Remember all those promises that things like tree fiber, switchgrass, and cornstalks will soon be rendered into fuel for automobiles? It’s called “cellulosic ethanol.” Its production has been subsidized and mandated for years now.
The latest turn of events is simply humorous: As commercial production of the stuff remains at zero, the EPA is refusing to take a physics-based/EROEI “no” for an answer:
The cellulosic ethanol standard earned the most criticism. A federal court last week tossed out the agency‚Äôs requirement for cellulosic ethanol for 2012 as too onerous.
There was no commercial production of cellulosic biofuel last year, but that did not deter the government: It proposed raising the mandate to 14 million gallons from the 8.65 million gallons that was tossed out in court.
‚ÄúThe court recognized the absurdity of fining companies for failing to use a nonexistent biofuel,‚ÄĚ said Bob Greco, a director of the American Petroleum Institute. By seeking to nearly double that quota, ‚ÄúEPA needs a serious reality check.‚ÄĚ
“The International Center for Automotive Medicine.” Savor the flavor of that for a few seconds.
Bold medical scientists, having sworn “I will prevent disease whenever I can, for prevention is preferable to cure,” are now dedicating themselves, with the generous support of automotive capitalists, to tweaking the bandages with which they so lucratively adorn the gaping public health wound that is cars-first transportation.
One might contrast the oath to prevention with the statement-of-purpose governing ICAM:
Our team at the International Center of Automotive Medicine is uniquely positioned to marry the exceptional medical, engineering, and educational resources of the University of Michigan with the unmatched automotive technical and industrial resources of southeast Michigan. The center’s mission is to foster synergistic research between medical specialties, and biomedical and automotive engineering-efforts that translates quickly into new technologies, medical treatments, education, and policies that prevent injuries and improve care.
Building a (slightly) better guillotine! Thank you again, you saints in surgical garb! Keep on “marrying” the Grim Reaper, and we’ll keep on shoveling mountains of cash your way.
Car marketers (a.k.a. corporate capitalists) peddle their monumentally wasteful and dangerous products as indispensable bundles of joy and comfort.
Curious then, how the three happiest countries in the world rank in the motor vehicles per capita department:
Denmark: #1 in happiness, #28 in automobiles per person
Switzerland: #2 in happiness, #15 in automobiles per person
Austria: #3 in happiness, #10 in automobiles per person
And how does the USA, by far the world’s most car-intensive society rank in terms of human happiness?
From the beginning, corporations and allied planners and politicians have promoted the automobile with large doses of syrupy propaganda about its overwhelming wonders and benignity. This wave of dogma routinely includes paeans to the automobile’s allegedly democratic and egalitarian nature. According to Rutgers University transportation engineer James A. Dunn, for example, not only does ‚Äúthe auto provide a kind of individualist equality that is particularly well suited to American values,‚ÄĚ but owning and driving cars ‚Äúunites [Americans] across class, racial, ethnic, and religious lines as few other aspects of our society can.‚ÄĚ
Alas, Dunn seems not to have examined the most basic data on the distribution of automobiles in the United States, to say nothing of the world. If he had bothered to do so, he might have discovered that, contrary to long-running industry intimations and intellectual pre-suppositions, cars are, in fact, one of the most unequally distributed product categories in the United States.
Here is a table I just assembled from the most recent Consumer Expenditure Survey:
As you can see, the rich are savers/investors, but they also dominate spending.¬† New vehicle spending in particular.
That sucking sound you hear?¬† A century’s worth of cars = freedom + democracy incantation going into the flushbowl, where it belongs.