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Humans Being Humans

The recent disaster in the Gulf of Mexico highlights quite well, I think, what our race has become. A pain in the backside obsessed with laser treatments and getting its own way is what, if you ask me. What am I going on about you may well ask? Well, yesterday I saw a documentary on the harrowing events which led up to the oil spill; pictures of poor sea-life. Rare turtles that has drunk the oil and perished. Birds the size of dogs unable to drag themselves out of the much and to nearby safety.

I am no expert, I am just a waitress, but one thing seemed obvious from the conclusion at the end of the film: BP – or, as the case may well be, the company responsible for the equipment – had the technology to put the rig in situ, but they didn’t, and don’t, have the technology there to stop the disaster. It seemed to me that before the disaster there wasn’t even really protocol in place just in case something went wrong. It appears that the experts in charge just didn’t believe that a disaster of this scale could happen. It reminds me of something, what about you? Something about one hell of a big boat hitting one hell of a big iceberg–

The worst thing, if you didn’t know, is that there is no quick-fix solution. It may well take years to get this under control, and the effects will ruin the lively-hoods of generations of fishermen.

What can you say about that?