At those times, California draws upon the old reliables.īut that creates two problems, a short term one (which California is experiencing now) and a long term one (which contributed to the current situation and will make recurrences a near certainty). Thus, during the mid-morning to late afternoon hours, this capacity is heavily utilized, but during the evening, night, and early morning contributes nothing to generation.
It’s available, wouldn’t you know, when the sun shines. This has indeed resulted in massive investments in renewables, especially solar power, which alone now accounts for around 12,338 MW.īut this capacity number is deceiving, because unlike a nuclear or coal or combined cycle natural gas plant, this is not available 24/7. In particular, California has adopted policies intended to increase substantially the share of power generated by renewables. But the underlying cause–and the cause that should get the attention of most Americans, including those who experience schadenfreude at the Insufferable State’s misery–is the Green Mania that has taken root in California which has made it impossible for the state to respond to demand spikes in the way power systems have done around the world for nigh onto a century. The proximate cause of the problem is a massive heatwave which is causing high demand. A contributing proximate cause is low hydroelectric supply driven by a lower than average snowpack. The lore of the crisis is that it was caused by Enron and other Houston bandits and their manipulative schemes. These schemes were not the cause of the crisis: they were the effect, and the effect of the dysfunctional market design, which created massive arbitrage opportunities which will always be exploited.Ĭalifornia is experiencing another crisis. It cannot yet rival the first, which went on week after week, whereas the current one has lasted about a week. But for the first time since Crisis I, the state is experiencing rolling blackouts due to a shortage in generating capacity. Shortly after that the bloody starter’s pistol got confiscated by his mother and we all breathed easier.Twenty years ago, California experienced its Electricity Crisis. Or, given current events (which will be the subject of what follows), may be known as the First Electricity Crisis. The problem in 2000-2001 was, in the main, a problem of insufficient generation, caused by a variety of factors. The ramifications of the supply shortage and resulting high prices for California utilities, ratepayers, and state finances were greatly exacerbated by a dysfunctional market design implemented only a few years before, in the mid-1990s. (When I gave talks about the subject, I used to quip: “California wanted to deregulate its power markets in the worst way. And it succeeded!”)
#Boom boom boom out go the lights skin#
A quantity of molten lead was also thrown violently upwards with complete disregard for any bare skin it might land on as a result of the surprise noise happening right at the moment of decanting. A second round of screaming was then undertaken during the inevitable underpantectomy.Ībout a week later, the first “friend” fired the damn thing inside a small shed we were performing some potentially lethal experiment with molten lead in, deafening us both for about an hour and cracking the shed windows. Thirdly, once the pain had subsided and the victim could limp he two miles home, he discovered his jeans had been carbonised beyond recovery and now had no crotch, and that his nylon underwear had melted and fused with his pubic hair. Secondly, the aggressor laughed so hard he lost his footing and ended up in the ditch too. The victim, only newly in the grips of puberty and quite sensitive as a result, reacted in the time-honoured fashion by screaming, curling into a ball and then rolling down the embankment into a drainage ditch where he lay groaning for about 15 minutes. This had several effects:įirstly, the victim’s lovespuds were driven violently upward to somewhere in the region of his elbows (a starter’s pistol discharges the flame from the *top* of the gun, not the barrel). Years ago one of my friends thrust a starter’s pistol into the crotch of another friend while they walked along a railway embankment, then pulled the trigger.
#Boom boom boom out go the lights full#
What use is a bra or a thong with absolutely no elasticity? We must be shown the full unexpurgated vision of them venting their wrath on the boys! Of course, the girls have yet to examine all their partially melted nylon underthingies.
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