One hundred years ago (1910) the road I walked across was not there. A bolt, greasy, fallen from a truck, lies there.
Oil. BP. Coal. Massey Energy. Cars. Toyota. What do all these things have in common. Besides their appearing at Congressional hearings today.
Our energy policy, our transportation methods, are killing the planet, killing workers, killing drivers.
Is there another path? Why didn't Henry Ford foresee where all this would lead - carbon building in the atmosphere choking our civilization, U.S. businesses out of control - fighting regulation so long and so hard that they finally gain the upper hand and government tries to - like a parent who has let his kids have parties all weekend while he goes off to play golf in Bermuda - come home and re-engage the parenting. Will it work? Can we strive for regulation that is meaningful without choking innovation and creativity?
I don't blame Henry Ford and his assembly line. No one can foresee where wind and solar energy will be one-hundred years from now.
But, one-hundred years from now, when my great-great-granddaughter finds a filamint from a solar panel that came down in a storm lying on the bike lane, I wonder what she will think?
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