If you're rough on your body, they can be an absolute godsend.
I'm at the point where I can't always get my skeleton to go back to where it ought to be, and a good chiro can find exactly which bones aren't.
Last one I went to was during a bicycle tour. The campsite wasn't ideal, and I awoke not being able to look left. Like at all. Turn to the right, ow that hurts, try to turn left, head stops straight forward, sharp spike of pain and no further movement.
Well whatever. Break camp, mount up, ride a couple miles. Now I'm warm and loose, right? Do some stretches. Go through as much of the routine as I can, get some pops and creaks, but still can't turn my fucking head. Slightly better.
Pedaling like this is a fucking bastard, because it's not just my neck, I'm all fucked up, but the road lies ahead and we go.
Get into town some hours later, have some lunch, a couple beers, still can't move for shit, see a sign for a chiro. Guy does walk-ins, thank god. Gets what we're doing, says 'well, I'm never gonna see you again, so I'll do the best I can in one go'
I think that motherfucker popped every goddamn vertebrae in the whole spine, and some of em twice.
Felt like a new man. Finally felt those beers. Rest of the tour went fine
Cool, when those heating elements are shipped over here via bunker fuel. I'll bet a boatload of those coming over is more emissions than running a NG burner for a decade
So I have a solar setup-older panels, like 15 years old. They can be 3/4 obscured by a building or whatever, and still make 85% of what they're rated to.
Which is fucking awesome. Right now, they're covered in so much dust I can see the 'clean' spots where the morning dew condensed on them, and they're still kicking 20 amps, about 15 more than I actually need.
Daily cleaning? Way excessive. Monthly? Maybe, probably less. Not a whole lot going on in between rails.
I'd be way more worried about tweakers trying to steal the wiring
The cleanliness of the panels isn't actually as big a deal as it's made out to be. Like yeah, they can't be completely obscured, but you'd be surprised at how fucking filthy they can be and still make juice. Or half-or more- covered with trees, or other shade.
Right now, my panels are covered in enough crap I really should hose them off, and they're still kicking 20 amps. So ahhh... fuck it. Maybe it'll rain and I won't have to.
Same with cloudy days-sometimes I get more power on cloudy days because the panels don't get at hot. Hell, some streetlights put out enough light to harvest energy from-but they're largely getting replaced with LED's. Sad face?
I expect with the type of traffic going on between rails, these will need vanishingly little maintenance. I hope it goes well
The culture war, you know, the one where a lot of folks think it's great we have things like birth control and public transportation and stuff.
And then a few other folks that think -basically, boiled down the real truth of it- that everyone that isn't a white male should be a slave to white males.
Obviously the best way to fight this is education, which a particular side has been hellbent on destroying, and considering what I was taught in public school, has been pretty effective about it.
Does it get to their wet dream of wantonly murdering folks in the street like they fantasize about? Well, we lost more people on our side in the 2020 protests than they did.
Probably something to with believing people are humans, and should be treated with dignity.
So get some goddamn guns and go to the range. I'd rather have it and not need it, and know how to fucking use it
Once again, I understand the best way to win is education. My short patience and compassion is entirely spent on people near me, so if you can go around teaching ignorant morons right from wrong please do. They already know. Their in-group lets them get away with it
Don't let a couple kooks spook you.
If you're rough on your body, they can be an absolute godsend.
I'm at the point where I can't always get my skeleton to go back to where it ought to be, and a good chiro can find exactly which bones aren't.
Last one I went to was during a bicycle tour. The campsite wasn't ideal, and I awoke not being able to look left. Like at all. Turn to the right, ow that hurts, try to turn left, head stops straight forward, sharp spike of pain and no further movement.
Well whatever. Break camp, mount up, ride a couple miles. Now I'm warm and loose, right? Do some stretches. Go through as much of the routine as I can, get some pops and creaks, but still can't turn my fucking head. Slightly better.
Pedaling like this is a fucking bastard, because it's not just my neck, I'm all fucked up, but the road lies ahead and we go.
Get into town some hours later, have some lunch, a couple beers, still can't move for shit, see a sign for a chiro. Guy does walk-ins, thank god. Gets what we're doing, says 'well, I'm never gonna see you again, so I'll do the best I can in one go'
I think that motherfucker popped every goddamn vertebrae in the whole spine, and some of em twice.
Felt like a new man. Finally felt those beers. Rest of the tour went fine