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		<title>By: warwak</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-174779</link>
		<dc:creator>warwak</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2007 07:55:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Make the connections


12 Oct. 2007
Williams Bay, Wisconsin
Author - K. West


Dave Warwak received a strong warning today from his hometown police.

The warning came in response to complaints from parents and teachers who were in attendance at the town's annual homecoming parade.

Accompanied by his dog, Warwak allegedly entered the parade and passed out small cards to children.

Police stopped Warwak, escorted him home and instructed him to “stay away from the town’s children”.

At particular issue with police was Warwak telling children, Santa Claus is not real.

The card’s front reads:
Remember the Santa Claus lie?
One lie is so bad, some people prefer to keep it hidden.
So hidden, some never find out!
Do you want to live a lie?

The back reads:
Go to your favorite search engine.
Look-up “Factory Farming” Look-up “Vegan”
“Naming a rock, a banana, does not make it food”

A teacher of ten years in Illinois, Warwak was recently fired for his vegan views. Warwak filed an appeal in response to his termination. No date has been set.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Make the connections</p>
<p>12 Oct. 2007<br />
Williams Bay, Wisconsin<br />
Author - K. West</p>
<p>Dave Warwak received a strong warning today from his hometown police.</p>
<p>The warning came in response to complaints from parents and teachers who were in attendance at the town&#8217;s annual homecoming parade.</p>
<p>Accompanied by his dog, Warwak allegedly entered the parade and passed out small cards to children.</p>
<p>Police stopped Warwak, escorted him home and instructed him to “stay away from the town’s children”.</p>
<p>At particular issue with police was Warwak telling children, Santa Claus is not real.</p>
<p>The card’s front reads:<br />
Remember the Santa Claus lie?<br />
One lie is so bad, some people prefer to keep it hidden.<br />
So hidden, some never find out!<br />
Do you want to live a lie?</p>
<p>The back reads:<br />
Go to your favorite search engine.<br />
Look-up “Factory Farming” Look-up “Vegan”<br />
“Naming a rock, a banana, does not make it food”</p>
<p>A teacher of ten years in Illinois, Warwak was recently fired for his vegan views. Warwak filed an appeal in response to his termination. No date has been set.</p>
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		<title>By: karasu</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-17705</link>
		<dc:creator>karasu</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 16:28:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-17705</guid>
		<description>I live in the southwest, and am frankly extremely nervous about it. It's already a furnace out here - Global Warming can only make things worse. We're in at least a 10-year drought with no end in sight. We're sucking up all the water like crazy, killing the mighty Colorado River, and still this place is booming like you wouldn't believe - people are moving here in droves. When it "all comes down," I can't imagine how this place will be livable. I want out, but we'll never leave as long as my husband has a sweet-paying job here. *sigh* I hope the apocalypse waits until my kid is in college.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I live in the southwest, and am frankly extremely nervous about it. It&#8217;s already a furnace out here - Global Warming can only make things worse. We&#8217;re in at least a 10-year drought with no end in sight. We&#8217;re sucking up all the water like crazy, killing the mighty Colorado River, and still this place is booming like you wouldn&#8217;t believe - people are moving here in droves. When it &#8220;all comes down,&#8221; I can&#8217;t imagine how this place will be livable. I want out, but we&#8217;ll never leave as long as my husband has a sweet-paying job here. *sigh* I hope the apocalypse waits until my kid is in college.</p>
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		<title>By: Dodos</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15596</link>
		<dc:creator>Dodos</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 06:18:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15596</guid>
		<description>I live in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, and we are having a serious rash of forest fires in the north, all across the west. We are getting milder than normal winters, wetter springs, and drier summers. People are getting evacuated from their homes, having their houses destroyed by floods, and farmers are losing their shirts as much of our land in the NE is too soggy to plant in. But people still don't want to speak about global warming and climate change. Instead, they want to start exploiting our oil sands, just like Alberta to the west because we don't believe that our province is developed to its full economic potential. 

