We're Back, Baby!

It's been a while since I last posted (nearly a year, but who's counting?).  It turns out that blogging is hard, especially when you're trying to save the world, but we've come far enough in our basic r&d phase that a little PR is necessary.  So: I'm pounding the keys once again, trying to flatter the entire Internet into rallying for the cause.  If you are like me, you might ask yourself: "How did The Former Agent Mulder, one-time Bureau bad-boy and lone wolf battling against conspiratorial domination, wind up with blogging duties?"  That answer is complicated, and hinges in part on my devastating good looks (hey, if a little sex appeal helps bring folks to the fold, then so be it!).  But it mostly hinges on the fact that nobody else really wanted the gig.  To wit:

1. The divine Dr. S is too busy doing "science" (which seems to me as foreign and obscure as witchcraft, only with more sterile implements);

2.  Our very own SRSG, with significant experience in international communications, remains terrified of overexposure, given the various hells she has been put through by her former employers;

3.  Gibson can't finish a post without either a sex joke or a Will Ferrell reference (kids today!);

4.  JD and the Skinman lack the ready wit and linguistic facility necessary to impress the masses at this whole Internet game, although their martial gruffness serves us all very well in other ways, even if it's not Twitter-friendly;

5.  Nobody can keep track of where Monica is on any given day (except the aforementioned SRSG, whose talent for secrecy is veritably unmatched);

and

6.  MDubs, our intrepid living director, has spent most of her adult life on a commune and distrusts most forms of technology.  Plus, if we (and by "we" I mean "Dr. S, long-time frenemy on a soap operatic scale of which I never dreamed my dear life partner capable") piss her off, she's not likely to stick around, and we'll have to find somebody else willing to set up composting toilets.  I know it's a recession, but that's still gonna be a tough sell.

 

That's our core group, here at the house, although we've got a bit of a satellite operation through a certain nutty (and tenured!) professor at a certain mid-Atlantic public university -- although now that I think about it, why the hell isn't DrChuck taking the reins here at the blog?  We've also got some other folks on board, as far away as the Ivory Coast, and we're pulling intel from all over the world.  You've probably heard by now that the uprising in Tunisia was spurred in large part by rapidly increasing food prices, themselves a result of more and more food crops going to industrial purposes like ethanol -- pretty interesting, then, that a large Tunis-based agricultural holding company named Strughold saw fields of its corn crops burned to the ground as part of the revolutionary protests.  After all, if food prices were the central issue, then reducing the supply of a staple crop even further by destroying it doesn't make much economic sense, does it?

 

But people did destroy it, and they burned it because they knew that Strughold was an entity complicit in their oppression, even if they didn't quite know how.  That's why I'm back to blogging here; the democratic sentiments that have recently been expressed in the Middle East are about people rising up, taking control of their own destinies, and that's what we're trying to do here.  If we can disseminate what we know, and if we can find solutions, we can challenge power on our own terms.  We can take back the future from the cabal of old men who have sold us out for nothing more than their own uncertain survival.

 

We're partnering to create a vaccine.  We're identifying magnetite deposits and extraction methods.  We don't have a lot of time left, but we're still fighting for our future.