknfool ..... take heed to ACACandy's last few posts in this thread.

Looks like his own writing.....what am I missing?

[Stoner]

Originally Posted by AcaCandy

Hey LAN, he's pm'd me. He indicated he's not cutting and pasting. So, I'm going to go with that until otherwise proven wrong

Didn't mean to post on top of you AC

[~Candy~]

No worries, Jack. Someone "suggested" it may be copy and paste. We were just looking into it

Carry on waywards

[buffoon]

When my grandfather went to school, some teacher made the prognosis
that by the 60s of the last century we in the cities would all be drowning in horsesh.., unless the automobile be developed further (tram cars, any sort of goods transport were drawn by horses then).
As it turns out the teacher was right, despite (or because) car industry having gone to where it has.

[LANMaster]

Originally Posted by AcaCandy

Hey LAN, he's pm'd me. He indicated he's not cutting and pasting. So, I'm going to go with that until otherwise proven wrong

Cool.

[worknfool]

Sorry, for all of my blather I guess I never did answer your questions.

Dwight D. Eisenhower Elementary School, 1960's, we still had nuke drills, but by the 4th grade ecology was part of our science and social studies curriculum.

We would go to school and learn about all of the horrible things that our parents and grandparents had done to poison the world, and that we were going to be the ones that got stuck cleaning it all up.

I grew up in southwestern Pa. during a time when the last of the old line steel makers were in their final death spiral.

Pictures of Pittsburgh just 40 years before showing streetlights and auto headlamps burning at noon to see through the fly ash were very prominently featured.

The man made mountains of slag from the steel mills and the partially overgrown remnants of abandoned strip mines were land marks through out the region.

While most parts of the country dealt with winter snow and ice by plowing and salting, most of our area just packed down what they didn't have the time or money to plow, and spread cinders and ash from the coke ovens and mills for traction.

Winter time in the area didn't conjure up images of anything white, just black soot and ash. Our 7th grade science teacher took us out to the side of the road to take samples of the crud that accumulated and eventually washed into the surrounding streams and waterways.

What we couldn't separate and identify on our own she had sent to Penn State for analysis. Weeks later a grad student showed up and we had an assembly for the entire school to review the findings.

Heavy metals and acidic compounds were being spread all over our streets and roads and further poisoning our land and water.

The local governments were helping the steel companies out by getting rid of these huge piles of crud that they had no plan for dealing with.

My Boy Scout troop cleaned up trash in local streams and did fund raisers to buy fingerling brown trout to restock dead streams. We spent several weekends a year camping and planting trees on old strip mine sites in the surrounding Allegheny mountains.

Paper drives, glass, plastic, aluminum and steel recycling were all an economic necessity because our township charged for solid waste disposal by the bag. Vegetable gardens were common and just about everyone on our street had a compost pile in their back yard.

By 1969, we had a student teacher who helped us organize a sit in to protest the fact that our school was burning its trash in an incinerator on site.

My 8th grade science course was called Environmental Science and we regularly pulled research and study projects out of Mother Earth News, (wind turbines, worm farms, compost heat generators,etc.).

We had a history teacher who encouraged us to volunteer for McGovern, 'cuz he didn't hate the earth the way Nixon and the evil Republicans did.

My parents were both young, and nontenured, college professors who thought this was all great. Especially since they were the only people in the community that drove a V.W. and hated Nixon, and I do mean hate.

My father actually laminated his picture to the bottom of a toilet seat lid in his office so that he could...well you get the picture. My parents were two of only about twenty McGovern supporters in our entire community.

I left there when I was 14 and hitch hiked to Baltimore, 'cuz independence and poverty looked more appealing than middle class comforts and parents telling me what to do. The culture shock of Baltimore was quite surreal...but a different story.

I've no doubt that my fortunes were great being exposed to the depth and breadth of experiences that I was, particularly the early education that I received.

I don't know how unusual my circumstances were, but I'm sure my teachers weren't the only ones coming out of college in the 60's that felt compelled to motivate their students with their idealistic visions.

[~Candy~]

Where at in PA?

Go STEELERS tonight

[worknfool]

Mom was at Pitt, Dad taught at CMU. Originally lived in Bethel Park, then Upper St. Clair (not to be confused with Lower St. Clair), then Dad moved to Squirrel Hill after I was gone off to B'more.

Here's a strange weird coinc., since you obviously appreciate quality and excellence in franchised brutality;

-Sometime around 4th-5th grade a new kid moves in up the street, from B'more. Transfers were common in that area but he was real quiet about his dad's job. Turns out his dad used to be a backfield coach or some such for the Colts, till the Steelers offered him a job.

The Steelers had sucked so bad for so long, no one really gave a crap that his dad turned out to be their new head coach. That is until he started draftin'.

The 'burgh wasn't exactly a melting pot of ethnic liberality in the 60's & 70's, and much like the igle fans on the other end of the state, they loved their team as much for their mediocrity as the fact that they were theirs.

Well new coach drafted a 2nd round golden boy All American QB from Notre Dame, Terry Hanratty, who had grown up in the area. This made coach many friends. He soon replaced him though with a big blonde, not to suave bayou hick also named Terry and made heap big, many enemies.

