Magic Oil Spill Dispersant: Blow up the TV, throw away the paper


Is there a stronger word than disaster for what is happening in the Gulf?  Because there have been a lot of disasters around the world in recent months, but this one seems to rise above the rest.  The word requires additional adjectives to drive home the point – after 50 days of spewing oil what we have is a cataclismic, life-altering, deadly, preventable disaster.  And that is still an understatement.

Disasters are a dime a dozen these days.  Tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanoes, sink holes, yadda yadda yadda. I mean, how many “disasters” can the inhabitants of this planet take before we all crawl into our bunkers to retreat into denial, eyes shut tight, fingers in our ears, babbling “la la la la la la la” to block out reality?  When the pictures of oil soaked pelicans and globs of unrefined oil get to be too much, why suffer?  If it isn’t on the Tee Vee it isn’t real, so just turn it off and go about your business. What you don’t know won’t hurt you, right?

Words cannot describe what is happening in the Gulf nor the long-term effect it will have on everyone living and those not yet born.  And the visuals have not done it justice – wait for the pictures from space to get some perspective. 

It is as if someone severed our planetary jugular vein.  Earth will not “bleed out” and die, but the “blood” that is gushing from inside her is killing her slowly anyway.   Oil has no natural coagulant to stop the flow.  Earth does not grow new skin to cover its wounds.  

I heard a song on an alternative radio station tonight asking the question “What if God smokes cannabis?”  If I were God, I would be smoking cannabis now.  I created it, right?  So why not make use of it? Now seems as good a time as any.  Because if I were God, I would seriously be rethinking the design flaws in the planet and the human race and wishing I had run the specs past a few angelic focus groups and tested the prototype before I rolled out the final version.   I think God erred in assigning too few brain cells to whatever hemisphere allows us to care for something besides our own interests.  Is there an app for that?

And what if we ARE the prototype?

I hope God gets it right with the upgrade.

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