In a recent post – Wind Industry Pummels Pupils with Wind-Cult Propaganda in Schools – we took a look at how the wind cult sets out to indoctrinate young and pliable minds in schools: how, in an organised and orchestrated fashion, the wind industry aims to fill their supple little heads with the fantasy that our daily power needs can be wholly satisfied by the weather.
That post earned high praise in comments appearing on Facebook, Twitter and in the comment section on the post itself. However, the author apparently responsible for the generation of some of the propaganda we placed in the spotlight – calling herself ‘Aunty’ Emily – dropped in with this comment:
I noticed you linked to my blog and to Timmy the Turbine – I’m the writer who was commissioned to write Timmy’s story into a school workshop. The story was originally written by the CEO of a wind turbine company and I was happy to work on the project because it was unbiased and highlighted problems with turbines and finding a location for them.
In the story Timmy goes to three locations and cannot stay – one is too close to a resident, a barnacle goose won’t let him stay because he’ll be in the migration path of the geese and a red squirrel won’t let him stay because he spoils the view in the national park. His final resting place is by the sea, away from houses and away from migrating geese and the national park. The children have a take home sheet with the four places and they draw Timmy in his home – so the workshop is all about trying to find the right place and raises the issues for locating turbines.
I was part of the nursery pilot and the main feedback we had from teachers (they loved it by the way!) was that we should include more about green energy and the benefits of it because that ties in with eco schools etc. We’d been so careful to be unbiased we’d not shared the benefits of renewable energy!
I’m really surprised by this blog and would appreciate a more accurate representation of the facts if you’re going to link through to my blog and to the Timmy workshop. This post has all the info on the development of the story and includes the pupil take home colouring sheet so you can see the three locations a turbine can’t go and one it can: https://auntyemily.wordpress.com/2014/05/22/timmy-the-turbine-on-tour/.
The take home sheet insured there’s dialogue when the child gets home “Timmy couldn’t stay here because Honker the goose would bonk his head on the blades” and they also learned about the science of making electricity from wind. Since I started this project the Edinburgh International Science Festival saw workshops at the Royal Highland show and loved it and they now also run it as a workshop. Hope this is useful info.
‘Aunty’ Emily (she is, in fact, no relation) asserts that she “was happy to work on the project because it was unbiased and highlighted problems with turbines and finding a location for them” which, to the trained eye, tends to give Emily’s game away. Emily wants “a more accurate representation of the facts”. Well, at no expense to Emily, here they are.
In 2016, any sentient being still talking about placing wind turbines in the “right location” must have slept through the energy debacles that have unfolded in places like South Australia, the UK, Germany and Spain.
Not that it will save dreamers like Aunty Emily, but for the benefit of others, we will state our case.
As Sister Maria sang: “Let’s start at the very beginning, a very good place to start”.
Wind power is not, and will never be, a meaningful power generation source – for all the reasons laid bare on this website, day after day.
Consider a country where its electricity supply was exclusively based on wind power generation; a place where businesses would attempt to run around the vagaries of the wind; where houses would be well-stocked with candles and their occupants left to keep food cold with kero-fridges or iceboxes – and those homes otherwise run on wood, sticks or dung, used for cooking or heating. Sounds like fun, doesn’t it?
As soon as that country had the chance (due to the availability of technology and/or as a process of economic development) it would build a system based on power generation sources available “on-demand” (ie coal, gas, hydro, nuclear, geo-thermal).
Its people would then be able to enjoy around the clock illumination; factories could run to the clock, and not the weather; homes would be heated and cooled according their occupants’ needs, making life safer and more comfortable (no-one need be frozen to death or expire from the heat because the wind stopped blowing); economic development and prosperity would follow, as night follows day.
Placed in the practical context of the needs of a functioning society, wind power can be seen as the patent nonsense that it clearly is. If a country didn’t have a conventional power system (as we have), it would build one, anyway.
Once people grasp that fact, the rest of the wind industry’s ‘case’ falls away.
Talk about “wind farms being in the right place” just sounds silly; ergo, with arguments about distances from homes; separation from bird nesting sites or migration routes etc, etc.
All of these other considerations – while legitimate – simply jump to the periphery and dilute the strength of the key argument.
Once people get a grip on the pointlessness of wind power as a generation source, the rest falls away.
What reasonable decision maker would back policies that favour something that has no economic benefit?
Moreover, as the central claim that wind power reduces CO2 emissions in the electricity sector is a complete falsehood, the justification for the hundreds of $billions in subsidies directed to wind power looks like pure lunacy, at best; or graft and corruption (aka ‘crony’ capitalism), at worst.
What the wind industry hates most are facts.
STT dishes them up on a daily basis. The facts outlined above – and which we’ve detailed many times before – are unassailable.
Wind power is a fraud, pure and simple.
People like Aunty Emily are part of the problem, not part of the solution. What Emily and her ilk do is simply brainwash young and gullible people, filling their heads with utter fantasy.
For some strange reason, nowhere in her tale about Timmy the turbine does she tell her young readers about where the power comes from when the wind stops blowing (hint, Emily it will be a coal-fired or gas-fired power station, or, if you’re lucky, a nuclear power station).
Nor does her insipid ode to Timmy have anything to say about the mountains of toxic waste created in China, where the rare-earth material used in the magnets for the generators of these things is processed and the magnets manufactured.
Aunty Emily rails about getting “a more accurate representation of the facts”, but, funnily enough, there’s nothing at all in her ‘fact-filled’ hand-book for teachers about the hundreds of cases when Timmy’s cousins routinely throw their 10 tonne blades to the four winds or burst into terrifying, toxic fireballs without warning.
And, curiously, there’s absolutely nothing in ‘Aunty’ Emily’s tale of Timmy’s antics about the millions of birds and bats which are sliced, diced and belted to kingdom come, no matter where these things are placed.
Although, in fairness, she does at least note the rare possibility that a wayward goose called ‘Honker’ might get ‘bonked’ on the head (in Emily’s sanitised version of real-world avian slaughter, Honker’s brush with the wind industry is, no doubt, curable with paracetamol).
Propaganda is propaganda no matter who dishes it up: grinning media trained spin doctors or sickly sweet, faux ‘aunties’ writing drivel to bamboozle the young and innocent – it’s all the same and aimed at maintaining political licence for an industry that exists and only exists on the back of massive (and necessarily endless) subsidies filched from tax payers and/or power consumers.
But it’s not Aunty Emily’s fault; she’s just a symptom of an education system that’s become all about how we feel, rather than what we should know about the real world (eg how power is generated and delivered) and about what we should do to ensure a better life for others (making sure it’s delivered reliably and at a price that everyone can afford).
Aunty Emily and her fellow travellers occupy a fact and consequence free zone, blissfully unaware of such matters: and operate without the faintest clue as to how electricity is generated and delivered to their homes, 24 x 365, rain, hail or shine.
Schools in the Western World long ago abandoned the ‘tough stuff’, like physics, mathematics, engineering and economics – making way for touchy-feely nonsense about self-awareness (in Australia, the latest wheeze is having nine-year-old school goers ‘choose’ their favourite gender – there is, apparently, a ‘take your pick’ list that goes well beyond the usual two).
There’s nothing wrong with childish fantasy. But at some stage all of us have to grow up.
It’s high time that Aunty Emily did too.