WADE FRAZIER : A Healed Planet

[Krishna]

Hi Wade,
A few questions for the Minneapolis, Minnesota Restaurant from the data I see that the BTU is 6629600
and water usuage is 27618 what are the units on that one liters or gallons?

Assuming it is gallons we get 28.76 F increase in water temperature which is not really hot water assuming input it around 60 F

6629600 btu / 27618 gallon / 8.345 gallon/pound = 28.76 F

If on the other hand it is the water meter is in liters we get

28.76 * 3.75 = 108 F increase in temperature which is impressive the theoretical COP is around 5 and you got 6 which is extra ordinary since Carnot sets a limit of 5 without considering solar energy.


Coming to this test I am confused by it.
Why would anybody bother to increase temperature by 6 degree the theoretical COP would be 45 and I think 7 COP might be achieved even by ordinary heat pumps.

COP theory = 273/ 6 = 45

I did the calculation on Fischer engine and it seems to me to be 99% efficiency which shocks me, will do the math again and post it. I assume Mr. Mentor engine would have same efficiency.


I have been reading a bunch of books by Melvin Konner, it is very interesting reading about our evolutionary journey to humanity. Currently reading The Evolution of Childhood

[Wade Frazier]

Hi Freeknowledge:

You are not seeing water temperature or air temperature in that data. It is BTUs and kWh. A BTU meter works by measuring the water flow and the temperature rise. In general, the slower the water flow, the more the temperature rise, but if you slow the flow down, you get a higher rise but less heat exchanged. It is just a sizing and optimizing issue.

You are jumping ahead a little, as I have not discussed heat pumps yet, but I am coming to it. I guess that the bottom line is this: conventional heat pumps got around a 10% of the Carnot ideal, while the LamCo heat pump could get about half, or equivalent to the best turbines, on the heat engine side. That is really the best way to look at it. The huge surface area of the evaporator, plus the capacity of air-to-water heat exchangers on the condensing end, is what got it those high COPs. It also could absorb photons directly, which boosted its COPs, independent of the temperature differential.

The first Fischer prototype came closer to the Carnot ideal than any other heat engine that I know of. So, big stuff, by itself, but marrying heat engines and heat pumps to do FE? Call me skeptical. But we never got to find out, as we were wiped out.

Stay tuned, as I will be covering this territory soon.

The childhood book looks interesting.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Heat pumps came after heat engines, by more than a century, because they required more sophisticated technology and advances in chemistry. For a heat engine, all that was required was iron, coal, and water, and a relatively simple design. For a heat pump, a different working fluid had to be used (with a lower boiling point than water), and ether and ammonia were early refrigerants, and evaporators and expansion valves were needed. The first successful commercial refrigeration operation was in the 1860s. It was not until the 1930s, with the invention of non-toxic Freon, that the world’s most common heat pump – the household refrigerator – began use.

I describe how refrigerators work, and the flip side of Carnot’s equation describes their limits of efficiency. I present some calculations, but the gist is this: if a heat engine operates between two heat sinks, and the Carnot ideal is for a thermal efficiency of 25%, a heat pump operating between those heat sinks cannot have a coefficient of performance (COP) of more than four (or one divided by 25%). That is the Carnot ideal in a nutshell, and that means that hooking up a heat engine to a heat pump can never produce free energy, as the only way that it could produce free energy would be to achieve “overunity,” such as a heat engine with a 30% efficiency, and a heat pump with a COP of four (30% x 4 = 120%). According to Carnot’s theory, achieving anything over 100% is “impossible,” working between the same two heat sinks, and in practice, the best heat engines and heat pumps achieve only about half of the Carnot ideal, and their combination would be only 25% (50% x 50%). Over 100% (“overunity”) means “free energy,” which is what we were pursuing in 1987. Dennis’s original idea was naïve.

If you think about it in terms of the molecules in the working fluids, they are going to lose energy to the environment, and every unit of heat lost to the environment means a reduction of that ideal 100%. If there was no loss at all, and the heat pump and heat engine were perfectly efficient, all of the energy provided by the heat engine would be needed to run the heat pump, and there would not be any excess energy to harvest.

That is Carnot 101, and we got quoted that equation early and often. I am going to cover it more, but I want to cover heat pumps more, first. The refrigeration industry replaced the ice industry, and it would not be until homes were electrified that refrigerators became practical household appliances. Otherwise, you needed a heat engine to run the refrigerator (or a watermill). Refrigeration helped make many modern cities possible. Transportation and refrigeration greatly expanded the hinterland of cities, and today, the hinterland is effectively global. At my grocery store, I can buy produce from the Middle East and New Zealand, not to mention East Asia.

What does refrigeration do? It slows down chemical reactions, and for households and the food industry, it means the chemical reactions of the microscopic organisms that will eat that food if given a chance. If those microorganisms can’t eat the food (or their rate of consumption is greatly reduced), then people can. That is the essence of household refrigeration.

To get more elementary, why do people live in houses? Why did they live in caves, then huts? To conserve their bodies’ energy, either through heat loss or predation. A warmer environment means less heat loss. All warm-blooded animals get out of the rain, because cool water and the latent heat of vaporization saps their energy. When viewed through the lens of energy, the reasons for most of life’s practices are easily discerned, including humanity’s.

When the environment gets too hot, or humans expend energy in exercising, they have to spend energy to cool down (refrigeration, if you will). So, in hot climates, air conditioning, which is only turning a house into a refrigerator, reduces the human expenditure of energy to maintain the ideal body temperature that human biology is adapted to, and that ideal temperature is the most important for optimal enzyme functioning, without which there would not be life on Earth today.

So, burning fuel to heat human-friendly environments, and refrigeration to cool them down. But what about refrigeration to heat them? That is a horse of a different color, and is what heat pumps were all about. However, conventional heat pumps get poor COPs, around two-to-one in the 1970s, and the best today don’t get over four and are usually around three. Direct burning of fossil fuels in a home, using 95% or more of that heat energy generated, beats using that fuel in an electric power plant and running heat pumps with it (40% X 2 = 80%). Electricity is generally four times as expensive as natural gas, so heat pumps did not really make much sense to heat a home in the USA, and heat pumps really only made a kind of sense if they could also be used to cool the home in the summer.

Heat pumps used electricity, so increased electricity sales, and electric companies would often promote heat pumps as a way to compete with coal, gas, and oil heating. Partly because they were used in the summer for cooling, heat pumps were generally put in the shade someplace, so that they worked in the summer (if it was in the sunshine, that would make it hard to shed the heat at the condenser, as the cooler the condenser, the better it worked). Their evaporators looked like car radiators, and for the same purpose, of air blowing across the fin-and-tube array, to facilitate the heat exchange. Again, back in the 1970s, they only got a COP of about two, and along came LamCo.

