Readers of the NY Times excluded.  What might the following headline mean?

Dry Coffers Can Mean that Fires Burn Longer

From today's (12/18) NY Times:

Somewhat more substantively, in Washington, a group of House Republicans said they planned to introduce a resolution formally disapproving of the Environmental Protection Agency’s finding that greenhouse gases endangered public health and safety, a step that could lead to economy-wide regulation of such emissions. The Republicans said the finding would lead to job losses and take money out of the pockets of consumers “so that radical environmentalists can wage a war against nature.”

It's Mother Nature that wants to melt the polar ice cap -- we oughta let her! She knows what's best!

I've come back to LJ, but sadly, thanks to prying eyes who'd rather trust the internet than get their information straight from the horse's mouth; I'll have to start locking all my entries to friends only.

I'm on Facebook if you'd like to fan me, I'll be posting more updates there. Clicky Me!

I'm also on Deviant Art HERE!

And I've been sculpting, gluing, burning my fingers, and all sorts of things to update my Etsy store where I now have some jewelry, hair accessories and wigs now up for sale! Yay!

Etsy: Your place to buy & sell all things handmade AcidPopTart.etsy.com

I was able to catch the Globe Theater company's touring production of Love's Labour's Lost in Holyoke, where they performed in a wonderful (and unrenovated) WPA theater or rather public auditorium space called the War Memorial Auditorium (1936). Still with beautiful Art Deco eagles and the zigzag paneling of the wooden doors; still the original oil portraits of Washington, Pershing and FDR on the walls. Holyoke is one of the poorest cities in Massachusetts, a nearly deserted town center of smoke-blackened churches and boarded store-fronts; a high percentage of the population is recent immigrants. Why the Globe booked this place rather than a place in the midst of the five College haven of upscale commerce and culture I don;t know, but it was gratifying, and I studied the audience (at L.'s behest) to see who composed it. (Many older people, some schoolkids given free tickets for the matinee -- not many locals perhaps, but who knows?)

The performance was wonderful and spirited in the best modern British mode, like the All's Well I saw broadcast recently, and with the truly wonderful Michelle Terry (Helena in All's Well, among the very best performances in Shakespeare I've ever seen) as the French princess. She much outshown the Rosaline, which somewhat unbalanced the show. The Berowne had a rather thick Northern accent, or maybe Scots? which for an American audience made his convoluted speeches hard to follow; he was personable and funny but didn't have that attack on the verse that's so new now among the Brits, finding depths and sudden shifts of feeling you don't expect, all as though it were being heard and spoken for the first time. The young and tiny woman who played Moth was perfect, and the Don Armado was not the usual braggart soldier but a mild-eyed, shy, self-conscious, inarticulate unfortunate. I loved it.