My horoscope: Too damn weird

(this is very tangential. It's not a rant, but it's all over the place.)

Here are Rob Brezsny's words of wisdom for we fish this week:

"According to Harper's Index, an Iowa farmer can generate an annual revenue of $300 per quarter acre by growing corn to produce ethanol. If the farmer instead puts a wind turbine on that same patch of land, however, he could earn $10,000 per year. I urge you to meditate on that scenario as a metaphor for your own life, Pisces. Are you underutilizing one of your resources? Are you failing to fully capitalize on your potentials? Have you accepted a low-yield reward in a situation that could bring you much, much more? If so, what are you going to do about it?"

Pretty damn weird, considering this, eh? All of those wind turbines?

Want to see the accompanying picture?

Look:



Yep. A mountain. Um...weird?

I posted this on Facebook. Current status? "Genevieve somehow finds Ann Pancake in her horoscope."

Y'see, I am superstitious. And I've been thinking a lot about this anti-mountaintop removal work in the past few months.

But then again...me, Ohio-girl, college student? What can I do? At least now? This is a barrier I've been running up against in other arenas, too--on Saturday I ferried a load of friends and bekanner to a town an hour away from Cleveland, and it took us even longer (another 45 minutes at least) due to having to pick people up/wait at their houses and the weather. This was for an activist project, a meeting of the minds with some activist types at a college in this other town (they'll heretofore be known as the Westies), and as we were driving back (a whole nother hour and forty-five minutes-ish), the people in my car (two of them aged 27-28 and graduated, one aged 17 and probably not planning on attending college, one aged somewhere above 45 and I have no idea what his educational background is--you can guess who the friends are and who the bekanner are) started talking about how the Westies were college students, who were focused on their schoolwork and who might have activist tendencies but all they really cared about was school and leading comfortable lives after graduation, not the movement. And here I am thinking, dudes, if you're going to berate the lifestyle which I am currently living, for many reasons including that I think education is extremely important, at least do it when I am not here, in the driver's seat, patiently chauffering you all over creation. If all us college kids were into were school and our future financial situations, wouldn't I be back in Voj studying or working, not out here? I sympathized with the Westies--opening their apartment to us and getting a straight hour-and-a-half diatribe/interrogation from the oldest and most annoying bekanner.* I had opened my car and received the same and worse, when my first and foremost goal has always been to be a novelist, and I do want to get my BA and then my MFA, but I can still find time for a great many other endeavors.

I suppose the thing to do is find out: in what ways can I help out with the anti-mountaintop removal work which don't involve moving to Appalachia, which I can't do for another year and a half at least; or donating vast sums of money I don't have (a little money, sure, but not a lot). And, of course, super-educate myself on the issue: Pancake's book gave me the emotional foundation and some information, but I need more, and I need information about solid solutions, and about the windmill solution.



*seriously, the dude will not shut up. I think half of my annoyance at this little part of their conversation comes from my general annoyance at this guy's behavior all day long.