Best,

Wade

[Krishna]

Looks like current air to water heat pumps get one third(1/3) the theoretical COP. That link gives various input temperatures from 50-80 F and output hot water at 130-140F. My calculations tell me that COP should be from 7 to 11 approximately. The real achieved COP is 2.2-3.3

That is Carnot 101, and we got quoted that equation early and often.

Yes. Carnot assumes ideal gas and sets the limits for heat engine and heat pump when using ideal gases. The "law" of conservation of energy is more appropriate. Wikipedia says "Energy can neither be created nor destroyed; rather, it transforms from one form to another." If it is possible to transform heat to mechanical energy with high efficiency then we have FE. The way Mr. Mentor used it and My. Fischer used heat in their engines was not using ideal gases, my calculations are that they get 99% transformation from heat to mechanical energy. This FE that is not infinite energy that you are talking and trying to bring out but world still it is world changing on a human scale nonetheless.

===Added Later===
No idea about efficiency of Fischer or Mentor engine. Still trying to work out the math. I am pretty sure what I am thinking is incorrect. *Sigh*

[Wade Frazier]

Thanks Freeknowledge:

It has been a while since I ran those numbers, and yes, heat pumps today are better than they were back in the 1980s, so 30% of Carnot makes sense. Back when the normal installation of Dennis’s heat pump got a COP of six, the standard heat pump got a COP of two, and Dennis often referred to a ground-sourced heat pump that got a COP of three, and it won an award from the DOE for its ingenious design, while Dennis’s heat pump was pointedly ignored, while the inventors cut its performance data in half, in order to maintain “credibility.”

Also, back then, household heat pumps were not used to heat water, but they were “air-to-air” heat pumps, which meant that they took energy from air and vented it to air, primarily into the heating system (at least in winter, and it became the air conditioning system in summer). So, it is kind of an apples to oranges idea to compare those heat pumps for water heating to those used in the 1970s/1980s. To my knowledge, the LamCo device was the only heat pump heating hot water in those days.

I have not thought about the numbers for many years, but when I looked at the air-to-air heat pump data back then, it was somewhere around 10-15% of Carnot, while the LamCo heat pump was around 50%. I just ran some numbers on a COP of 6, and an ambient of 50%, and came up with 89% of Carnot for the LamCo pump. That does not seem quite right, but it has been a while since I crunched those numbers. I recall about half of Carnot, when I used to crunch those numbers (in the early 1990s).

The bottom line was that the LamCo pump was at least three times as efficient as the air-to-air heat pumps of the day, and when Dennis was in Yakima, in the sunny summer desert, making hot water, he got a COP of 12.

The really crazy part was that while Carrier was making billions selling their crappy systems, and some guy got a DOE award for a COP of three, Dennis was getting a COP of 12, while surviving having his companies stolen, being wiped out by the electric companies, etc. In coming posts, I am going to write about that heat pump like Dennis’s that you linked to, built into homes and not retrofit, and what the advantages are.

I will come to Fischer’s and Mr. Mentor’s heat engines soon. But all of that pales, compared to what Sparky Sweet had, and what my friend was shown. Heat engines and heat pumps are child’s play, compared to ZPE.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Yesterday, I hiked here, as I did last year. I decided to add a little trip summary to my site, of a hike that I did almost exactly 30 years ago, which was one of my life’s most strenuous trips. But the biggest treat for me yesterday was my first significant owl encounter. I have startled more than one before while hiking, but they would fly away. As we were driving down the dirt road from the trailhead (my old man’s “speed” on the mountain is why we took hours longer than I anticipated), dusk was beginning to fall in the forest, and an owl landed on a branch near the road. As I stopped the car near the tree, it flew off about a hundred yards down the road, and landed on another branch. I crept the car up to it, and it just sat there. It twisted its head to look at us, and then looked back, obviously scanning for its dinner (or as owl “hours” go, its breakfast ). I got the attached photos, but even better, I took video footage that came out OK, and I put it here.

Today, I tried to identify its species, and for a minute, it seemed that maybe we had seen the elusive and famous spotted owl, but I later decided that it was likelier that we had seen a barred owl. After more than 40 years of hiking, an encounter like that was a first. Magic like that happens when you least expect it.

Best,

Wade

[Billy Vasiliadis]

Whoa, those owl pictures are pretty awesome. There is something magical about owls. They know what's up I wonder what the universe is trying to tell you Wade. Probably something like 'keep up the good work.....and don't forget to relax every now and again'. I would love to go hiking someday around those parts, the pictures you post seem like paradise.

[Wade Frazier]

Hi Vasili:

I went with a college roommate and a youngster who might join my choir one day, whom I have been hiking with since last year. When we got to the top, with that stunning view, I told him that for a day hike, that I would likely not take him on anything better (he saw those bears, so he is getting pretty spoiled ). That is one of the premier day hikes in the Cascades, and we hit it perfectly. That owl was a “bonus” that capped a perfect day, even though I got a preview of what 90 years old feels like as we returned to the car.

Hi all:

One thing that many people do is compare my work to others’, or let me know that those others could be allies, and so on. Well, nobody’s work is really like mine, although some of us cover similar subject matter. If Bucky Fuller was still alive, his work might be pretty close to mine, but the work of others that I hear about is usually similar in superficial ways, or they tackle some aspect of my work, but stay on that relatively narrow aspect. Some do good jobs with their material, and some not so good, and some is outright disinformation, through either malicious intent or gullibility/incompetence.

I’ll say this, however, for two bodies of work that I regularly hear about: Steven Greer’s and Richard Dolan’s. I write about Greer’s work plenty on my site, Brian O wrote the foreword to his latest book, and Greer spoke at the NEM conference that I bankrolled to get going, and I took a break from the registration table to hear him speak. Greer’s work is not disinformation, IMO, and confirmed many events during my free energy adventures, including what is in Godzilla’s Golden Hoard and how Godzilla throws around billions of dollars of bribes like confetti before he begins to play rough. I lived through events like he described, many years before I heard him talk, read his writings, or watched Disclosure Project witnesses describe their experiences, including those exotic technologies. That stuff is all real. Greer is trying the populist route, just like Dennis and Brian did, and it won’t work, IMO, and carrying their spears for many years helped lead to my current approach. Even if Greer was the right man for that job, it won’t work, IMO, and Greer has been too damaged by the meat grinder, taking the Über-warrior approach, to be effective as a man-of-the-people populist to go storming the ramparts. Dennis and Brian were much better qualified, but they did not stand a chance with their approach, either.

