This morning, words have failed me, in response to what is happening in the Gulf of Mexico. Last night, after reading this old Calvin & Hobbes comic
I sat back and realized that sometimes it seems the more things change, the really big things that need changing in the country don't.
I mentioned this to BobR, that 'I PRAY that this disaster in the gulf will finally make those big changes happen. He replied "Considering the price we're paying (we as a human race), we better get something out of it."
It was profound and sensical. I wondered if that can happen. I woke up wondering it again. Words fail me these days regarding what we have brought onto ourselves as such ferocious consumers of fossil fuels. Our nation consumes upwards of 25% of the worlds fossil fuels and we only supply 3%. We must work on getting away from our dependance on fossil fuels. Can any good come of this at all?
Mark Morford of the San Fransisco Chronicle writes
There is, you have to admit, a sort of savage grace, a tragic and terrible beauty, to the BP oil spill.
Like any good apocalyptic vision of self-wrought hell, the greatest environmental disaster in U.S. history has its inherent poetry. You see that creeping ooze of black, that ungodly wall of unstoppable darkness as it slowly, inexorably invades the relatively healthy, pristine waters adjacent, and you can't help but appreciate the brutal majesty, the fantastic, reeking horror of this new manifestation of black death we have brought upon ourselves, as it spreads like a fast cancer into the liquid womb of Mother Nature herself.
I think the most disturbingly satisfying thrill of this entire event -- and it is, in a way, a perverse thrill -- comes from understanding, at a very core level, our shared responsibility, our co-creation of the foul demon currently unleashed.
What a thing we have created. What an extraordinary horror our rapacious need for cheap, endless energy hath unleashed; it's a monster of a scale and proportion we can barely even fathom.
Because if you're honest, no matter where you stand, no matter your politics, religion, income or mode of transport, you see this beast of creeping death and you understand: That is us. The spill may be many things, but more than anything else it is a giant, horrifying mirror.
That said, after all is said and done, it's gloomily nice to think our darkest disaster in a generation could somehow ultimately improve our attitudes, change our behavior, lighten our violent treatment of the planet. As someone recently noted, the BP spill isn't Obama's Katrina, it's actually Big Oil's Chernobyl. Meaning: a disaster so appalling and devastating it might very well alter the industry and change the course of our energy policy forever.
Is it possible? Or, more accurately, are we even capable of such a shift? Is there any silver lining to be found in that black and greasy gloom? This is, perhaps, the most imperative question of all: If we can produce a demon of such extraordinary scale and devastation, can we not also somehow create its exact opposite? Let us pray.
I strongly suggest reading the entire column, as difficult as it is to read. This is by far one of the most evenly balanced pieces I have read about the situation we are facing, today, in the Unites States. We scream on the left, they scream on the right, and yet in the end, we all truly did this to ourselves. It's nearly impossible to fathom the magnitude of what is happening.
I pray that both BobR and Mr. Morford are right. I pray that we can finally change the course that our nation has been going in for decades. I pray for some glimmer of hope that things can really and truly change. Options are running out.
P.S. Thank You Clint, for posting a blog last night.
It helped me very much this morning.