Maybe in the end, we just get what we deserve?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I live in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, and we are having a serious rash of forest fires in the north, all across the west. We are getting milder than normal winters, wetter springs, and drier summers. People are getting evacuated from their homes, having their houses destroyed by floods, and farmers are losing their shirts as much of our land in the NE is too soggy to plant in. But people still don&#8217;t want to speak about global warming and climate change. Instead, they want to start exploiting our oil sands, just like Alberta to the west because we don&#8217;t believe that our province is developed to its full economic potential. </p>
<p>Maybe in the end, we just get what we deserve?</p>
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		<title>By: Vicky</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15180</link>
		<dc:creator>Vicky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 01:45:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15180</guid>
		<description>I know what you mean about missing snow.  I moved from Maryland to Florida in 1998.  I never thought I would miss snow, but I do.  Another thing I miss is fireflies.  When I was a kid, we would catch them and put them in jars with holes in the lids.  My kids have never seen snow.  They've never seen a field at dusk lit up with hundreds of tiny lights.  Mosquitos just don't have the same charm.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know what you mean about missing snow.  I moved from Maryland to Florida in 1998.  I never thought I would miss snow, but I do.  Another thing I miss is fireflies.  When I was a kid, we would catch them and put them in jars with holes in the lids.  My kids have never seen snow.  They&#8217;ve never seen a field at dusk lit up with hundreds of tiny lights.  Mosquitos just don&#8217;t have the same charm.</p>
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		<title>By: Rick Larson</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15173</link>
		<dc:creator>Rick Larson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 01:17:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15173</guid>
		<description>Don't be scared, what is at risk is civilization, and you'll know what to do should the Earth decide to end it.

On this hard rain, it reminds me of a break in my garage's  gutter system, where the soil has been pounded to sand. This may be the fate of all these farm fields.  Ironic to think of hard rain causing desert conditions.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Don&#8217;t be scared, what is at risk is civilization, and you&#8217;ll know what to do should the Earth decide to end it.</p>
<p>On this hard rain, it reminds me of a break in my garage&#8217;s  gutter system, where the soil has been pounded to sand. This may be the fate of all these farm fields.  Ironic to think of hard rain causing desert conditions.</p>
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		<title>By: JCamasto</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15087</link>
		<dc:creator>JCamasto</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jun 2006 21:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15087</guid>
		<description>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/You%27ll_Never_Walk_Alone_%28song%29" rel="nofollow"&gt;You'll Never Walk Alone&lt;/a&gt;

"When you walk through a storm hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll Never Walk Alone,
You'll Never Walk Alone."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/You%27ll_Never_Walk_Alone_%28song%29" rel="nofollow">You&#8217;ll Never Walk Alone</a></p>
<p>&#8220;When you walk through a storm hold your head up high<br />
And don&#8217;t be afraid of the dark.<br />
At the end of a storm is a golden sky<br />
And the sweet silver song of a lark.<br />
Walk on through the wind,<br />
Walk on through the rain,<br />
Tho&#8217; your dreams be tossed and blown.<br />
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart<br />
And you&#8217;ll Never Walk Alone,<br />
You&#8217;ll Never Walk Alone.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Jason Godesky</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15085</link>
		<dc:creator>Jason Godesky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jun 2006 20:32:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15085</guid>
		<description>Whichever way it goes, the answer remains the same: humans are very good at walkng. :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whichever way it goes, the answer remains the same: humans are very good at walkng. <img src='http://anthropik.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: Giulianna Lamanna</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15084</link>
		<dc:creator>Giulianna Lamanna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jun 2006 20:32:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15084</guid>
		<description>I was thinking of that, actually! But with the melting of Siberia's permafrost, it's more likely that Europe will go into a brief ice age, the globe will continue warming, the ice age will end, and it'll just keep warming some more.

Either way, that'll only effect Europe, won't it? It seems like North America will just keep getting hotter and wetter until Pittsburgh becomes a jungle.

