On a train bound for nowhere, I met up with a Gambler…
A little while back, that great philosopher, Kenny Rogers spelt out the rules for Gamblers in clear and simple terms:
You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.
That sound advice honoured only in the breach by renewables rent-seekers and their parasites, around the world.
The moment that the planets align, the sun’s up, the clouds disappear, the wind hits the perfect pace and wind and solar output approaches anything like the notional capacity of the generators concerned, wind and sun worshippers start crowing about the colossal effort that their beloveds have…
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