Jarring

An Associated Press photograph from Orange Beach, Alabama.

$20 billion doesn’t touch it.

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4 thoughts on “Jarring”

  1. When you did the best songs post I mentioned John Prine.
    This oil mess reminds me of this song.
    Paradise by John Prine

    When I was a child my family would travel
    Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
    And there’s a backwards old town that’s often remembered
    So many times that my memories are worn.

    Chorus:
    And daddy won’t you take me back to Muhlenberg County
    Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
    Well, I’m sorry my son, but you’re too late in asking
    Mister Peabody’s coal train has hauled it away

    Well, sometimes we’d travel right down the Green River
    To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
    Where the air smelled like snakes and we’d shoot with our pistols
    But empty pop bottles was all we would kill.

    Repeat Chorus:

    Then the coal company came with the world’s largest shovel
    And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
    Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
    Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man.

    Repeat Chorus:

    When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
    Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
    I’ll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin’
    Just five miles away from wherever I am.

    Repeat Chorus:

  2. Muhammad Goldstein

    Fucking BP..I hope they go bankrupt. Absolutely unreal that there are people out there who say “tough luck, accidents happen”..

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