Richard Dolan is an academic who developed his “Breakaway Civilization” hypothesis. If you want to call Godzilla and friends a “Breakaway Civilization,” fine, but I don’t know how useful an academic model of them is. They are real, they have some megalomaniacal aspirations, and they can breakaway for all I care. I suppose, that for those in ignorance or denial of Godzilla’s existence, Dolan’s work has some value, but it is not going to help FE happen, IMO. I doubt that it hurts any, but it also doesn’t help much, and encourages that conspiracist focus on Godzilla and friends, which has never been productive behavior, as far as I have seen. I just salute Godzilla and go on my way, and do what I can to stay relatively low on his radar for now. Obsessing about Godzilla, or being in denial of him, are the two poles of delusion on that subject matter.

To people who continually drag such material to my doorstep, I’ll say this: what I am looking for is people who study my work, not to let me know about the latest YouTube presentation about Godzilla and friends or the latest New Age/conspiracist gossip. I wrote my big essay as a textbook, and learning the curriculum won’t be easy, but nothing worthwhile ever is. My hardest classes in college were always the most rewarding, and I am not saying that digesting my work is easy, but learning it is going to make people useful for my effort and it is really only a prerequisite. Greer’s and Dolan’s work are at the introductory level, suitable for the New Age equivalent of TED, and we have to go much deeper than that if we are going to make a dent.

While I am writing on the subject his morning, when people encounter my work and begin proselytizing to their social circles, and come away sobered up if not ostracized (and I always caution them not to, but they all have to run out and do it, even all of my best pupils), they are finding out the hard way what people who have had NDEs have learned. Whether is it NDEs, ETs, Godzilla, or FE, the masses “like” those ideas, if it is kept at the Hollywood/fictional level, but when they face it in real life, their primary reactions are denial and fear. As long as that stuff is kept at the gossip/tabloid/entertainment level, they enjoy the titillation, just like they do when watching the latest antics of the Kardashians and other celebrities, but when it comes to real life, people generally react with denial and fear, as it threatens their view of reality and their perceived place in the world.

Back to the science posts.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

While I am writing about science, here is another post on its limitations. I just finished Moral Origins, and as I finished it, it reminded me of Fuller’s observation regarding the naïveté of scientists. The scientific ideal is a worthy one, even if it has never been truly achieved, like those other societal ideals.

What I found useful about Moral Origins was its going a little more deeply on hunter-gatherer social organization, particularly how bands kept self-aggrandizing alpha males in check, and other freeloaders. The author’s hypothesis on how human morality and the human conscience developed is worth taking seriously, but is also hampered by its materialism, and that author’s religious stance on materialism was made crystal clear by the book’s end. As I have stated many times, materialism is a philosophical or religious position, not a scientific one, but it is the religion of our Epoch.

In a nutshell, the author’s hypothesis is that when humans began to hunt big game in a sophisticated way, they developed a social organization conducive to it, which included how the bands shared in the kills. The author’s guess was that it began to happen about 250K years ago, when butchering became more professional. No animal likes being coerced, and the humans (pre-Homo sapiens) of 250K years ago seemed to have invented a social structure that allowed for the most band members to share in the spoils of hunting large animals, and keeping self-aggrandizing and dominating males in check was the cornerstone of their social organization. The author’s hypothesis is that social self-control began to become baked into the DNA back then, and he further elucidated an idea that humanity may have been culling bellicosity genes from its gene pool for hundreds of thousands of years.

That investigation of hunter bands, and going up the human line to the split between the human and chimp lines, is good work, but the author stopped at the Second Epoch, and the book’s epilogue dealt with current events, skipping entirely over the Third Epoch, and framed humanity’s current dilemmas in those genetic terms and hunter-gatherer dynamics, but issues such as elites, corporations, and the like were totally off his radar. When discussing current events, he could have benefitted from more Chomsky and Herman, and less Pinker, who is an imperial apologist. Scientists can be very good at describing how things work, but are often bereft of ideas on how to change things, especially in political-economics and social issues, or their proposals are hopelessly unworkable.

It is time for me to cut to the chase and get cracking on my essay update, and I’ll see if I can get it done this year. I will be devouring scientific studies until I can’t do it anymore, but I have enough under my belt for this year’s revision. I plan to add a “What’s new with this version” chapter at the front of the essay, and Moral Origins will have a limited place in it.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Back to heat pumps and LamCo. When that Colorado cowboy and his engineer pal invented the LamCo heat pump, they were not thinking of the great thermodynamic advantage that that huge evaporator provided; they were just trying to make it look like the solar panels of the day. Not only was the great thermodynamic advantage a case of serendipity, they cut their performance data in half to stop getting laughed at by engineers who derided its “impossible” performance. It was far from impossible. As I recently wrote, long ago, when I looked at the data, I computed about half of the Carnot ideal, but when I ran an ambient of 50 degrees F, a hot water heat sink of 130 degrees and a COP of six, I got 88% of Carnot. But that was a swag. When I ran the numbers on Brian’s test, the one that he had to be reminded of on the witness stand, test A got 59% of Carnot. I do not know of a mainstream heat engine that ever got that close to the Carnot ideal, and let’s get into the physics of the LamCo heat pump a little.

The Carnot formula is the theoretical limit, and all practical heat pump and heat engine applications fall far short. What would make a heat engine or heat pump tend to the ideal? Reduced friction and reduced heat losses, for heat engines, is part of it. For heat engines and heat pumps, the less that the working fluid bangs against itself (turbulence), the more efficient the process will be. The water molecules in a steam turbine create useful work when they crash into the turbine blades, giving up their kinetic energy to the blade. To the extent that those molecules bang into each other, or the walls of the tubes leading to the turbine, the less energy is expended banging against the turbine blades. The ideal steam engine would have the water molecules go straight from the boiler to go banging against the turbine blades.

For heat pumps, there are similarities and differences to heat engines. A heat pump does not have to worry about heat loss, as the objective is to obtain heat. So, the most efficient heat exchangers are critical and those huge evaporators are the secret of the LamCo heat pump’s performance. Those huge surface areas (about 400 square feet of environmental contact) are why the LamCo heat pump’s COPs were so high. Another reason for the high COPs had nothing to do with ambient air temperature: those black panels could directly absorb photon energy. So, it could theoretically get higher COPs than the Carnot equation, as it got a boost from absorbed photon energy.

