Oroville Dam UPDATE !!!

http://www.drroyspencer.com/2017/02/is-failure-of-the-oroville-dam-possible/

Is Failure of the Oroville Dam Possible?

February 11th, 2017 by Roy W. Spencer, Ph. D.

“The last couple of days have not made me very confident in the predictions of engineers associated with the Oroville Dam.

While I am a climate researcher, and not hydrologist, it took me less than an hour midday yesterday (see comments here) to estimate that the emergency spillway would be breached around 9 a.m. PST this morning. I was off by an hour…it was breached at 8 a.m.

But engineers were leaning toward the lake level never getting that high (901 ft.)

This kind of calculation isn’t rocket science. As long as inflow into the lake exceeds outflow (both of which are monitored hourly), the lake level will rise.

Why were engineers reluctant to predict the (admittedly historic) event?”

 

http://www.kcra.com/article/oroville-spillway-outflows-increase-as-damage-continues/8701837

The latest releases have caused even more damage widening the hole and cutting away at the side of the hill. The lake is at about 95% so they have to keep releasing I would suspect. This is an earthen dam and if this thing goes it will be a major catastrophe. If you live in California stay alert you do not want to have all that water and earth coming at you.

here is a short video:

A video posted on YouTube shows big trouble at the dam, as the spillway has developed an almost 200 ft. hole. For the earthen filled dam this may turn out to serious, though officials are saying there is no danger at this point. .

According to Wikipedia this is the most important water source for the California Department of Water Resources’ State Water Project.

“The Oroville-Thermalito Complex is a group of reservoirs, structures, and facilities located in and around the city of Oroville in Butte County, California. The complex serves not only as a regional water conveyance and storage system, but is the headwaters for, and therefore perhaps is the most vital part of, the California Department of Water Resources’ State Water Project, the world’s largest publicly built and operated water and power development and conveyance system.”

Courtesy: Richard Winterrowd

Richard Winterrowd

CBS13 reports,

“Operators increased their water releases at the dam on Tuesday as a significant storm rolled through Northern California. However, as peak water releases started happening around noon, people started noticing some concerning signs”

In terms of a catastrophic failure besides the residents below who could lose everything and the immediate lose of life, there also could be major impacts throughout California in terms of water and power.

This is something to definitely keep an eye on.

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Fukushima Update 2/7/2017

Image may contain: one or more people and indoorHave not been able to spend too much time watching the live streams, right now it is night in Japan, but will try to get more shots today. My YouTube videos on the smoke coming from Reactor #1 have been being hit by trolls with fake accounts, saying all kinds of stuff about my videos being bogus and such. This just adds credibility ( in my opinion) to my thoughts that it is steam or smoke we saw boiling out of that building.

Here are the videos I have on it so far:

https://www.gofundme.com/hke3swus

 

 

An Afternoon Poem

FWFTF

not every man is evil

not every man is evil
not every man hits
at the woman
said he ‘loves’
nor speaks low
and grotesque
mean or sexual
nor to provoke

not every man is evil
not every man lies
at the woman
said he “loves”
nor flirts low
and sweetly
secretly behind
nor to cheat

not every man is evil
not every man puffs
at the woman
says he “loves”
nor puts down
and degrades
loud or unknown
nor to be top

not every man is evil
every man is evil
man is evil
and there is
no excuse
for me

RFilos2017
or two…

Route 66 Hiking to Hitch

asphalt bubbling along summer roads
steps turn into enemies heavy and sticky
battling this backpack an elephant above
piggyback riding me the first twelve miles
leaving Chicago alone on double sixes
two thousand four hundred thirty six left
four wheels the brain talk constant now
feet swelled and blistered boots eyelets drip
their wet balls travel down tight nylon laces
mocking me in steam rising clouds of queries
they hit hot pavement ahead of each footprint
in black quicksand stuck thumb extended
RFilos2017

Psalm 20 King James Version (KJV)

  The Lord hear thee in the day of trouble; the name of the God of Jacob defend thee;

Send thee help from the sanctuary, and strengthen thee out of Zion;

Remember all thy offerings, and accept thy burnt sacrifice; Selah.

Grant thee according to thine own heart, and fulfil all thy counsel.

We will rejoice in thy salvation, and in the name of our God we will set up our banners: the Lord fulfil all thy petitions.

Now know I that the Lord saveth his anointed; he will hear him from his holy heaven with the saving strength of his right hand.

Some trust in chariots, and some in horses: but we will remember the name of the Lord our God.

They are brought down and fallen: but we are risen, and stand upright.

Save, Lord: let the king hear us when we call.

