The Usual Suspects
This post will most definitely digress from anything related to clean technology or sustainable business, for the most part.
The gang of six former colleagues from the fabulous Festo New England region gathered to break bread in Reading, MA today. The names will not be named, but they know who they are. I was especially impressed by the pimp-like appearance of a NH resident sporting a long jacket of dead cow skin. Of course, when I complimented his dead cow jacket, his reply was something of a jab at my "green" leaning. There may have been a bicycle reference thrown in, but I was comfortably ensconced in my gently used 2004 Passat 1.8T, and oh so happy with myself as I coasted by on the downhill (being careful not to engage the turbo).
I am retyping some of this post since I continue to experience sporadic "issues" with Blogger. It's a real pain in the a$$. Type and lose data...sweet.
So, much fun was had by all as we chatted amiably about business, life, the economy, what was going on with kids, carbon trading, and the hypocrisy that we are all a part of leading to the downfall of society as we know it. Whoops! A little doom-and-gloom environmentalism crept in. I listened to WBUR's On Point episode with Tom Ashbrook interviewing Bill McKibben, writer and author of Deep Economy. As an aside, his book, Long Distance: A Year of Living Strenuously is one of my favorites.
We learned about the problems associated with dusty and filthy water tanks for species that breathe through gills, the dilemma facing an omnivore who thinks too much, and what happens when one consumes 20 espresso shots in one day. Oh yeah, the Dodge Charger rocks (the CO2)!