Not that I don’t care any more. I care too much. It’s why I can’t write and research and collate about it like I did. At least not right now.
With each day’s developments, a blog post like this one goes through my head. Sometimes it gets typed, most of the time it doesn’t.
This also ties in with a problem I’ve had for … well, forever. There is so much to say because, no matter how out of sorts you are and how much this or that depresses you, what’s happening is so much bigger than you are. And then, something like that media-circus congressional hearing happens followed by a godawful TED hipsterthon. One two.
And you stop.
And you wonder, Is this it? And your brain slaps you and says, Of course it’s not. And you wonder again, But what is it?
It’s like a giant reset button in your head was pushed.
And you stop.
And you send more money to the bird washers.
Stay with me Darlin’. I need you in order to educate folks about what is going on. (and I need geo maps of the Macondo well… I’ll explain it later)
I’m not going anywhere, Morwen. Just you write and write and people still continue to look at the disaster as having originated in an Accident and you write some more and then the spill hits Bay St. Louis and people continue to think of this in terms of Drill Baby Drill vs. No Drilling. And you stop. Because there’s got to be a better approach. Like spending some of the energy saving birds because at least that has an outcome.
That’s why I’ve been thanking God there is World Cup action to disappear into for a few hours everyday.
I just found out that they’re releasing cleaned up Louisiana Brown Pelicans back in Georgia, on the coast where I grew up.
That’s wonderful!
[Keeping in mind that I know absolutely nothing of the migratory patterns of most living creatures] won’t the pelicans just fly back to Louisiana because their instincts tell them that’s where they should be? Or will they be all like, “Hey, there’s salt water and plenty of fish here, so let’s chill. Party time, bring on the pina coladas!”
Curious minds need to know.
Brown Pelicans in the east don’t migrate nearly as far as Brown Pelicans in the Pacific or White Pelicans. They tend to reside within their range on the East Coast, moving between Virginia and Florida depending on the season. I remember plenty of V-formations overhead during certain parts of the year.
That being said, I don’t know if Louisiana Browns would migrate at all, since most pelicans appear to go north/south, and Louisianas would have to go east/south/north/south/north/west. That’s a hell of a commute. They may just be stationary year round, and I didn’t find anything about them moving very far from their range. If they move, they’d go south to Florida. So if these birds ever made it back to Louisiana, they’d go south to Florida in the winter and then come back up the Gulf Coast side.
Which is probably why they were released in Brunswick, which is a similar ecosystem on nearly the same latitude in respect to temperature changes (maybe even a little warmer due to the Gulf Stream), and the center of the Atlantic bight – they have wetland habitat extending for a few hundred miles in either direction. That’ll allow them to get used to the idea that the sun rises out of the sea and sets over the land.
Whoops. The reason they released them in Georgia is because Hurricane Alex prevented them from being released in Texas.
I’m with you, Maitri. I haven’t blogged hardly at all about the BP oil disaster, not because I don’t care but because I just can’t do it. The idiocy of BP, the weakness of the cleanup response, the photo-ops of the politicians, the un-fucking believeable scale of the destruction–I can’t process it all. And I don’t have the capacity to take on ANOTHER catastrophic event. I’m still working on the tragedies of 2005. It’s all I can do.
The Rising Tide planning committee is tossing around ideas on what we can do, collectively and individually, to help. We’ve already posted that we’ll be collecting non-perishable foods at the event. There may be more.
Peace,
Tim