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Commentary On Future Mining

Rare earth materials in cars and phones help us hear and travel and stay in touch. Much of human capital is in loans, funding needs like a societal crutch. Every device turns over in a year to support immediate stock deadlines. Endless mining is what we have to fear. Endless growth is feeding our fat felines. Greenland is our next source of rare earth stock. When Greenland is depleted, where to go? Antarctic continent at six-o-clock is next place to mine for capital flow. Like retired folks, it will not be long when new generations find it all gone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 7/30/2015 4:27:00 PM
No, not too late at all and thank you. In your comment below of 1st April you referred to the article in Wired Magazine which I read and I was appalled! Excellent response on your part. Thanks again and best wishes.
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Date: 7/28/2015 4:55:00 AM
I am preparing an article for Wild Land News, the periodic journal of the Scottish Wild Land Group. I seek your permission to use your poem "Commentary on Future Mining".See our website www.swlg.org.uk/ Best wishes John Milne SWLG Scotland
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Date: 7/30/2015 3:24:00 PM
Hope this isn't too late. Go right ahead and use the poem. You might want to look at the article that it refers to in Wired Magazine.
Date: 3/31/2015 8:54:00 PM
This poem actually has something to say.Raw materials are being depleted and I believe it's because of over population.In my mind it is the biggest problem.One that has no good solution.
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Date: 4/1/2015 3:25:00 PM
This poem is a commentary on an article that I read in Wired Magazine. It was the February 2015 issue page 24. It goes into more detail. I thought it would be interesting to find an article and see if I could create an academic argument with a sonnet. Thanks much for reading and commenting.

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