Forwarded to me this morning:
Youve heardand with absolute horror, certainlyabout the oil slick gurgling onto pristine Gulf of Mexico-border states. Louisiana , Mississippi , Alabama , and Florida residentsand everyone who fishes, swims, boats, and vacations in those localesare seething mad. Astute geographers out there, please dont call, email, or fax to remind me that Texas sports a long Gulf coastline or that Texans are mad too. Although the former is absolutely true, and the latter arguably true, Texans are definitely not angry about the situation. Not the Texans I knew anyway. Heck no, theyre delighted to see an oil boom on their shores!
Texans remain on the frontier of hardiness and live the spirit of make hay while the sunshines. As you languorously read, your Texan counterpart loads a couple of barrels into a canoe, a rowboat, skiff, or even the family pleasure boat with a cabin that sleeps 4 (6 in a pinch) and heads out to sea. Heor shedrops a length of 1.5 inch ordinary garden hose into the heaving swells, rigs it up to a lawnmower motor attached to a household vacuum cleaner, which in turn connects to a barrel, and within moments theres one less barrel of oil in the Gulf. Next the Texan fills barrel number 2 and then heads back to shore where the whole family awaits to begin processing the crop. Family is very important to Texans.
Sure, a bit of salt water mixes with the crude, but thats easily eliminated. After a few hours of sitting on the beach crude rises like fine dairy cream. The denser salt water finds its way back into the Gulf when a Family Member depresses a small release button near the bottom of the barrel. Family Members are (oil)well-trained and instinctively release the button just as the first dark drop oozes onto the beach. Since theres already tons of oil embedded in Texas beach sand, no one flits an eyelash at one more drop.
Resourceful Texans make much of the current bounty. Theyre getting rich on this lately oil boom. What are we doing? Whining, blaming the oil companys greed, and whimpering about our beaches and lost revenues from fishing (oil required for those big boats). Whimpering about lost revenues from tourism (oil required for cars, planes, and trains to bring in the tourists). Whimpering about drilling off the Florida coast (almost, but reversed for now). Hoping that someone is doing something. Heres a thought: Texan-up, cow boys and girls. Get on down to the slick and get busy collecting oil. If oil collection isnt your cup of ( Texas ) tea, park your car some of the time. Walk more, car pool more, run, skate, bicycle. If we wont buy it, they wont drill it.