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Weather or Not:

The effect of chemical aerosol spraying on current drought By Tim Menger

Every day the workings of a huge injustice unfold across our Western skies.

Our famous blue skies are, these days, often not allowed to be clear, clean and blue. The nearly uniform presence of a dirty milky haze of stripes and odd shapes of white smudges seem to dominate the atmosphere above.

We've all seen it. As much as we try to ignore and dismiss this mess, the very fact that it is a relatively new phenomenon affecting the very sky above us strikes suspicion in those who give it thought and credence. However, no matter who has noticed and who hasn't noticed, it still exists.

It is my hope that within the following chapters of this article the reader's eyebrows and awareness will be raised of serious things happening right in front of (above) our noses.

The skies above the Grand Valley are much like the skies over most of the Rocky Mountains and Great Basin of the American West. We could boast of clear, clean, blue skies for 300 days a

year. The remaining days were stormy or overcast. Toss in a few days of smoggy winter inversions, and one could get a good picture of the weather we were used to.

Around 1994, as close as I can figure, things started to change. The appearance of our overhead atmosphere was different. The differences were subtle then but noticeable to weather freaks such as myself.

In the winter of 2000, the blue skies of Grand Junction were being cut up, skewered and crisscrossed by long dirty white jet contrails. All of a sudden, they were there. Sometimes scores of intersecting lines would be painted above us in a matter of hours. These trails would stay, widen into each other, and expand into a total blurry overcast.

Except for the large number of stripes, it reminded me of the 1960's when the airline business was rapidly expanding. Back then you could see horizon to horizon exhaust stripes in the sky. In the 1970's public awareness and concern forced the E.P.A. to set stringent guidelines on the emissions of commercial airliners. Through mandatory compliance, our skies were again free of airplane exhaust.

It wasn't just the sudden and blatant reappearance of the dirty contrail, but the sharp increase in the number of high flying major airliner sized planes suddenly emerging, that got me going.

Upon talking to the E.P.A. office in Denver, I learned that there had been no major change in the emission standards for commercial jet liners since the laws were passed in the 70's. There were a few relaxations of air standards around some larger metro airline hubs such as Denver, Phoenix and Sacramento etc.. to allow for increased travel demands. The changes were so minimal, however, that there were no visible differences to the common jet contrail. Commercial jet contrails have remained, since the early of mid 1970's, small thin trailers following behind the jets. These are mostly water vapor lines that disappear within seconds.

So what was happening to my sky? A simple question asked by a free American citizen. Day after day the lines were being drawn. Checkerboard patterns would appear, ever expanding. The jets would fly next to each other painting parallels or just fill the sky with random 'spin art' creations. Later in each day's operation, the jets would intersect perfectly the remaining blue patches until the entire heavens were a dirty milky white.

As the months passed, the phenomena continued. By Christmas of 2000 I had contacted every elected official I could think of including the airport and the airport tower. Across the board I received the same canned "Nothing to see here folks" attitude and explanation. It was then that a few others and I set out to " officially" observe what was going on.

It didn't take long for all of us to agree on the following conclusions.

1) These are not commercial passenger jets making the long dirty contrails. There were times during a heavy spraying day when the sky would be painted from a bright clear blue to a complete dirty white. During these days, as many as eight jets could be seen over the valley at one time. Their patterns would be side by side, or near miss crossings that no passenger pilot or tower would ever allow the happen. The large number of spraying jets, their erratic patterns, absolutely ruled out commercial flight.

If there were that many passenger flights over our sky at once, you would presume that there would be hundreds of flights crossing the Rockies at the same time all the time.