You want it in your stock portfolio. You want it in your gene pool. You want it in a free market. It’s pretty much always good.
So why are we so stuck on oil? When it comes to petroleum we have put all our yams in the same bag. Seems like anyone who was paying attention would see this as a bad idea. Kinda’ like the Potato Famine in Ireland, if our single source of energy turns bad, we’re good and screwed.
But we can buy oil from Canada, and South America, and Africa, as well as the Middle East. That’s diversity, isn’t it? Well, it’s all coming from the same planet. So, no, I don’t think so.
And besides, have you noticed that countries that derive their wealth mostly or exclusively from selling oil are pretty much run by huge dicks? Hugo Chavez, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, Teodoro Obiang Nguema Mbasogo, Muammar Qadhafi, all these guys are huge pricks who get to spout off anytime they want because of one thing: oil wealth.
And who is supplying all that wealth? Hey it’s you and me, my fellow Americans! Yay! Hooray for us! We’re so great.
Every 4-strokes of intake, compression, combustion, and exhaust (oh yeah, we love the exhaust) sings a song of support for the worlds biggest assholes.
Saudi Arabian schools teach their studentry that Jews are pigs and Christians are dogs and so foster an environment that their brand of fundamentalist wing-nuts can feel comfortable in, nurturing their hate, giving rise to organizations like Al Queda, and doing whatever the hell they want. It’s a great system, and we’re the ones paying for it! Yay, we’re the best! Let’s have the Bin Laden family over for dinner. President Bush will show them our gratitude for all they’ve done for us. Yes, the Bushes and the Bin Ladens are great friends. Isn’t that great?
We were suckered into this situation by the oil men. They sold us out and continue to do so. They told us oil would be a panacea that we could use to power every aspect of our lives, make our clothes out of, our carpets, our disposable cups, our fertilizers, but what we really got was a petro-chemical noose that every single one of our necks is in right now.
The obvious solution: we need diversity in our fuel sources. That way if one goes bad we have alternatives. If the spud goes bad (or the shrub), toss it out and eat a turnip.
Sounds so simple, so why am I still worried?
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- June 6, 2006 / 10:32 pm