I do know this; there had been a task force catastrophe team sent to our nearby Floridian beaches to keep an eye on things. They have been sent packing and commissioned to other parts of the Gulf shore because apparently (and luckily) there is no immediate danger to our coast. Louisiana is not happy that they are getting the brunt of this horrible mess. And I don't blame them at all. They must feel fairly cursed at this point.
I cannot bear to watch the news reports. I dread the inevitable film of birds being scrubbed with Dawn degreasing soap. I will miss the ready availability of seafood. But more than that, I can't deal with the long term affects of so much black, syrupy oil being so continuously gushed into our beautiful Gulf.
I hear that BP is putting in something like 125 million bucks PER DAY! to deal with their blunder and that they can well afford it. In fact, it puts barely a dent in their profits! What a sin. What a horrible, horrible sin that any company can have that much cash sitting in their pockets while at the same time ruining our big blue ball.
Each time I go to the beaches I look for any sign of black gunk but so far I've not seen any. It's there tho. It's simply lurking somewhere out there.
That is it. It's all I'm going to say. Except for this; how ironic it is to me that the downfall of our world's well being could be caused my Earth's own blood..oil.
I have not been very attentive to my blog friends. I've been busy, I've been doing other things. But I have the next two days with nothing planned. I'll get to all your blogs and let you know there how much I love you all.
Ti amo e mi mancherai.