In yet another move worthy of a republican president, the Fraud in the White House today reversed the ban on offshore drilling on the Eastern seaboard. He ought to have waited until tomorrow, April 1, national “I voted for obama” Day.
There’s a good reason the ban was there in the first place: offshore drilling is terribly dirty and inevitably leads to leaks, spills, and irreparable damage to ecosystems. Floridians have always supported the ban, realizing their state benefits far more from tourism at its shores than it could ever gain from some rigs in its waters.
The president gave this rationale for lifting the ban:
“given our energy needs, in order to sustain economic growth, and produce jobs, and keep our businesses competitive, we are going to need to harness traditional sources of fuel even as we ramp up production of new sources of renewable, homegrown energy.”
Or was it Sarah Palin I heard saying that? It’s so hard to tell.
The trouble with offshore drilling, or drilling in ANWR for that matter, is:
1. It’s a drop in the bucket and won’t really help;
2. The minor benefits have already been deemed unworthy of the cost;
3. There is no “ramping up” to renewable energy going on.
The last point is another area where this false messiah of the progs is acting like a republican. He promised us green jobs in a green economy, in a green society where we all kept our thermostats at 60º, drove Subarus and Priuses powered by “coexist” and “Love Your Mother” bumper stickers. Instead, all we get is the same, low-bar MPG standards, pushed out years so Detroit has plenty of time to get their lazy, incompetent asses around to it. In other words, the exact kind of bone a republican president would throw us if he wanted to avoid real change.
The progs who delivered us this Trojan Turd still won’t wake up. We get a republican’s approach to FISA, to DADT, to finance industry reform. We get a carbon-copy of Shrub’s Iraq and Afghanistan policy, and a clone of Nixon’s health care. And now we get Palin’s energy policy.
So I have a firm request for my proglydite brethren: sometime before the next Democratic primary, stop filling your huge intellects with useless shit like the antioxidant powers of mache greens, or memorizing the score to Giselle, and instead learn logic, and grow a bullshit-meter while you’re at it. Then, next time, maybe the Democratic Party can nominate a Democrat.
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