The worst though had to be his drafting of a huge hulking black defensive linemenwith the 4th pick in the draft. Ya just didn't do that in '69, especially for a defensive lineman, and super especialy a black guy...from Texas no less.

Steelers went somethin' like 1-13 that year. Coach got to replace his mail box every week and some kind neighbors used to deposit large piles of recylables and potential compost on his front yard after every game.

Coach was Noll, bayou was Bradshaw and of course the lineman was Joe Greene. Hanratty used to throw to us kids in the neighborhood and I swear to this day that the reason he didn't stick and Bradshaw did was 'cuz he threw the ball so g.d. hard nobody could catch it.

Went to church w/ Frank Lewis and Andy Russell married my science teacher. My dad, academic social retard who wouldn't know a football from a golf ball, years ago got a citation for shooting his target pistol on his farm up near Kittanning. Turns out the ranger that wrote him up was a retired linebacker from the Steelers, Jack Lambert.

Different times and different people. Met a lot of the old Colts here in B'more and it's the same way with them, just real ordinary guys that were lucky enough to get paid to play a kids game. Used to date Artie Donovan's secretary...he's just straight nuts. Played ball with Ordell Braise and Johnny U's sons.

The Pittsburgh Steeler Fan Club of Baltimore is pretty crazed as well. Couple thousand members. Used to be we outnumbered the local fans when the Clowns first moved here. Ravens are tough now though and have quite a solid following. We watch games at local joints owned by expatriot 'burghers.

Steeler score they play polka music and there's always polish sausage on the grill out back, and unfortunately Old Frothingslosh (aka Iron City) on tap?! O.F. was the pale stale ale with the foam on the bottom, brewed fresh from the waters of the Monongahela,...ug!

Why does everyone that doesn't love the Steelers hate 'em so much?
I'm guess'n you spent some time there?

[Gabriel]

Originally Posted by worknfool

Sorry, for all of my blather I guess I never did answer your questions.

Dwight D. Eisenhower Elementary School, 1960's, we still had nuke drills, but by the 4th grade ecology was part of our science and social studies curriculum.

We would go to school and learn about all of the horrible things that our parents and grandparents had done to poison the world, and that we were going to be the ones that got stuck cleaning it all up.

I grew up in southwestern Pa. during a time when the last of the old line steel makers were in their final death spiral.

Pictures of Pittsburgh just 40 years before showing streetlights and auto headlamps burning at noon to see through the fly ash were very prominently featured.

The man made mountains of slag from the steel mills and the partially overgrown remnants of abandoned strip mines were land marks through out the region.

While most parts of the country dealt with winter snow and ice by plowing and salting, most of our area just packed down what they didn't have the time or money to plow, and spread cinders and ash from the coke ovens and mills for traction.

Winter time in the area didn't conjure up images of anything white, just black soot and ash. Our 7th grade science teacher took us out to the side of the road to take samples of the crud that accumulated and eventually washed into the surrounding streams and waterways.

What we couldn't separate and identify on our own she had sent to Penn State for analysis. Weeks later a grad student showed up and we had an assembly for the entire school to review the findings.

Heavy metals and acidic compounds were being spread all over our streets and roads and further poisoning our land and water.

The local governments were helping the steel companies out by getting rid of these huge piles of crud that they had no plan for dealing with.

My Boy Scout troop cleaned up trash in local streams and did fund raisers to buy fingerling brown trout to restock dead streams. We spent several weekends a year camping and planting trees on old strip mine sites in the surrounding Allegheny mountains.

Paper drives, glass, plastic, aluminum and steel recycling were all an economic necessity because our township charged for solid waste disposal by the bag. Vegetable gardens were common and just about everyone on our street had a compost pile in their back yard.

By 1969, we had a student teacher who helped us organize a sit in to protest the fact that our school was burning its trash in an incinerator on site.

My 8th grade science course was called Environmental Science and we regularly pulled research and study projects out of Mother Earth News, (wind turbines, worm farms, compost heat generators,etc.).

We had a history teacher who encouraged us to volunteer for McGovern, 'cuz he didn't hate the earth the way Nixon and the evil Republicans did.

My parents were both young, and nontenured, college professors who thought this was all great. Especially since they were the only people in the community that drove a V.W. and hated Nixon, and I do mean hate.

My father actually laminated his picture to the bottom of a toilet seat lid in his office so that he could...well you get the picture. My parents were two of only about twenty McGovern supporters in our entire community.

I left there when I was 14 and hitch hiked to Baltimore, 'cuz independence and poverty looked more appealing than middle class comforts and parents telling me what to do. The culture shock of Baltimore was quite surreal...but a different story.

I've no doubt that my fortunes were great being exposed to the depth and breadth of experiences that I was, particularly the early education that I received.

I don't know how unusual my circumstances were, but I'm sure my teachers weren't the only ones coming out of college in the 60's that felt compelled to motivate their students with their idealistic visions.

I am getting dizzy here...are you for or against teaching about environmental science and concerns

[worknfool]

sorry - definitely for

[Gabriel]

Originally Posted by worknfool

sorry - definitely for

Thank-you....