Amusingly enough, I'd be better-prepared for heat than cold. Probably our African ancestry and all... we're more used to it. But that's what makes temperate zones so unspeakably wonderful: you get a little taste of everything, and nothing's too extreme. (Usually.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was thinking of that, actually! But with the melting of Siberia&#8217;s permafrost, it&#8217;s more likely that Europe will go into a brief ice age, the globe will continue warming, the ice age will end, and it&#8217;ll just keep warming some more.</p>
<p>Either way, that&#8217;ll only effect Europe, won&#8217;t it? It seems like North America will just keep getting hotter and wetter until Pittsburgh becomes a jungle.</p>
<p>Amusingly enough, I&#8217;d be better-prepared for heat than cold. Probably our African ancestry and all&#8230; we&#8217;re more used to it. But that&#8217;s what makes temperate zones so unspeakably wonderful: you get a little taste of everything, and nothing&#8217;s too extreme. (Usually.)</p>
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		<title>By: Janene</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15083</link>
		<dc:creator>Janene</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jun 2006 20:12:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15083</guid>
		<description>Hey --

Don't write off the white stuff just yet.

Just today, I ran across &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-sci-greenland25jun25,0,5155866.story?page=1&#38;coll=la-home-nation" rel="nofollow"&gt;an article about the ongoing research on the Greenland Ice Sheet&lt;/a&gt; and they have discovered that it is melting at massively accelerating rates, causing a lubricant-like effect on the glacier as it moves across the land mass.

Key point is that if it continues to accelerate this way, the whole damn ice sheet could 'suddenly' break up and out into the atlantic.... which is &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; the kind of event that could shut down the Mid-Atlantic Conveyor and tip us into a new Glacial Period.

So the question is... are you covered if climate goes the &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; way? ;-)

Janene</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey &#8211;</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t write off the white stuff just yet.</p>
<p>Just today, I ran across <a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-sci-greenland25jun25,0,5155866.story?page=1&amp;coll=la-home-nation" rel="nofollow">an article about the ongoing research on the Greenland Ice Sheet</a> and they have discovered that it is melting at massively accelerating rates, causing a lubricant-like effect on the glacier as it moves across the land mass.</p>
<p>Key point is that if it continues to accelerate this way, the whole damn ice sheet could &#8217;suddenly&#8217; break up and out into the atlantic&#8230;. which is <i>exactly</i> the kind of event that could shut down the Mid-Atlantic Conveyor and tip us into a new Glacial Period.</p>
<p>So the question is&#8230; are you covered if climate goes the <i>other</i> way? <img src='http://anthropik.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Janene</p>
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		<title>By: valhallan</title>
		<link>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15081</link>
		<dc:creator>valhallan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jun 2006 19:58:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://anthropik.com/2006/06/dont-rain-on-my-parade/#comment-15081</guid>
		<description>I hear you about the NE autumn.  My wife and I went up to Maine for our honeymoon last year in September and the scenery was stupid-awesome.

And furthermore I was in Newark International Airport on Tuesday  when the SHTF and every plane in the airport was delayed 11+ hours.  Let me tell you, if you want to see the cracks appearing in the system go to Newark International when FAA decides to suspend all flights until 'the weather clears.'  I wrote about it in a comment on my blog when we were talking about the meaning of hope (DJ style), let me paste it --

"
 I'm back you SOBs!

Wow, so, turns out its raining on the frickin' east coast and everything goes Apocalyptica while I'm in god-forsaken Newark. Home only 22 hours after my scheduled arrival in Champaign, thank you Newark International Airport.

And let me tell you, hopeful dopefuls, I saw as many hopes shattered as a human can possibly stand in one lifetime and still remain sane. Fortunately, I followed my own rules of despair and remained non-hopeful, that is, just went with the flow and assumed I'd be delayed overnight and listened to NIN (With Teeth) on my ipod for nine hours, and focused my chi. And look at that, I wasn't dissapointed!

