Gouged

2008 Gas SignI drove 1,700 miles up the East Coast last week. Gas prices are down a little from their near-record highs a month or two ago but it was still about the most expensive trip I’ve made which is a major reason Florida orange juice costs so much.

I haven’t heard a peep from any of the usual suspects about the prices and there was no ineffectual Internet gas boycott this year. The House approved stiff gas-gouging penalties in 2007 but prices are higher than ever. Even Sen. Bernard Sanders (“I”-VT) hasn’t been whining about it. I ‘spect he’s too busy running for President.

Mr. Obama is mad as heck about it. He has done nothing.

“How do you propose the president bring gas prices back down to the level on the sign?” my friend Nola “Fanny” Guay asked.

Unfortunately the Administration has done more to raise the price than lower it. Maybe if Mr. Obama stopped lying to us…

Oddly, if you were really a Liberal, you’d already know the answer to Ms. Guay’s question. Bernie Sanders says he does. Jimmy Carter thought he did.

Price controls didn’t work, of course, as the rising price going out my tailpipe shows.

The real answer? An energy policy that makes it possible to increase supply in this country and reduce our demand. Simple as that.

It’s a reasonable argument that the current economy, largely designed in the 1950s and 60s when energy was pretty much unlimited, hammers us when energy is so expensive.

Earth had three billion residents in 1960 when gas cost a quarter and water was free. Earth had four billion people on earth in 1974 when the price of oil had risen from $3 per barrel to $12 and water was nervous. Earth has 7.2 billion today. One-third of those live in China and India and every one of them wants the standard of living people have in the United States and Europe.

There is not enough energy or water in the world to do that so the world that was built on cheap energy and limitless water will soon run on very expensive energy and very precious water. I just wish we weren’t saddled with traders and traitors who want to run that price up artificially.

“It bugs me that America is producing more and using less than ever yet the prices are up pretty significantly,” Rufus said.

Supply and demand is the issue. China already consumes about 66% of what the US does and is growing like Topsy. Asia and Oceania use a combined 25BBL/day total to our 21BBL/day.

Market forces do have some impact on prices (it is, after all, what the market will bear) but speculators have more. When crude zooms because a futures trader is willing to pay (or is afraid not to pay) over $100/barrel, we all suffer.

In case you missed the arithmetic, a barrel of oil rose by a factor of “just” 4 between the day I started day dreaming about getting a drivers license and the day I bought my first new car. Now has skyrocketed by a factor of 40.

The cost per barrel has risen a couple bucks on infrastructure costs. The cost per barrel has risen a few bucks more as we squeeze the rocks harder. And inflation adds the same toll. Still, that means the $3 barrel of oil should cost $20, maybe $30 tops. Speculators get the rest.

Speculators.

I have the two-word solution to speculation: “Take Delivery.”

It works in oil. It works in grain. It works in real estate.

You want to buy something and speculate that the price will go up? Great. Take delivery. Own the product. If these airheads had to sit on a tanker load of oil, how fast would they need to turn their inventory?

And that, dear Fanny Guay, is a solution a President can push through.

“Somehow we have to figure out how to boost the price of gasoline to the levels in Europe,” Mr. Obama’s first Secretary of Energy Steven Chu told the Wall Street Journal in 2008.

OK, I guess we know why that ship has sailed.

Buick Special Gas Price
 

Guest Post: Caitlin’s Cat Folder

[Special to the Perspective] — I had to rent a car over the weekend. I chose the $9.99 special, a Hyundai Sonata. It was not awful; I would get it again for just the Sirius Radio.

This was my first experience with Korean cars and I didn’t find the cultural cross over difficult at all — until I encountered the Cat Folder button.

Why Would I Fold a Cat?Why would I fold a Cat?

Better yet, in what shape would my car fold a Cat? Should it be a neat little bundle, an origami form?

Is it a tri fold? Do we leave the head and legs out?

Having folded a Cat, in my car, what am I to do with it? (well aware of Korean cuisine I pondered many possibilities).

Finally, how does the Cat feel about all this? Not too happy, I expect.

Fortunately, I’m very allergic and can’t have a cat so somewhere in the Northeast United States there is a lucky, unfolded Cat, that I don’t own and therefore will never attempt to fold.

–Caitlin Abbate

 

A Day in the Life — Day 1-10

Didya ever wonder…?

The truck developed a second issue right after Anne arrived here in South Puffin.

Flat tire.

Really flat.

All the way around.

I felt around the tread and found a screw. Knowing that one shouldn’t use screws to plug the holes in tires (they make a clickety racket underway and the heads wear down soooo fast), I stopped at the tire guy over on 107th Street to get the tire plugged. He, of course, wanted to sell me new tires. The truck rubber is older than I realized but they don’t have that many miles; I bought them in 2009, some 20K miles ago. Or fewer. They haven’t been terribly satisfactory since new, thanks to the slow air loss from all of them. I’m still unsure if that’s the tires, the rims, or the valves which have always been suspect. Anne’s Honda tires lost air, too. I always figured we got a bad case of tire valves but Anne has BFGs, too. Hmmm.

She was driving the truck and complained that the brake pedal was down to the floor. Really low fluid. Puddle. It had a leak somewhere.

Have I mentioned how much I like groveling around in the gravel under a truck?

Chevrolet trucks have an online reputation of rusted out brake lines. Another brake line had rusted out.

Note to truck owners: when one goes, replace all of them, front to back.

The shops here in South Puffin are busy and expensive. I opted for immediate and cheap.

3-Wheeled Chevy PickupStoner Steve has been a mechanic here for not quite as long as most folks can remember. He works out of a shipping container over by the docks. It’s a neat container with an air compressor, laptop station, parts shelves, and tools scattered around. Stoner Steve promised to replace the brake line the next day.

If I had an inverted flare plug I could simply block off the rear brakes which would make driving the truck to Steve’s way less worrisome. Who needs rear brakes, right? Still, we took the truck(s) over to Steve who wasn’t in his container, then shopped and came back, all without touching the brakes. OK, I had to use them on Joe’s truck, but I got from here to Steve’s container with very careful timing and a little bit of low gear on mine.

He called the parts place with an order and I made a run to buy the 3/16″ lines and rubber brake hoses and fittings he wanted.

Steve uses a nearby loading dock as his lift but he spent a couple of days “unable get the truck up there” first because there was a forklift on it and then someone else had parked on it. He did replace one brake line. It wasn’t the one that ruptured.

I spent an hour or so with Steve every day. I chased parts. I brought beer. I did see his legs sticking out from under the truck once.

Thanksgiving came and went. Black Friday came and went. Small Business Saturday came and went. After 10 days, Steve still had one brake line to do (that would be the one that ruptured), plus bleeding the brakes.

Joe and I drove over to the container on Sunday. Keys were in the truck and I drove it (very slowly and carefully) back here. I was tied up myself the next day so Day 11 came and went. Jacked the truck up in the driveway. Pulled the rear wheel. Looked at the rusty line. Chevrolet uses 1/4″ brake lines to carry the load from the front to the back of the truck, not the 3/16″ Steve ordered.

Have I mentioned how much I like groveling around in the gravel under a truck?

I made a run to the parts store to buy a 1/4″ brake line and fittings.

Installed same.

I HAVE BRAKES!

Now, what do I do with all these extra 3/16″ parts?