May. 9th, 2010

nolapenguin: (scowl)
BP creates an ice-box instead of a wellcap. Oopsies.

I'm not bothering to point out where the articles are, and there's a reason for that. Visit the front page of any news source today and tell me where you find the update on the oil spill. This is old news, not worthy of ratings pursuit. Just another page of dreary crisis on the Gulf Coast, yet another opportunity for people to ask for help. According to CNN, Sean Penn working in Haiti supercedes the bio-bomb dropped on my region of the world. I read how BP had safety lapses, the Minerals Management agency was inept in their oversight of the industry. Hey, fuckers, I don't give a shit about your escalation of blame. Turn your front page into an ad for oil booms the world wide, because we're out and no one seems to give a rat's ass.

Meanwhile?

Oil continues to flow,  unabated, unrestricted. Crude oozes into Louisiana's barrier islands and inner marshland, commercial fishing is grounded for half of the Gulf Coast, and the bow on the package, an endless slick is approaching the warm, rapid currents of the Gulf Stream, placing the Florida keys and half the East Coast squarely in the crosshairs of the crisis.

That's the big picture. The unsung tragedies are invisible to media and thusly the nation. The slick has migrated much further west than they predicted, slowly corrupting the remainder of Louisiana's coastline. Already, it's crossing the channels of the Southwest Pass, creating a situation for the shipping from the Mississippi river to the sea, the gateway for a sizeble portion of import/export lanes for the US. When the oil density reaches X point, the Coast Guard will require all ships to be decontaminated upon entrance to the river, backing up all traffic to the gulf. Offshore, the Louisiana Offshore Oil Port, the offload point for 10% of our country's imported oil, will be shut down if the slick flows through the facility. Think this accident is expensive now? Just you wait.

Here's the real treat, though, the absolute gem of a possibility sitting right there on the horizon. Hurricane season starts on June 1. That's always a loose date, though, as storms have popped up earlier. A tropical storm pushing ashore in the next month would create an unprecedented catastrophe. Storm surges would deliver a river of toxins deep inland, contaminating every acre of floodzone in its path.

High times in New Orleans...

I must say this, though. In the end, the people that are really going to hurt? You, America. I'll still get my gas/goods/produce/raw materials at a cheaper price than you, because I'm closer to the source. Sure, it's going to cost me, but it will be a helluva lot less than you. Yeah, I'm still in the path of the hurricanes, but call me next winter when your heating oil is four-fold the price of last season's. Let me know how you feel about paying 50 bucks for a sheet of plywood. How's $15 a pound sound for coffee? Bananas? Steel? Grain? Rubber? Gasoline? My wallet will be thin, yes. Yours will be empty.

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