There are a few people here from your corner of the world (Pittsburgh area)...I am from Highland Park...so am familiar with CMU, and your side of town.
Your profile is awesome....I can see that the benefits of what you were exposed to as a youth (and probably further down the road as education) paid off in a very realistic way.

[lotuseclat79]

What is really happening to the Greenland icecap?

The Greenland ice cap has been a focal point of recent climate change research because it is much more exposed to immediate global warming than the larger Antarctic ice sheet. Yet while the southern Greenland ice cap has been melting, it is still not clear how much this is contributing to rising sea levels, and much further research is needed. A framework for such research was defined at a recent workshop organised by the European Science Foundation (ESF).

-- Tom

[worknfool]

Saw somethin' cool on Discovery the other night. Nat.Geo. and several Scandinavian countries have been working on a variety of radiant reflective geotextiles that they're trying to cover the glaciers with. Some of these are already being used successfully in the Alps apparently.

Pretty wild stuff when you consider the hurricane force winds and ice storms that they regularly suffer across the cap.

The scary part about the glacier melts was that large puddles begin to form, we're talkin' miles across, that have large crevaces at their bottom.

Melting water gradually works its way down until it reaches the underlying ground and it then begins to run across the bottom of the glacier.

This not only accelerates the melting of the glacier but also works as a slip sheet to increase the movement of the ice toward the sea.

Ultimately the bottom of the puddle blows out and a huge flush of melt washes out the bottom of the ice. I seem to recall that a big part of the melt puddle issue was specific to Greenland.

[worknfool]

Originally Posted by lotuseclat79

What is really happening to the Greenland icecap?

The Greenland ice cap has been a focal point of recent climate change research because it is much more exposed to immediate global warming than the larger Antarctic ice sheet. Yet while the southern Greenland ice cap has been melting, it is still not clear how much this is contributing to rising sea levels, and much further research is needed. A framework for such research was defined at a recent workshop organised by the European Science Foundation (ESF).

-- Tom

Don't know your age group so I'm not sure how relevant this may be to ya (I can remember taking summer classes there when CMU was still Carnegie Tech). I always thought the 'burgh got short changed. Lots of really cool things to see and do and an amazingly rich cultural tradition. Just tough to try and make a livin' there.

Pittsburgh Symphony, Heinz Hall, Carnegie Museum, Science Center, Laurel Highlands, the Inclines, Syria Mosque (I think it's gone now), Permanti Bros., the trolleys, Hoagies, Kielbasi, the Buggy Races, Kennywood, the parks - pools and skating rinks...CMU used to have a Tartan Band that had something like 40 bag pipers. I'm not a Scott but 40 pipers will put some serious goose bumps on ya.

I've been all over the country and seen a good bit of the world, but I always enjoy going back to Pittsburgh. Real friendly, genuine people. (Love the roads...not). Can't say much for B'more except that its always been easy to make a living down here. Too close to D.C. and the city is completely insane.

Were it not for the world class hospitals, Hopkins - Shock Trauma -et al, they'd have twice the murders per capita of the next closest pretender to the crown. The bay is beautiful, except for what they've done to it.

Just in my life time I've seen some of the most ridiculous resource mismanagement in the country result in the near total destruction of one of the eastern seaboards greatest treasures.

Democrats have owned this state for generations and yet none of them have the balls to do what they should to really save the bay 'cuz the pandering scoundrels are afraid to piss off anybody.

The crabs, oysters and rock fish have been fished and polluted almost to death, but they won't stop it 'cuz they say Virginia won't. Idiots!

The wetlands and marsh grasses are still receding every year from nitrate overload. Can't stop that 'cuz every body needs real green lawns and the chicken farmers on the shore might complain if you made 'em stop polluting. It is absolutely nuts!

Manufacturing jobs have been leaving the area for decades. Instead of replacing them with something more appropriate they whore themselves to huge polluters like R.W. Grace and Beth Steel to try a save a few jobs short term.

Meanwhile the polluters get to donate some of their brown fields that belong on the Super Fund clean up list, to the local jurisdictions for a tax credit.

Paint manufacturing used to be huge around here, partially due to transportation and partially 'cuz the bay made a nice toilet for flushing their settlement ponds.

You can still drive down the interstate on the southeast side of town and see ponds of several acres in size, filled with titanium dioxide sludge, within a football field of the bay. Guess what happens when we get hit with hurricane flood tides, since these ponds are only a few feet above sea level to start with.

The people here don't seem to really appreciate anything. I actually had some woman's boy friend fetch his gun 'cuz I picked up a candy wrapper, that she had thrown on the ground, and handed it back to her with the comment "I think you dropped this".

Tried to stop a guy changing his car's oil on the street from pouring it down the storm drain. Ended up with lots of rocks and racial epitaphs comin' my way and the police getting involved. The city cops acted like I was the crazy one for saying something to the guy in the 1st place.

Did I say crazy? Maybe I understated...
Sorry for the manic posts. If it's something I care enough to comment on then it's usually somethin' I'm passionate about.