Also, all of that heat energy absorbed by the panel would be wasted if the other end of the arrangement, giving its heat to the higher-temperature heat sink, was not similarly efficient. Any bottleneck would kill the efficiency. Liquids are better than gases or solids for heat exchange, as solids don’t move and gases are far less dense, so can carry far less energy (each molecule carries the energy, so fewer molecules means less energy, at least at the same temperature). The LamCo heat pump was only going to work if it had a similarly efficient heat exchanger at the high-temperature heat sink, and from the beginning, the LamCo heat pump exchanged its heat with water, not air, as air-to-air heat pumps did.

One cost of the LamCo heat pump that the air-to-air heat pumps did not have was a large water tank. It did not have to have a large water tank, and many didn’t, but the advantage of a large water tank was storing the heat energy during the daytime, when the heat pump had higher COPs, and using it in the morning and evening, when most households needed the heat, not when everybody was asleep at night or away at work during the day. Notice how that Gannon’s installation had higher COPs in the daytime.

In practice, while an air-to-air heat pump held only a few pounds of refrigerant and delivered 50K BTUs to the home per hour at a COP of two, a properly designed and installed LamCo heat pump had 60 pounds of refrigerant and delivered 100K BTUs at a COP of six. That meant that it used only a third as much electrical energy (to run the pump) for every BTU of heat delivered to the home, and it delivered twice as many BTUs.

But as a retrofit installation, installed by the buyer half of the time, the quality was highly inconsistent, and the LamCo device did not have a good reputation until Dennis got involved and began industrializing the fledgling industry, just as he did the foam insulation industry, which was also stuck at the craftsman stage.

Retrofitting technology is always going to be inferior to installing it as OEM, engineered into the original equipment. That sunpump company that Freeknowledge linked to built the heat pump right into the home, and if they know what they are doing, the panel array is fabricated in a factory and installation in those homes is easy and standardized (like Dennis’s eventual Heat Injector idea). The nightmare of tinkerer installations is thereby avoided, and each home has a high-quality installation, engineered into the house. That is by far the ideal situation, not retrofitting a LamCo-style heat pump onto a home that had a gas furnace. One advantage of the LamCo retrofit was that the gas furnace could be backup, in case the heat pump failed, but they were as reliable as refrigerators, with a good pump (AKA “compressor”) lasting 20 years or so.

The air-to-air heat pumps of the day were garbage, compared to the LamCo heat pump. Yes, as the Carrier plant manager said, the air-to-air heat pumps were easy to install, like an appliance, but their design was crappy, as was their performance. The evaporator looked like a car radiator, and when the temperature got down to near freezing, ice would form on the fins, turning the evaporator into a block of ice, and no air could be forced through the fins, rendering the heat pump virtually inoperable. So, air-to-air heat pumps had heaters that de-iced the evaporators, so that air could blow through them again. Obviously, a fan and heater was going to reduce the COPs of air-to-air heat pumps.

While the LamCo heat pump did not have those problems, forced convection (via that fan) was going to improve the environmental heat exchange for air-to-air heat pumps. But those flat panels, in the sunshine and wind (which increases the heat exchange and raises the COPs), had great advantages over the tube-and fin array of air-to-air heat pumps. It used to be in Dennis’s sales materials, but it is not in my archives today, but there was an installation, someplace in the Rockies, I believe, that had a LamCo system, and it not only heated the home, but also a swimming pool, while the panels were buried under two feet of snow. A team of engineers studied that installation, wondering how the heck it did it. The conclusion was that the panels were sucking the heat out of the snow, and when the sunshine on the snow heated it up, the LamCo device sucked it back out.

I will resume my Boston posts, and I will return to the science posts as they become germane to the story. In the winter/spring of 1987, I was just learning how Dennis’s heat pump worked, and I had no idea if Dennis’s free energy idea, of hooking up his heat pump to a low-temperature heat engine, had any chance. I asked Mr. Mentor to come out to Boston to check out what we were doing. Were we chasing unicorns? When he came out in April of 1987, he was not so quick to call what we were doing “impossible,” and he eventually proposed marrying his engine to the panels from Dennis’s heat pump, but that happened later that year in Ventura. There is plenty more to the Boston story to tell.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Back to Boston. Those first energy shows marked the beginning of the end for me, as far as my enthusiasm went, for a few reasons. For one thing, I had pretty much laid my future on the line with Dennis, guaranteeing the investments of my first investors. I was there to help Dennis rebuild, but after the first shows, it was evident that we were not really building much. I was keenly interested in how Dennis built his companies, and I was watching the master at work, but it was a gritty business.

That salesman’s family, particularly the matriarch, fought Dennis the whole way and betrayed him in the end. They treated Dennis like some wayward salesman or entrepreneurial wild man who really did not understand. Dennis’s sales programs made it so that a chimpanzee could sell his systems, but I saw it go to his salesmen’s heads more than once, as they thought that either they were the salesmen of the century, or they harbored similar delusions. Trying to steal the business happened often, and the salesmen were regularly involved. Dennis was the magic that made it happen. That family was comprised of entrepreneurial naifs who thought that they knew better than Dennis how to make it happen. One day, they presented a partnership agreement for Dennis to sign, and as I recall, my wagon was going to get hitched to it, too, and as we read it, back in the fine print was their clause to remove Dennis from the partnership. Dennis didn’t sign it. They soon went bankrupt, fighting off all of Dennis’s attempts to bail them out.

That old girlfriend soon began attacking me, which was the most painful part of all for me, and it gave me a gentle preview of future events.

At our first greatest energy show, Dennis gave away his Heat Injector concept, which was nothing to sneeze at, but without Dennis, there was not going to be an industry of LamCo-style heat pumps. Part of me wondered what we were trying to do. Gone was Dennis’s strategy before I met him, of stacking sales contracts to the ceiling and attracting the money to build and install them. We were really showing off an idea, and a rather crude one at that, as I look back at it. We put on a second set of shows, one of which the head of the DOE in New England attended. A local newspaper covered us, and the reporter asked if he could come to work for us. It was the only time that I ever saw the mainstream media in the USA give Dennis positive coverage.

Other than the man who became our machinist in Ventura, nobody from Massachusetts got involved with us; they were all from New Hampshire or Maine. The Massachusetts media, other than that small newspaper, ignored us, as The Boston Globe ran an article on mining moon dust to solve our energy problems, soon after our first shows, and the Boston media was filled with a propaganda barrage on behalf of a nuclear power plant. Similar to Washington and Whoops, we had stumbled into the middle of a huge energy controversy. Just over the border of Massachusetts, in New Hampshire, the Seabrook Nuclear Power Plant was under construction. Federal law stated that all political jurisdictions within ten miles of a nuclear power plant had to approve the evacuation plans in case of a nuclear event. Michael Dukakis was mounting his run for the presidency that year, and he had to approve the evacuation plans for some towns in Massachusetts, and he got plenty of political mileage over opposing the plant.

