A Well Earned, Guilt Free #YearOfJoe

Ladies and gentlemen your friendly neighborhood Greenius has hit the wall. I am dog tired.

And I’m cranky – angry even – I’ve got no patience left.

My lips no longer pucker to kiss politicians ass and I find that I can no longer suffer fools gladly.

I need a break, right now, before I snap.

So I’m finally taking one.

A year-long one.

A #YearOfJoe sabbatical.

Starting on my 60th birthday next month.

I’ve been talking about doing this for a long time now – ever since my colleagues at 350.org began taking 3 month long sabbaticals a few years ago and the whole notion of a sabbatical hit my radar screen.  But it seemed pretty impossible once I became The Godfather of Community Choice Power in Los Angeles County – The Big Green Mafia Don as the wing nut fossil fuel lovers dubbed me.

I told everyone, that of course, I wouldn’t take all that time off, and I certainly couldn’t start in September, just because that’s when my birthday was. Especially not right now since we’re in crunch time when cities have to make their decisions, with the County pushing hard and pulling out all the stops to get all our South Bay Clean Power cities to join the County’s program (even though the County’s numbers don’t add up and their plan is the same old consultants’ scam, and dishonest politicians and their cronies are blowing smoke every time they open their mouthes, and who else but me could possibly stop them and make things right?) So, no way was I taking a year off. Maybe one day off every weekend, I decided.

Except my soul and spirit rebelled and I suddenly reached the exact moment where I just stopped giving a shit.

Completely and sweepingly.

About all of it.

The time came when I smelled the coffee and looked at myself and said to myself,

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A Love Letter To My Other Woman

This is my love letter to Bonnie Raitt – the other woman in my life.

I am here in Santa Barbara with Deb, celebrating our 35th wedding anniversary, having driven up the coast 100 miles from our home in Redondo Beach to see Bonnie play at the Santa Barbara Bowl.

Bonnie doesn’t know I’m here. I didn’t let her know I was coming. Didn’t even send her a text or leave a voicemail.

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The Greatest Solar Powered Music Festival in World History! SUNSTOCK JUNE 18 Los Angeles

Out of the darkness, comes the light! Be there and shine with us!

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Your Creative Greenius loves him some Cults

You KNOW I dig Kaki King…

In fact, there has NEVER been a greater, more talented, more entertaining musical line up than Sunstock!

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Give Me A #BreakFreeLA & Then Give Me 100% Renewables RIGHT NOW

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I’ve lived in my house in Torrance, California for 23 years now. Been in L.A. since I was 19 years old in 1976, back when then Governor Brown was telling us that we were “living in an era of diminished expectations.” He always was so ahead of the curve…

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Like I say, I live in Torrance, home of the exploding Exxon Mobil refinery where our Air Quality Management District just gave the refinery operators exemptions to exceed pollution limits while they restart the aging climate wrecker back up.  

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Hot Tub Time Machine WayBack Wednesday – Reposted Word-for-Word from June 25 of 2008

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Wednesday, June 25, 2008

There’s an old joke that most of us baby boomers first heard when we were kids. Here’s the version I remember hearing in New Jersey:

A man goes on vacation and his brother agrees to housesit for him — feeding the cat, picking up the newspapers and mail, watering the plants, etc. After the first week goes by the vacationing brother phones to check in.

“I’m sorry bro,” his brother at the house tells him almost immediately, “but your cat died.”

“What!? What do you mean my cat died?! How could you tell me like this? What kind of insensitive creep are you!? You need to prepare someone for a shock like that!” exclaims the vacationing brother.

“How was I supposed to prepare you?” asks the man.

350-chart_0“Well,” says the brother, “first you should have told me, the cat is on the roof. Then you should have said, but don’t worry, we’re calling the fire department. Then the next time I called in to check you should have said, the fire department was doing everything it could and not to worry.

Then the next time I called you could tell me that the cat had fallen, but not to worry — the vet was doing everything she could to resuscitate him. Then, finally, after all that, you could have told me, my cat had died. That’s how you break news like that.”

“You’re right, bro, I’m sorry. I should have been more sensitive first,” said the housesitting brother, who really did feel bad about it at this point.

His vacationing brother on the phone was quickly forgiving, “That’s okay. I understand. So anyway, how’s everything else? How’s mom doing?”

“Mom?” says the man, “Mom is on the roof….”

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Ready For Environmental Justice in the LA Harbor? So Are We! Join Us, August 19 in San Pedro

Wednesday, August 19 at 7pm South Bay 350 Climate Action Group comes to San Pedro for its first ever general membership meeting in the L.A. Harbor.  We’ve been working with the San Pedro and Wilmington communities as well as Carson, Torrance and many other cities.  Join us and find out about our active campaigns, and how you can get involved and take climate action.  

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This Is Why You Don’t Take Money From Oil Companies For Your Schools

When Chevron, or Phillips 66, or ExxonMobil or E&B oil companies give schools and nonprofits funding money they do it for one reason only.

To pay them to shut up.

You can fool yourself if you want to, but you can’t fool your kids, because in the end they will know their school, or that nonprofit pretending to be teaching kids about the environment, sold them out. Sold them out to the very oil companies who are destroying their chance of having a decent future.

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What’s In It For Me?

carson ccI was in Carson California last month at their City Council meeting to speak on behalf of the resolution I asked them to pass to approve participating in a feasibility study on community choice aggregation (CCA). 

Carson was the sixth city to have our resolution on their agenda, the five others having already passed it. Like in each of the other cities, someone in Carson, this time the City Manager, had the same question for me, 

“I understand all the CCA program stuff you’re telling us about Joe, but what I don’t get is what’s in it for YOU?” 

That’s what someone always asks when I pitch them our South Bay Clean Power initiative, especially when they find out I’m doing this work full time.  They want to know who is paying me. 

When you work pro bono, turn down all job and consulting offers on the issue, and say “no,” to $18,000 a month gigs offered you by people in this growing field, people get real suspicious and uneasy.

I gave the Carson City Manager what has now become my standard reply.

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