A calling ...

"We are called to be architects of the future, not its victims."

"Make the world work for 100% of humanity in the shortest possible time through spontaneous cooperation without ecological offense or the disadvantage of anyone."

- Buckminster Fuller

Saturday, April 8, 2023

Substack?



My new Substack

My lifelong dream has always been to be a writer. I earned a BA in English from Georgetown University in 1985, but knew I had not really lived and had little to say. Plus, all I cared about was getting a job. Since high school, I kept hearing from my father about a 100% employee-owned company called Allied Plywood Corporation and how much money truckdrivers and salespeople were making. Bob Shaw, the president of Allied Plywood was at our house at a meeting of the Center For Economic and Social Justice. I asked for the job. Nearly 16 years later, with an ESOP account balance of over $100,000, I handed in my keys and pager. Now I'm an educator.

Prior to the 2016 presidential election, I began to post on Twitter about my opinions about a person to whom I now only refer as the former guy (TFG). Having followed the Wall Street Journal's reporting on Russia's Invasion of Crimea, TFG's pro-Putin set off alarm bells for me. His hate rallies drew obvious parallels to Hitler. My posts alluded to Shakespearian tragedies such as MacBeth, Hamlet, and King Lear, plus Homer, Dante, and Milton, the Bible, and whatever other references popped into my imagine. My sarcasm and tragic vision of what was happening to America resonated with some people, who encouraged me by feeding me information about the extent of TFG's criminal enterprise. Since I considered TFG an existential threat, I viewed posting on Twitter and Resisting a moral obligation throughout TFG's regime.

Politics, something I had always hated, became a necessary evil. I supported Joe Biden as a viable opponent when he was down in the polls, and as many down ballot Democrats as my credit card could handle, particularly opponents of the most repulsive MAGAts. My guiding principle: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. That energy worked through the 2022 mid-terms, but I was exhausted, and felt I could relax a little.

After Elon moved on Twitter like a b!tch, I was done with Twitter, which really suck#d, because I was having nice conversations with Sports Talk Radio personalities. Matt Taibbi leaving Twitter brought me to Substack.

Saturday, April 1, 2023

Benny Booch Reboot


I needed a break from the cycle at the start of the school year, so I let a full barrel of booch evaporate to about a fourth. Surprisingly, no mold.

I dumped the barrel in the woods and started fresh. I used cleaning tablets purchased from Kombucha Kamp, and ordered fresh scobies with starter tea.

Here's a great resource: "The Big Book of Kombucha: Brewing, Flavoring, and Enjoying the Health Benefits of Fermented Tea" by Hannah Crum, Alex LaGory, Sandor Ellix Katz.

Start reading it for free: The Big Book

Before my reboot, I skimmed The Big Book. Based on the schedule provided, I realized that I needed to add fresh sweet tea to my booch barrel every two weeks. The result: less "vinegar" odor.

I now stir the barrel and no longer filter the booch harvest before the secondary fermentation. The result: fizzier booch.

My flavoring and secondary fermentation strategies have also improved. To cut costs, I'm moving away from the fresh pressed juiced to freeze dried extracts. Also, apple juice is way cheaper and easier to get than blueberry juice.

My latest batch of Benny Booch is smooth, surprising, and reflects vastly improved technique