have an electric personality. By that I mean I fuzz out the radio
when I’m trying to listen to it. Our steel roof is grounded and it’s
the only place I really feel comfortable. I become disoriented
whenever I go to Town, almost certainly because of all the wires
around, never mind the multitude of WiFi signals everywhere.
of my psychiatric conditions is Adult Onset Schitzophrenia, and I
have arguments with people who aren’t there. This condition’s much
reduced by a daily dose of 100 to 150 mg of zinc (available from the
pharmacy), which has to be balanced by a small (6-9mg) dose of
copper. Now this intrigues me. My high school physics tells me that
zinc and copper will form an electric cell, capable of producing 1.5
volts. When I was a boy, they were used in disposable batteries. Is
my personal variety of electricity, then, so unusual?
hear a lot of talk about cell phones being unsafe, especially those
held up to the ear, instead of being held on the lap like when you’re
texting. If people are like me even a little, then it could be true,
although I don’t know how you could find out for sure.
there’s a history of electrical involvement in my family. My great
grandfather was a professor of elecrical engineering when electicity
was brand new. Thomas Edison tried to patent one of my great grands’
ideas and lost the npatent fight. Oh dear. The old man had beaten
him to the punch. I understand the idea’s accepted as standard
practice in the transmission lines today. But then, if you’re the
first, it’s hard to get it wrong.
irony about electricity and me is this. We live on the
best-maintained gravel road I’ve ever known because there’s a hydro
dam at the end of it. The hydro workers and their contractors need
good access, but the joke in my head is that we’re self-sufficient
when it comes to hydro and don’t need all their efforts, although we
surely appreciate them.
balanced our electrical usage with the input we get from our 440 watt
solar panels and the five large deep cycle batteries that store the
power when there’s no sun. We’ve only had to use our back-up
generator a couple of times all winter. L.E.D. lights and kerosene
lamps give us all the light we need in the house and Linda has more
than enough power to run her web empire! I’m still freaked when I
see the huge amount of voltage available every day. This turns the
chore of clearing snow from the panels into a pleasure.
astonished when I see, or better, count the number of trucks Ontario
Hydro has to have running up and down our road to keep the watts
flowing to the towns-folk. Linda believes this need for power’s an
addiction and people cannot do without it. It has to be available at
the click of a switch any time, or the world’ll fall apart.
was raised in England and after W.W. II we had rotating power
outages. The lights would go out and my dad would light the candles.
It was just one of those things. I was told “Industry” needed
the electricity, and the rest of us had to take turns doing without.
This was the state of affairs, apparently, in La Belle Province
before Hydro Quebec came along and cleaned things up. I hear there
are certain days nominated for “Power Off” days, where people are
supposed to turn off their electricity for one hour, I suppose to
show they can do without it. I had a quiet chuckle to myself when I
heard about it. One hour? Pulease.
the best from the bush, Charlie.
I wore an aluminium safety helmet on our latest trip to Town and it
shielded me from a noticeable amount of radiation. Nobody really
noticed and I plan to wear it regularly.
All the Best, Charlie from the Bush