A Soul Under Fire

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British Petroleum, environment, Gulf of Mexico, offshore drilling, oil companies, Oil leak disaster, Sarah Palin

 Such is how I feel today as I watch the disaster that is about to strike the gulf coast. It is sickening. What exactly did we forget about what we learned as mere children: water and oil don’t mix. I remember as a child the bluish sheen of gasoline not burned by the boat outboard motor, glistening on the surface of the water of the lake. I understood. Why can’t they?

Is the allure of money to stuff in one’s campaign coffers too much? Is the cheap and quick fix to a local economy too enticing? Are we too willing to deny the obvious for a job? a few extra bucks in the paycheck? Are we so small and selfish and inconsiderate? Are we betting that it will not be our problem but somebody else’s? Somebody else’s child’s?

It sickens me. I want to weep, and I want to hit out at somebody, something.

We learn that what British Petroleum told us is not true. More than five times what they said was leaking actually is. Investigations will soon follow, to determine in part whether they always knew this or not. If they did, well damn them.

 We are now in a race that we probably can’t win. Thank goodness that NOAA did an independent investigation and at least alerted that the danger was ever so much worse than we thought. But, frankly it may not matter.

All of this is so predictable. It was a disaster that everyone knew would happen sooner or later, and all those who pushed off-shore drilling, well they banked on later, or at least that they would, when it happened, be far enough away from the action to not be blamed.

I frankly don’t know what agreements states make with these companies. I don’t know who has the ultimate control, federal or state. I was not happy to hear that Obama was removing the moratorium on offshore drilling considerations. I admit not to have followed these issues well.

But, I have no doubt that there would be no drilling offshore in the Gulf of Mexico without the express okay of the states now threatened. So they bear the onus of their own mistakes, yet what they reap in this whirlwind of disaster will affect everyone.

My heart breaks for the wildlife and ecosystems that will be harmed and destroyed. I weep for the loss of life, which everyone seems to have so glibly ignored. I am outraged at the loss of livelihood of fishermen along the coast even though I realize that many of these waters are routinely over fished.

The blows from this keep coming.

And where pray tell are the stupid voices of “drill baby drill” now? Where are the sanctimonious bellowing Obama haters who glam onto each and every issue they can find and pushed this moronic sing-song chant without a modicum of knowledge about what they were spewing about?

Hey Sarah, you lame brained idiot. What say you now? Not that it matters you brainless twit. Don’t bother to tell us of your expertise in the area as you recently argued it was time to drill baby drill, instead of stall baby stall. You wouldn’t understand a fact if it was branded on your palm and carried the imprimatur of the King James Bible as its source.

You and all the Fox Faux news? minions of big business interests. You and Johnny Mac and Jindal and on and on, who suck on the public teat, never earning an honest dollar in your sorry lives.

Yes, I’m being incredibly unchristian and I realize it. That is between me and God, and not your concern. I’ve had it with you all. You users of all that is good in this country to line your own mansions while the rest of us do the dirty work of building and sustaining the world you recreate in. You should be ashamed but you never will be, because you believe, behind closed doors that it really is the survival of the fittest, and you have proven to be the fittest because you have more toys.

So you ahead and spend your time in the tanning salons, and get that massage, and that expensive suit all ready, which you can slip into before you parade before the camera and express your “deep concern,” all the while amping for the angle to turn this into “Obama’s Katrina.” We can see your fangs dripping with blood, and we can see the greed flashing in your eyes. Just looking, aren’t you to turn this whole thing somehow to your advantage.

Damn you all to hell, if there were such a place. Damn you to public condemnation, and may you tongue cleave to the roof of your mouth for all time. You sicken  me more than I can express.