There was a great deal of protest over Seabrook, which we later discovered was kind of phony, and we put on a Greatest Energy Show a quarter-mile from Seabrook’s front gates, the gates that protestors regularly chained themselves to. Our message was that the best way to fight nuclear power was to make it obsolete. It was around that time that we received what I now know was Godzilla’s first entreaty: his friendly buyout offer. The so-called White Hats were calling us in the night, and it was just before the Seabrook show that I asked Mr. Mentor to come out to Massachusetts, to see if what we were advocating had a prayer, technically. He saw our Seabrook show. Also, it turned out that several Seabrook company officials attended the show.

One member of our fledgling network was deeply connected to New England’s electric industry, and around the time of our Seabrook show, he informed us that all of New England’s electric companies held a secret meeting, to decide what to do about us. Unlike Washington’s electric companies, who opted for the snuff job, New England’s electric companies came to the conclusion that they might have to work with us. At our Seabrook show, Dennis announced his plans for buying out the Seabrook plant and instead using it for energy storage, for all of the household free energy machines that would soon carpet New England. Dennis always thought big, and he could be accused of harboring megalomaniacal dreams with nothing to back it up, and at that show, he announced that he was going make a proposal to Seabrook’s chairman of the board, to buy Seabrook out. The mouse roared. A couple of days later, Dennis express mailed his proposal to Seabrook’s chairman of the board. Talk about shooting from the hip. But guess who called our office the next day? The chairman of the board! He called and said that he could be at our hole-in-the-wall office within an hour, to discuss Dennis’s proposal. It was the opposite reaction of Washington’s electric companies.

Within a week, Dennis and Mr. Engineer had a red carpet reception at the chairman’s palatial penthouse suite in Boston, and a day or so before the meeting, I answered the phone in the office, and it was the chairman, wanting to speak to Dennis. It soon became evident that the red carpet treatment was an attempt to placate and co-opt our effort, but at least it was not a snuff job…yet.

Also, part of the seed of why I am not with Dennis today was planted in those early days in Boston. In Seattle, Dennis was just a businessman selling the world’s best heating system, putting it on customers’ homes for free, which was the most brilliant business strategy that I have ever seen. In Boston, however, Dennis’s Christian fanaticism, which was not really evident in Seattle, came to the fore, and staging our first Greatest Energy Shows at the facility where the Boston Tea Party was planned showed Dennis’s “patriotic” fervor, and I did not share his religious or “patriotic” convictions. That stuff began going against the grain for me early on. I tolerated it, but it was not my conviction. Dennis stated that The People really cared, but had nothing worth caring about, and in my naïveté, I believed him. Ten years later, when I was briefly with him again, he admitted to me that almost nobody really cared, but he was sifting through humanity’s mine tailings, looking for overlooked nuggets. He rarely found any.

It was many years before I could articulate what was troubling about Dennis’s approach. He appealed to nationalism, capitalism, and organized religion in Boston, which I later understood were the primary population management ideologies in the USA, and they work because they are based on scarcity and fear, creating an in-group at the expense of the out-group. In the end, Dennis was really appealing to people’s self-interest, under the guise of those ideologies, to get “action,” but it naturally attracted the self-interested. Some saw beyond Dennis’s rhetoric, to the great heart that Dennis had, but it was not very many. People came to our shows for the spectacle or to serve their self-interest. There were few exceptions.

Dennis wore his religion on his sleeve ever since our first Greatest Energy Shows, and that Christian, “patriotic” rhetoric attracted a certain flavor of American capitalist, and right after that Seabrook show, the epitome of that mentality arrived at our door: Amway. Mr. Stooge attended the Seabrook show and brought the first billionaire that I ever met to our office, as he sniffed around for opportunities. He was an Amway billionaire, and when we moved to Ventura a couple of months later, we stopped at Amway’s headquarters in Michigan, and had them test one of our heat pumps that had been mounted on wheels. That Seattle salesman, whose family fought Dennis the whole way, built that demo model, but in his technical ignorance, he damaged the compressor (by “liquid-charging” it, which I witnessed him do, and the heat pump only got a COP of around three during that test, when it should have gotten a nine or so (it was a sunny, 90 degree day when they tested it)). With their test of a broken unit (and who knows what else was awry with that unit?), Amway declined to get involved with us, which privately relieved Dennis, as he really did not want to become part of some conglomerate.

But what was truly momentous about those days was a secret deal that Mr. Mentor cut with Dennis, without my knowledge, and I only discovered it a decade later, while reading it in one of Dennis’s books. Dennis had been around many inventors by that time, and every inventor, and his supporters, thinks that he is the next Edison or Tesla. Free energy inventors are worse, often thinking that they are the Second Coming or Messiah, and within minutes of my arrival in Boston, I let Dennis know in no uncertain terms that Mr. Mentor’s influence was why I had chased Dennis to Boston.

Dennis had heard that story many times before, of somebody who knew a genius inventor, but as I became his partner, and he hung out with Mr. Mentor during his stay with us, Dennis realized that Mr. Mentor really was a latter-day Tesla, and he begged Mr. Mentor to get involved with him. Mr. Mentor replied that if Dennis wanted to get involved with him, that he had to move to business to Ventura, where Mr. Mentor lived, and before I knew it, Dennis began planning to move our business to Ventura, which was the last place on Earth where I wanted to be. I had left Southern California twice previously, to live in Seattle, and the second time, I vowed to never live there again. There we were moving back to my home town, little more than a year after I left LA, nearly giving it the finger in my rearview mirror as I drove away. It kind of felt like a Twilight Zone episode to me, moving back to Southern California, and I will cover that situation more later, but there are plenty more educational Boston events to tell.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

One of my significant early lessons was in Boston, although I did not learn it more fully until years later, and it informs my efforts today. What we were doing, building a crude demo model, renting out the Old South Meeting House, with no media coverage, with Dennis in his corny white tuxedo, with only 35 people in attendance for our first show, with one patron leaving some humorous art, may have seemed to be nothing more than a con man and his gullible assistant making an inconsequential effort, ignored by the powers that be as trivial. On the surface, it may have seemed that way, but it was anything but that. All sorts of interests were avidly following our efforts.

