After writing about Kior, I am reminded of the Dr. Seuss book the Lorax. In the Lorax the Once-ler was a greedy industrialist who felled all the Trufulla Trees to knit Thneeds his comical yet versatile yarn for socks, shirts, hats and even carpets.
Of course after all the Trufulla Trees are felled, the Once-ler’s enterprise fails and the Once-ler lives as a recluse in the Street of the Lifted Lorax. A young boy visits the Once-ler and pays the Once-ler 15 cents, a nail, and the shell of a grandfather snail to explain why the area is so run down and dilapidated.
Well Folks we now have the sequel to the Lorax and this book is The Morax. Remember children M comes after L in the alphabet. In Latin Morax means “that delays’ or “that stops”. In demonology The Morax is a daemon that is the President of Hell.
In the Morax we do not have the Once-ler. We have the Mega-lors who live on the Crooked Sand Hill Road. They are the megalomaniacal VCs who have screwed us over and over with their UnTrufulla yarns of making biofuels from trees, grass, straw, and even seaweed. The definition of the Mega-lors is a psycho-pathological condition characterized by delusional fantasies of renewable power, relevance, or omnipotence.
Unlike the child who spent only 15 cents , a nail, and the shell of a grandfather snail to hear the story, we paid tens of billions of dollars to live through this thermodynamic fake out. The timber barons in Northern California tried to ban the Lorax in public schools. I got a feeling the Morax will be banned in Silicon Valley.
The sequel to the Morax is not the Norax but is the Moraxella. Moraxella are rod shaped pathogens that cause infections in humans. We simply have nothing to look forward to.