it's a fucking disgrace,
the lack of respect the
human race has for our
little blue spaceship,
hurtling thru the Universe.
fuck me, we're toast.
and to add on....because I've got few in me...found this in the comments...
“Dave Cesark of Mesa Energy in Grand Junction said the risk isn’t zero, but fracking has been used safely for decades."
Riiiiiiiight.....and it probably has been, for all they can tell under the dpeths of the ocean or out in the deserted plains of TX and CO. But as they seek out this ever more scarce 'resource', they encroach closer and closer to the environs we all live in....so yes, the statement is lawyerly true, but reaks of bullshit when put to the smell test. They are now drilling in folks's backyards, they are poisoning our water. They aren't out in some isolated locale with neighborly tumbleweed rolling by or thousands of feet deep where bioluminescence ain't just groovy, it's a fact of life.
13 fucking hours to fly in a response crew for TX??? Our state is so fucked unless something changes. The fines for violations are absurd compared to profit potential...the fucking bookies have that all figured out, cost to benefit baby. When the penalty is a margin call for that single location, the corporate conglomerate is happy to take that hit in order to maximize the ratios at the 134 wells that luckily didn't blow out.
But this goes beyond statistical anomaly. Look at the fucking watershed...it all drains into the Chesapeake, it's the lay of the land. Think about everybody downstream.....we moved to PA when I was 4. Grew up fishin' the Susky, smallies around the Accomac, Walleye near those scarey power plant walkways, catfish and Long Level and shad below the big dam, Otter Creek and it's history. It's all downstream from all of these incidentsess. And coming from Illinois, my Dad didnt like the taste of the fish out of the river...'they taste dirty....' he'd say. And compared to IL farm ponds and lakes, they probably were. Fish are products of their environs...and I'm sure the Susky downstream of Harrisburg in the late 70's/80's wasn't the most pristine habitat. Never heard him say that about the perch and bluegills out of the Project 70 lake we fished every spring...just an observation....as long as they were fried & salty and there was ketchup, I was content. Though I can't imagine eating a fish out of that river today....
And as to the bottom line, for the 'markets' it's a margin call on one out of how many? But add up those ones that are spread here and there everywhere, all of those 'isolated incidents', and look at what all is downstream.....
Am I just bitchin', or have any actual ideas???
yeah, here's a thought.
tax and regulate the fuck out of them!!!! Fucking tax the fuck out of 'em to cover the cost of thoroughly watching their asses, make 'em post up for damage caused to the common interest, to the common place...to the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania/.
so yeah, fucking tax the fuck out of 'em....and if they wanna keep on keeping on and continuously record new profit records seemingly every other quarter, then let 'em charge us 10-15-20 fucking dollars a gallon or whatever Natural Gas is measured by..(I'm all electric w/ kerosene buffer here in Tomitown), no idea what gas is going for...then make us fucking pay the real cost of these extractive industries, and we'll see how quickly attitudes change.....
Yeah, so tax the fuck out of 'em, let 'em jack the prices to keep teh margins intact, and see what the 'market' has to say about that. ?Make them fucking pay the real extraction cost of not just the raw good, but also of the long term degradationa and an assumption of risk for when shit hits the fan......mistakes do happen, the shit does go thwap thwap thwap thru the blades of the fan. Nothing can be foolproof, but make 'em pay up front to assume their risk instead of leaving it on us to clean up their mess, common sense. The drill/well goes well?....then here's that part of your deposit back.
And make us pay too, at the pump, when the heating bill arrives, make us bleed even more for your % profit margin....and then maybe more of us might wake up, and then maybe 'the market' will begin demanding the new technologies that Obama and every single "Year 2000" article from the '50s on tells us about. Solar? yeah I remember learning how to cook a hotdog in the '80s, then we got a microwave. Wind? yeah, ever see pictures of Holland? That shit's medieval and we still don't have it dialed???? Guess there just ain't no money in it. I mean shit, how can you hold the wind hostage?
I mean, jesus fucking christ, I think the Model T got the same gas mileage as my CR-V.....yeah, ok, now I can go faster, and have AC and stereophonic sound...but at what cost?
At what cost.. ?
it's a fucking disgrace,
ahhhh, Sunday Service.
it was fun, hit the portions
of the 40 Maximus. Amazing
what 4" of rain looks like in
real life, this sun & breeze should
dry it right out....trails are mucho
grande love for all of you singletrack
Don Jauns...to think that that's
only 22 of 40, dang.
Thanks to the 'cakes for waiting
for this gimp, sorry 'bout the broken
chain..hate to say it, but gears are
looking like a prudent choice, time
to re-up for a chain & cassette I
guess...ah getting old and lazy,
happy birfday to me...amazing what
a little stretching can do....maybe
I should try that shit out once again.
Posted by Tomi on Sunday, April 17, 2011
i rode all three
of my bikes, on
days, all in a row.
and went fishin'
in between. it
was a good wknd,
with nice flow into
a warm Monday.
I saw turkeys along creek road.
And this is one of two ospreys out along Big Spring.
a gullible Letort brown.
saw more turkeys along 233 Sunday morn.
mmmm, trout food.
Posted by Tomi on Tuesday, April 12, 2011
went fishing on Saturday, Penn's.
Bigger water than I'm used to.
Didn't fish long, was really up
in that neck of the woods to
pick up a new toy in Coburn.
So, was just getting a feel for
the stream, getting acquainted
for future visits...ie, didn't catch
shit. New rod is pretty damn sweet
though, 6' 3wt.
And yeah, I actually rode a bicycle
again on Sunday, it was a grand old
time. 10+ group with those usual
energies involved. Some chomping
of bits, a few trailside repair clinics
and a bit of out of shape slacker slum
mixed in, get used to it Mr. Fisherman.
All in all, a pretty decent day.
Lots of new trail ridden. Some of it
on the grid, some of it not so much,
I love Michaux.
Posted by Tomi on Monday, April 04, 2011