The White Hats began to call Dennis in those days. We received Godzilla’s friendly buyout offer. The electric companies had secret meetings, to decide what to do about us. Jackie Gleason was watching our tapes. A billionaire dropped by the office, but the only official attention until then was an “investigator” who swaggered into Dennis’s office, soon after Dennis hit Boston, once the investigator was tipped off by Ms. Pinch Hitter, who lied out of both sides of her mouth as a matter of course. The only politician who contacted us was one the Kennedys, to tell Dennis that he thought that Dennis was an ***hole. That was it, from officialdom and corporate America, until we heard from the Chairman of the Seabrook Association. There was still no media coverage, other than that local newspaper, but the highest councils on Earth were paying attention, which only became more rapt in the coming years. I am on their radar today, and Dennis has been high on it since Seattle.

Dennis and I did a radio show interview just before the Seabrook show, and my naïveté showed, when Dennis said that the formal interview would never be aired and that the informal interview was the real one. He was right. In fact, I am pretty sure that the “Senator” that was on the phone with that radio personality, as we arrived for the interview, was preparing that interviewer for us. That second tape (the real interview) was certainly heard by high-ranking people, which likely included Seabrook’s chairman of the board.

Not only was that “investigator” performing an investigation in order to proceed criminally against us, although he could not find anything illegal in what we were doing, similar activities were mounted against us. Soon before we left Boston for Ventura, I opened a letter from the Massachusetts Secretary of State’s office, which gave me a preview of future events. The letter demanded the names of the people that we had done business with in Massachusetts, particularly the dealers. Dennis’s program in Boston was training salesmen/dealers, who bought the materials from us for $1,000, as I recall. Dennis was also forming a national network, which was how Mr. Professor became active with us, but more on that later.

Even I understood that it was a fishing expedition to find something that they could get us for (I was not completely naïve, having seen what I did in Seattle, and getting educated in Boston about Dennis’s past), but the only person from Massachusetts who got involved was a young man who was already planning to move to Ventura with us, and who became our machinist. I replied with his name, and we moved away a week or two later, escaping their clutches. The red carpet from Seabrook’s chairman of the board was about to turn redder with our blood if we had stayed much longer.

I witnessed the carnage at the tail-end of Dennis’s Seattle effort, saw lives wrecked, heard about that “suicide,” and starved for months myself. I got another dose of it in Boston, and it was one of the saddest aspects of my journey and is a big reason why I am taking my approach today. We never really got anything going in Boston, at least not after I became Dennis’s partner. There were some enthusiastic people, such as that man who arranged that radio show interview that never aired. He and his father got involved, and were some of our most enthusiastic supporters in those early days, but soon before we left, I called him. It was a painful conversation, as he told me about how all of his efforts came to naught, which comprised a few months of his life and probably a few thousand dollars spent. It was trivial, compared to what I had already been through, not to mention Dennis’s preposterous journey, but we had a responsibility for “infecting” that man with our free energy dream, and he went out and tried to stir things up, to only run into the brick wall of humanity’s inertia. He was an early example of what I caution people about today, of proselytizing to their social circles. It is a good way to get ostracized.

Just like I had no idea what I was getting into when that voice spoke to me, when I left Seattle to chase after Dennis, when I became his partner, and when we moved the operation to Ventura, the people who got involved with us really had no idea what they were getting involved with. It seemed unfair to me, even though we never hid our past. Joe Average had almost no framework to understand the lay of the land, what free energy really meant, what the obstacles were, how the world really worked, and so on. We barely understood ourselves, in those days. Dennis does not really understand free energy’s Epochal significance, all these years later, partly because of his scientific illiteracy and partly because Indiana Jones rarely slows down long enough to think deeply about the journey; he is too busy trying to survive his adventures, and Dennis watches TV in his “spare” time, not in study. In Boston, I began having serious reservations about the populist route that Dennis was trying. When I chased Dennis from Seattle, my goal was to help Dennis stack contracts and sell equipment again. Free energy was the furthest thing from my mind when I left Seattle for Boston, and some mass movement, selling business opportunities (which I eventually learned that only Dennis was capable of truly exploiting), chasing after an idea, was not really what I signed up for.

While I was on that 45-day fast and for the last few months in Seattle, when I lived with my grandparents, I probably did not drink alcohol at all. I could not afford it, for one thing ( ), but after our first Greatest Energy Shows and as the attacks from that old girlfriend began, my drinking problem returned with a vengeance, and I was soon picking up a six-pack of beer on the way home from work and drinking it alone in my room at our house. Dennis drank wine, and during those long nights that winter/spring of 1987, with Dennis telling me his life’s story and beginning to train me to become his protégé, it was often accompanied by my drinking beer and Dennis’s drinking wine. In his frustration after one of our shows, Dennis drunkenly hurled a dinner knife through the first pane of a double-paned window in our kitchen, and it was still trapped between the panes when we moved away a few months later.

The early excitement had turned to sadness and stress for me, and by the time we left Boston, my stress symptoms from my LA days came back in full blossom. I was drinking heavily again, and I really did not know why we were moving back to California, which was the last place on Earth where I wanted to be.

I am coming to the end of the Boston posts, but there are still some tales to tell and I’ll summarize the lessons that I learned in Boston.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Not much time for a post this morning, but briefly, I want to return to Moral Origins, and this will take more than one post. The social organization that formed around hunting big game was economically conditioned, although the author of Moral Origins did not emphasize it. Hunter-gatherer band social organization was keenly focused on preventing a man from trying to take over and becoming some kind of headman, or elite, if you will. The hunter-gatherer economy did not produce the energy surplus that could support elites. Any man who tried to become an elite and garner a disproportionate share of the meat would threaten the band’s viability. Hunter-gatherer band social organization was a solution that humans developed, which provided the greatest welfare to all, which was how a band’s members could all survive the rigors of their existence.

When the domestication of plants and animals began, or in the few places where a hunter-gatherer energy supply could support sedentism and a food surplus could be used for political purposes, then elites did rise, and they were men, by and large. There was a brief Golden Age of early agriculture, when women brought in more calories than the men and those societies often became matrilineal and were the most peaceful preindustrial cultures, and all pristine civilizations began peacefully. But as they grew, men took over again and women’s status declined as women became broodmares for the agrarian economy. Their status would not rise again until industrialization.

Best,

Wade

[Krishna]

Posted by Wade Frazier (here)
The social organization that formed around hunting big game was economically conditioned

Wade,
How important was meat for the last 2 million years of our evolution? I understand that big game has a lot of energy, and cooperation in hunting and distribution certainly played a role in our journey. But co-operation for gathering vegetarian food also could also play important role in nudging our evolution. Why the emphasis on meat? I read about importance of meat in Melvin Konner's books also. Human childhood is very long compared to other animals, and it takes co-operation from the entire band to raise kids, which in turn could have reinforced co-operative strategies to stop violent males.

