I caught a little bit of a round-table discussion on The Deadliest Catch last night. Fishermen from Alaska who are living still with the effects of the Exxon Valdez spill were talking to Gulf fishermen. I didn't hear much bitterness. . . more like okay-it-is-what-it-is-now-what-can-we-do-to-make-it-better kind of thinking. It's an amazing sight to see that relentless stream of oil gushing from the earth and feel so helpless. I haven't been down to Florida for years. Never been to the gulf states. But I want to go down and eat in somebody's restaurant and leave a big tip. It's something I could do. The ironic thing is I'll have to buy gas to do it.
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