Another thing is, let me tell you, I saw the cracks in the edges of civilization these last two days. Take a huge international airport located in the armpit of New Jersey, now add local flooding and a complete grounding of all flights for nine hours. What do you get? A fun  sample of the apocalypse! I mean, people fought over outlets to charge laptops and protected them like gold mines as if Peak Oil was here and gone, coffee ran out at the one "Seattle's Best" keyosk in 'Terminal A' around 10pm and people went ape shit, and forget about the TSA workers, they were complete assholes to everybody. I consider it my personal little patience test for the endtimes.

Then when I finally arrived in Chicago all the flights for Champaign were booked for the next day (today) and all the one-way car rentals were rented out in O'Hare, stranding me there for another day.

Thankfully I knew my buddy Paul lived ~40 minutes from O'Hare and wouldn't hesitate to pick me up late at night, and sure enough he did. Did I hope Paul would get me? No, I knew he would (he has before!), so I didn't worry. I stayed at his house and then eight hours later boarded the "Lex Express" van for Champaign.

Then when I got home Mary had a big plate of steak, eggs, hashbrowns and grilled veggies for me to devour along with a steaming cup of coffee with just a touch of vanilla syrup. Ah, 'tis the life.

You don't need hope when you have a tribe to count on.

The only thing hope would've done for me is given me a 20 hour stomach-ache."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hear you about the NE autumn.  My wife and I went up to Maine for our honeymoon last year in September and the scenery was stupid-awesome.</p>
<p>And furthermore I was in Newark International Airport on Tuesday  when the SHTF and every plane in the airport was delayed 11+ hours.  Let me tell you, if you want to see the cracks appearing in the system go to Newark International when FAA decides to suspend all flights until &#8216;the weather clears.&#8217;  I wrote about it in a comment on my blog when we were talking about the meaning of hope (DJ style), let me paste it &#8211;</p>
<p>&#8221;<br />
 I&#8217;m back you SOBs!</p>
<p>Wow, so, turns out its raining on the frickin&#8217; east coast and everything goes Apocalyptica while I&#8217;m in god-forsaken Newark. Home only 22 hours after my scheduled arrival in Champaign, thank you Newark International Airport.</p>
<p>And let me tell you, hopeful dopefuls, I saw as many hopes shattered as a human can possibly stand in one lifetime and still remain sane. Fortunately, I followed my own rules of despair and remained non-hopeful, that is, just went with the flow and assumed I&#8217;d be delayed overnight and listened to NIN (With Teeth) on my ipod for nine hours, and focused my chi. And look at that, I wasn&#8217;t dissapointed!</p>
<p>Another thing is, let me tell you, I saw the cracks in the edges of civilization these last two days. Take a huge international airport located in the armpit of New Jersey, now add local flooding and a complete grounding of all flights for nine hours. What do you get? A fun  sample of the apocalypse! I mean, people fought over outlets to charge laptops and protected them like gold mines as if Peak Oil was here and gone, coffee ran out at the one &#8220;Seattle&#8217;s Best&#8221; keyosk in &#8216;Terminal A&#8217; around 10pm and people went ape shit, and forget about the TSA workers, they were complete assholes to everybody. I consider it my personal little patience test for the endtimes.</p>
<p>Then when I finally arrived in Chicago all the flights for Champaign were booked for the next day (today) and all the one-way car rentals were rented out in O&#8217;Hare, stranding me there for another day.</p>
<p>Thankfully I knew my buddy Paul lived ~40 minutes from O&#8217;Hare and wouldn&#8217;t hesitate to pick me up late at night, and sure enough he did. Did I hope Paul would get me? No, I knew he would (he has before!), so I didn&#8217;t worry. I stayed at his house and then eight hours later boarded the &#8220;Lex Express&#8221; van for Champaign.</p>
<p>Then when I got home Mary had a big plate of steak, eggs, hashbrowns and grilled veggies for me to devour along with a steaming cup of coffee with just a touch of vanilla syrup. Ah, &#8217;tis the life.</p>
<p>You don&#8217;t need hope when you have a tribe to count on.</p>
<p>The only thing hope would&#8217;ve done for me is given me a 20 hour stomach-ache.&#8221;</p>
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