Speculative thoughts from me. Any opinion?

[Wade Frazier]

Hi Freeknowledge:

I ordered that evolution of childhood tome. We’ll see how much I read it in the near future. The meat issue is a big one. The meat was not so much for calories, for most bands, but high protein and particularly the fatty parts of the kill. There has definitely been some human evolutionary adaptation to meat. When you get down to it, when our ancestors left the rainforest, they left behind the diet that they were ideally adapted for, which was fruit-based. If we had FE, I believe that fruits and vegetables would become the human staple again, with maybe some grain and root crops, not far off from what that Roads world was like (or will be ). I would like to think that vegetarianism would also become the norm in an FE-based world. That would be a far more enlightened world than today’s.

There was definitely social organization and societal problem-solving that went into the mix, too, and certainly the social dynamics around gathering played their part. It was obviously far different from stalking prey, and women took their infants along with them, so it was a very different setting.

I have written it before that the nimble fingers of women and the athletic prowess of men reflected their gathering and hunting heritage, and I recently wrote why Africans whip the rest of the world in running and jumping.

As you know, there is a controversy right now on the respective importance of meat and cooking. Energy-dense food was the cause of the shrinking human-line digestive tract, and there are arguments for both meat and cooking. It was one, the other, or both, IMO. Gathering was not something new and unusual, but cooking and lots of meat were. Most of the changes happened by nearly two million years ago, when Homo erectus appeared. The evolution since then has been relatively modest. This is an important and fascinating subject.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

As I have noted, with each Epoch of the human journey, its energy surplus increased, which is a society’s true wealth. Also, with each Epoch, humanity became more humane because it could afford to. Moral Origins was primarily concerned with hunter-gatherer bands, which hail from the Second Epoch. For all of the Third Epoch’s evils, such as mass warfare and slavery, the Third Epoch was vastly more humane than the Second, which was vastly more humane than the First.

In Moral Origins, the author vetted Earth’s last hunter-gathers, to winnow them down to the closest thing that there was to the late-Pleistocene hunter-gatherer bands, and his focus was generally on Inuit bands in Canada and desert-dwelling hunter-gatherers in Africa, particularly the !Kung people. In both cultures, the surplus energy was so low that killing members of the bands was common, for economic reasons. If a woman gave birth to twins, she would murder one of them, as she could not carry two of them each day. When the rare person lived to be old and decrepit, he/she was murdered by the band. In the Arctic, they would be put out in the elements and freeze to death, which was a painless death, and as humane as the band could muster. In Africa, if an elderly person was put out in the elements like that, they would have likely not died some painless death, but would have died via predation. So the “humane” treatment in Africa was to sneak up behind the elderly and crush their skulls with a blow to the back of the head. That was the most humane “retirement plan” that the hunter-gatherer economy provided.

In the Arctic, when times became really hard, parents would kill and eat their children. It was an example of what the Moral Origins author said was humanity’s “flexible conscience,” which may have been critical to humanity’s survival. Child-eating parents justified their cannibalism by stating that if they killed themselves instead, to feed their children, that the children would not be able to fend for themselves after the parents were eaten, so the entire family would go extinct, so it made more sense for the parents to survive, and when the crisis passed, they could have more children. And it was acceptable logic to others in those societies. Survival comes first.

To people living in the Fourth Epoch, such decisions are unimaginable, but they were regular ones in the Second Epoch. What made the difference between those Epochs was the level of energy surplus.

I regularly see Fourth Epoch people decry the practices of Third Epoch peoples, but those are scientifically illiterate and ignorant criticisms. Those “primitive” Third Epoch practices (such as the low status of women) are just what the energy surplus of the Third Epoch could support.

As Uncle Noam once said, today’s world is no more “moral” than when the Mongol Hordes rode. Bush and the neocons were no more “moral” than Hitler. In fact, Hitler used the Anglo-American process of “settling” North America as his model for “settling” Eastern Europe.

As I segue back to my journey with Dennis, his migrant farmworker background is responsible for his fanatical Christianity. Growing up on farms is not all bad, as agrarian cultures can produce people with a naïve honesty that peoples of the Fourth Epoch lack.

The human equipment has not appreciably changed since humans became behaviorally modern (and arguably ensouled), so the Epochs are not due to some evolutionary breakthrough, but humanity’s reaching the technological prowess and social organization necessary to tap a new energy source. It really is about that simple.

I recently talked FE with some pals, and one subject was how people are going to react to machines replacing them. I replied that machines had been replacing people for centuries (that is why slavery ended), and that machines already perform more than 99.9% of the work in the USA. People are getting all hot and bothered about the last 0.1%? Strange. Of capitalism’s many crimes (the suppression of FE is capitalism on steroids), one of its greatest is that it does not share the wealth and has led to surreal levels of wealth concentration, where a few hundred people possess the wealth of half of humanity. With the almost unimaginable energy surplus of the Fifth Epoch, all societal structures based on energy and economic scarcity will go the way of slavery and infanticide. And just like with every previous Epoch, the masses are going to be unable and unwilling to even imagine the coming Epoch before it arrives. I seek the few who can and will.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

The two most common reactions to our Boston efforts were:

• “This is a scam!”
• “They are going to kill you!”

I have mentioned the enlightening conversations that I had when answering the company’s phone, beginning in Seattle when I talked to John Spickard for the only time. One day in Boston, I picked up the phone to hear a woman nearly yell, “Come on! This is a scam!” After a minute of conversation, when I replied that we were sincere in our efforts, she said, “In that case, I am calling to offer you our marketing services.” That is how they make sales calls in Boston.

When my old girlfriend attacked me for the last time, I sent her a check that was for twice her initial investment, along with a note in which I observed how offensive her attacks were, and I never heard from her again. I think that Dennis had already met Mr. Professor and Mr. Mentor by that time, as he and Mr. Engineer took a trip to California to meet with the first of several scientists that we encountered who challenged the validity of the second law of thermodynamics, or at least its mainstream interpretation. Dennis had begun a national regional concept, and Mr. Professor was busily raising money for his region, after his Merry Christmas gesture ended up with my giving him stock in my company.

When I paid that old girlfriend, Dennis insisted that I make my guarantee to my investors good then, so that they would not have a claim on me later, and the offer was this: twice their money back for their investment, or all of their money back for half of their investment, and I would no longer guarantee anybody’s investment. Mr. Professor was eager to buy out anybody and everybody, and one of my investors took me up on it. Another investor (the friend that accompanied me on this backpack) was allied with my old girlfriend during her attacks, and her last call to me was from his home. I had called him, she happened to be there, and he put her on the phone. She proceeded to attack me like a bulldog, which left me in tears. It was her fourth and final attacking phone call. I nearly begged him to sell his stock, or at least half of it for all of his money back, but he said that he was fine. It was a lie, as I later discovered, at about the worst possible moment.

