Gulf Coast disaster: From bad to verse

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Rick Horowitz
Thursday, June 3, 2010
"What is undoubtedly true is that we did not have the tools you would want in your tool-kit."--BP's CEO Tony Hayward, in Thursday's Financial Times

When drilling deep in search of oil,

You need an iron will,

But even more essential is

Some way to stop a spill.

It's not that every fancy rig

Is doomed to blow sky-high,

But when one does, it's nice to know

An answer is nearby.

Some piece of gear, some golden tool,

Some method tried and true,

To turn that oily sucker off

And save the world from goo.

The wisest know the way to go

Is horses first, then carts—

Which means you've got it figured out

Before the drilling starts.

Instead of, say, the BP way:

"Let's do it off the cuff!"

Which mostly means your backup schemes

Are never quite enough.

You try a "dome," a "hat," a "kill,"

With golf balls, tires and mud,

You add a pump, you slice a pipe,

And ev'ry one's a dud.

As barrels by the millions

Turn the Gulf a sickly brown,

The days turn into weeks, then months—

You still can't shut it down.

Embarrassing? It's worse than that:

Environmental hell!

The beaches and the marshes tarred,

That petro-poison smell.

The fishes going belly up,

The turtles short of air,

The shrimp and crab and crawfish gone,

Destruction ev'rywhere.

And all the while the gush persists,

New horrors with each drop,

While folks who make their living there

Are crying, "Make it stop!"

But "stop" keeps floating out of reach,

You'll do it if you can,

But this was a complete surprise!

(It wasn't in your plan.)

So next time that you drill a hole

A mile beneath the sea,

Perhaps you'll have your answers first.

Be wise—Be not BP.

Rick Horowitz is a syndicated columnist. You can write to him at rickhoro@execpc.com

Last updated: 2:12 pm Thursday, December 13, 2012

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