 

Some People Trust In Elephants

bight and fiery tracers wiz past
seeking out targets of consent
with flares above affording sight

bombs blare their acceptance
speaking in corrupt vile intensity
the campaign potty training trail

unsightly exposure to deceit
fear driving the party platform
restless inductees working late

buying and selling fear and doom
donations left on the convention floor
the janitors making the laws here

sold to crowds lighted glasses
religious icons of american pop
a cultural class of warfare hype

black widow apocalyptic purse
empty handed jesters distributing
their powerful tonics of positions

building bridges of human suffering
so as to reach the greener pastures
which silently sound proper affiliations

the key to chastity’s broken note belt
leaking spent oil as much as e-mails
best thing just take the bullet and run

while some people trust in elephants,
and other people will trust in donkeys
we trust in the Name of the Lord Our God

RFilos2016

Saturday Poetry

Carnival Craze

ahead dots color hill tops afar dark
yellow, red, blue. and white bulbs
a slow drive rounding easy curves
chants of glee sounding the escape
voices expecting exciting an evening

sour the sweetness knocking gently
as windows rolled down feel a sniff
ahead now neon lights circle the sky
parked the station wagon in a field
smiles falling out the old rear door
pink fluffy sugar whipped on a stick

corn scented popping grandly new
sticky sounds of sneakers skipping
mirrors and teacups join a sway too
the hot dough shaped ears powdered
join parade in turn at ticket booths cut

prizes of royalty reach up drooling eye
wheels spinning higher recall butterflies
bops and pops abound in wild carousel
loose change dribbles clanging on down
gum, hats, glasses and feathers scatter
back to the old Buick we return, smiles

Treasure The Past

Dusty shoe box a child’s treasure chest
old letters and stamps things from the past
grandpa’s war medals a fragile pressed rose
yellowed faded report card and a piece of twine

a gold watch band some scrapings of melted wax
the whiff of a musty old cigar one metal button
three cuff links none a pair lock of thin hair
a page from an old bible psalm twenty three

grandmas silver thimble a little blue bottle
deck of cards from japan nineteen forty
a spool of black thread  pack of sewing needles
pledge of allegiance on an old folded card

small yellowed envelopes with nothing inside
a marble and several checker pieces all red
small white ribbon silk with a pin a buffalo nickle
Aunt Marie’s wedding band  a negative of her grave

S&H green stamps business card from a pharmacy
a string with nine pearls old bus pass and transfer
small shells and glass beads and a straight razor
more than a treasure box child holds the past

squinting through dripping panes

bent over the decades aging
floor beams sag listing to rear
oxidizing metal skyward shows
a blend of silvers and red hues
wrinkles cover the paint peeling
grey spots emerging dot it’s face
of tired weathered boards beneath
loosely grasping posts tendons
clinging to dry bones weakened
winged creatures skip from open
wounds at shadows lengthening
blackish wire landscaping unkempt
twists itself bushy eyebrows elderly
squinting through dripping panes
roams unsupervised climbing up
around an old creaking falling barn

A Stone Wall Fallen

thick green moss as mortar does
satisfies gaps in jumbled stones
jointly lines run on the walls old
farms and rolling hills traversed
through the fields old Connecticut
once meager and frugal changing
as the new aristocrats plundering
landscapes evaporating hastily
painters scramble a final sketch
caught to serve as a template
field-stones echoing hooves
that gallop off heard the blunt
sound heard of shifting rocks

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jh1
the pale blue mist
settles over the once frozen landscape
like a small child
it makes my mind consider
the world below
the signs above raining down
a people grown
with eyes glazed over
conditioned for this condition
listening beyond forgiveness
for words or a melody
deeply scarred and grooved
seemingly alone
but in the middle, as it were
of the great multitude
humanity’s new found composure
ghastly and most lovely
all in one moment
which stretches endlessly
link by link contained
in that eternal moment
like fresh green grass
cut in early morning
a scent and sound weaved
in and out of memories
that make up a young mind
inside our wrinkled and gray head
as if today
began again the budding spring
we all longed for within that dream
those scattered thoughts
cutting the surface tension
beating oxygen exhaled from lungs
into peaks of a meringue
like smoke signal from the past
an only child
among a class of cousins
and sisters, aunts and grandmothers
lessons only a family learns
secrets held tightly
a bond among siblings
known only by members in strict sects
that mystery revealed
that longed for love
now, worn and displayed
waves in the bright day
a victory flag
whose design the population sees
but whose meaning
reserved and compact
only the band of initiates can see
can we ever know whose ramblings
a dusty road received
the past just left us wondering
this daydream
blistering thoughts
sung in harmony
green waves crashing
on the shore
foaming as the water rushes back
out to open sea
the squeaks of the seaweed
the smell of the salt breeze
all the pioneers of grace
we explore till our energy
expelled completely and publicly
grabs our past and future life
pulsing and pressing
that energy
death seems near
but life
alive with song and images
closer
colors cast shadows among us now
a rainbow of thinking arises
the bleak night has
at last receded
the seeds of tomorrow now sprouting
oh glorious freedom
sounds of hope
of a fortunate grace
an activated incomprehensible future
experienced now in living color
in happy notes and lyrics
in dances, in leaping, in joy
listen, yes listen
oh how wonderful
look, yes look
oh how marvelous
all the words
and all the pages
Joy,
yes Joy
can you feel it
Joy,
our journey complete
JOY
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