Mr. Professor was so eager, and was raising money, that I thought that he was why we moved to Ventura. I had no idea that it was because of the secret deal that Mr. Mentor made with Dennis. When we hit Ventura a couple of months later, Mr. Professor gave Dennis a wad of money (about what I raised to become Dennis’s partner) and told him to go make it happen. Mr. Professor and I were the only partners that Dennis ever had who trusted him like that, and Dennis asked me if I had any more buddies like that.

As we began to prepare for our move to California, we hired a man to run our Boston operation, which was dying fast. He was the first person that I encountered who tried to steal a company that I owned a piece of. He was far from the last.

Dennis’s father was dying of rheumatoid arthritis at that time. Dennis took a trip to Yakima to visit and came back with a salesman named Fred, whom Dennis knew from this youth. Fred ran the Boston operation for a month or so after we left, BS-ing everybody, spending the last money of our Boston operation, and then driving away with a car that that Boston family had leased. Back home in Yakima, he did not respond to our calls and letters, and Dennis convinced his sister to go “steal” it from Fred’s home. I flew up to Seattle to drive it back down to Ventura, and we flew that Seattle salesman from Boston to drive it back home. As I picked up the car, Dennis’s sister told me that she would not do anything like that for Dennis again. It was like me making a threat on Dennis’s behalf: once was enough. A few weeks later, Dennis hired Fred again and brought him to Ventura, to run the sales team. It was strange to me. I think that Dennis stayed friends with Fred through all that was about to happen. Fred was a good BS-er, I’ll give him that, but as I recall, he was not much help to our Ventura operation. I think that Dennis had a youthful respect for Fred’s sales ability, but Fred’s game only worked in small-town Yakima, it seemed to me.

I am going to be quiet for a couple of days.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Well, not quite as quiet as I thought. Those bots pushed the hits to 1.4 million today. Maybe I’ll just note each million from now on. School is back in session in the USA, and I saw this from a professor at a liberal arts university on Columbus. Over the next month, the Columbus essay traffic skyrockets. It is about the oldest essay on my site, and definitely becomes the most popular at this time of year.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Here are a couple of odds and ends this morning. I have been approached many times over the years by either cancer patients or those in their social circles. It almost always goes this way, and I stopped trying much many years ago. I let that essay do the talking anymore. I am a layman and don’t give medical advice, but seeing the comments at the end of this reproduction of my work, which I saw for the first time this morning, once again makes me happy that I wrote that essay. That medical racket essay is one of the oldest on my site, and part of me would like to rewrite it, after months of study of new material, but it is not likely going to happen.

The medical racket is like many aspects of our world, in that it only deals with obvious symptoms, while the underlying dynamics that lead to the symptoms are ignored. It is called hacking at branches and other terms. The vast majority of “activism” today is of the hacking-at-branches variety. Until such people develop a broader, deeper, comprehensive perspective, hacking at branches is the best they can do, if they hack at all.

I was also reading that 1944 Smithsonian report on Rife’s microscope (1, 2). The principle author, Seidel, was shot at immediately after having that report published. That was over 70 years ago, and Rife’s work was largely wiped out, and anybody pursuing it in the USA today faces prison. I know somebody who was jailed for pursuing it, as the racket rolls on.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

In June 1987, five months after I became Dennis’s partner, we loaded a rental truck with most of the company’s assets, towed my Pinto wagon behind it, and headed toward California. Dennis, Mr. Engineer, that Seattle salesman and I drove to Amway’s headquarters in Michigan, where they tested what turned out to be a broken system, and I drove by myself the rest of the way to Ventura. Dennis visited his dying father one last time, I lived with my father, whose wife kicked me out of the home a month later (and I moved in with Dennis and his family once more), and Mr. Professor had raised enough money for us to get going again. Get going on what was a good question, and that will come in future posts, but I want to summarize what I learned in Boston, which is the point of my recent posts.

I did it in that letter to Brian O that became an essay, and as I look at those Boston lessons, I probably can’t improve on its gist much, but I can put a little more meat on the bones.

That “hacking at branches” observation largely related to those Seabrook protestors who chained themselves to the front gates, but making nuclear power obsolete was off of their radar.

Having the red carpet rolled out by Seabrook’s chairman, while others were sharpening their axes, became a common dynamic, which we eventually saw with the White House several times. That the sitting American president and his advisors were either fans of Dennis’s, or he had their great respect, meant nothing in the big picture. The sitting American president is little more than a puppet, and he knows it.

While I learned many important lessons in Boston, or began to learn them (the lessons often did not really drive home until years later, sometimes many years, as I put events and evidence together), the most painful, by far, was seeing how those closest to me could act despicably, and that old girlfriend’s attacks comprised a gentle preview of what was ahead for me. That, more than anything else, left me feeling pretty battered by June 1987. Facing the idea of a violent death was not as painful as being attacked that way, by somebody whom I once considered marrying.

Those days also began my period of disillusionment with our effort. We did not stack contracts up, like Dennis had done in the past, but began some kind of social effort, founded on Dennis’s belief that The People cared, but had nothing worth caring about (a decade later, he admitted that he was wrong). I had been getting slowly disillusioned since I left home for the university, but that process kicked into high gear in Boston. Mr. Mentor said early on that the USA was too fascist for our effort to succeed, and he was right. But it was really how The People acted that shocked me, not what the Big Boys did. Dennis called them the Big Boys early on, and I used it myself. Somebody once suggested that the “Big Boys” was too glib, so I invented “Global Controllers,” but I usually use the more colorful “Godzilla” that I heard Steven Greer use, especially in relatively informal forum posts. However, the name is not important (they don’t have an official name, as far as I know). It is what they do that is, and I later realized that we received Godzilla’s friendly buyout offer in Boston, around the same time that the White Hats began contacting Dennis.

I began to learn that the free energy pursuit is life-risking and life-wrecking behavior, in many ways. Those are probably the most important lessons of my journey, and the heart of what I have to offer: I know what doesn’t work and is unlikely to, and it richly informs my current effort. I don’t want to bury anybody else whom I got involved in my efforts, and it is a big reason why I am being very picky on who can join my effort.

But even as I drove to Ventura in June of 1987, if you had told me what the next two years would have in store for me, I would have looked at you like you were crazy. My learning experiences were just beginning.

Best,

Wade