My protest over the BP spill has been muted because I’m a user.
Not of BP. But of oil in general. My outrage would be like ratting out one’s drug-dealer. (It is an oil addiction. George W. Bush told me so).
Lately, blog/twitter readers would notice I’ve chosen the escape route of dwelling on the ending of favorite television shows and the losing streak and offensive ineptitude of my favorite baseball team. Contemplating those sort of things is so much better on the soul than contemplating the end of the earth, which in truth is what the BP spill represents.
To see the constant video of the oil streaming and the damage to the Gulf, the wetlands, the animals is too much to bear.
We need to say f-you to the profiteers and the government that enables them. We’ve already saved Wall Street and the car industry. When we save Big Oil at times like this you can see the trade off.
At least BP isn’t in the nuclear game. That’s the only thing that makes the time to end spill slightly more bearable. Oil is less forever than nuclear. But a screwup is a screwup, and no one seems to be prepared for these worse case events.
Go to the video. See the oil flow. Let’s see a BP spill finale now.
In the meantime, let’s vote BP off the Island. And hope Obama, and Sec. Chu and Sec. Salazar stop dancing with the oily.