How totally whacko can it get? Every time the issue of offshore
drilling and ANWR comes up, the first thing we hear screamed from the
tortured souls of the environmentally "conscious" is that any benefit
from such increased exploitation of domestic reserves can be nothing
in the short term and will amount to no more than a drop in the barrel
in the end.
Because exactly the same arguments are used by environmental patients
in regions where construction of new oil refineries are being
proposed, it immediately becomes clear what is inspiring such
'reasoning'. This is a spoiled brat culture of instant gratification
which tearfully screeches, "But it'll be six years before any
production can begin!" And there they go, out there madly
gesticulating in their perpetually ridiculous Kiddy Day parade, as
once again the tune played by their perfectly awful, utterly anti-
musical Hippety-Hop marching band is "If we can't have it ALL and NOW,
we are going to CRY!"
The sanity and maturity which stand at the foundation under foot of
giants, those of the industrial revolution who built the behemoth
world oil economy is contained in just one simple, sane determination,
"You have to start somewhere."
Experience in the world's work teaches that *you don't know* anything
about what you are doing until you start doing it. The actual extent
of offshore U.S. oil potential is not known by anyone in the industry
because estimates can be based only on known reserves, and known
reserves cannot be known until drilling starts and wells are struck.
Through a process of drilling well after well in *this* particular
field, indicators, rock form markers begin to be observed which when
transferred to interpretation of a geological map then reveal where
similar structures offer further promise of heretofore unknown
deposits.
So it goes also with ANWR, until the drilling and pumping starts,
there can be no rational estimate as to the true extent of its
potential. The immense production of the world-wide oil industry has
*never* been built on basis of the known reserves, but always on the
unknown, on the promise of what stands to be discovered through the
wildcat spirit of the doers and shakers, not the infantile whiners who
run around spouting impossible panaceas with that solar-powered
propeller beanie on their heads, which is the 1.5 volt AAA battery
operated engine to their thoughts.
Maybe if you could put 'em all on a funny farm for environmental
patients, the hot air coming out at their mouths would be good for
generating a few windy watts.
There's the kind of "wind farm" that might have some promise, feed the
whackos on sushi and hay, stand 'em all up in front of the propellers
and have Bono there to conduct them in a cappella chorus of John
Lennon's "Imagine". You might be able to generate enough juice to
power a few thousand vibrators in up-scale Hollywood bedrooms or under
the table in New York board rooms, a liberal White House oval office--
certainly worth a try, what?
--
JM
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