@dirb-pl4iv
Billionaire pedophiles want to ban my truck, but don't want to ban AI and private jets. That's all I need to know
@nathandanner4030
“Once men turned their thinking over to machines in the hope that this would set them free. But that only permitted other men with machines to enslave them.” ― Frank Herbert, Dune (1965)
@Firebird77clone
Germany is dismantling wind mills to mine coal, but it's even funnier than that. It is brown coal, known as lignite. It is the most carbon producing coal.
@icestationzebraassociates2460
In the midwest, we're still paying for the failure of renewables used in Texas several years ago. It's a surcharge on our bills. We are living in the hunger games.
Looking up at huge wind turbines, attorney Rebecca Falcone, who fancies herself an environmentalist, said “Please, Mr. Oilman, tell me how the wind is bad for the environment?”
To which, Tommy responded, "Do you have any idea how much diesel will have to burn to mix that much concrete or make that steel and haul this shit out here and put it together with a 450-foot crane? You want to guess how much oil it takes to lubricate that fucking thing? Or winterize it? In its 20-year lifespan, it won’t offset the carbon footprint of making it. And don’t get me started on solar panels and the lithium in your Tesla battery. If Exxon really thought those things were the future, they would be putting them all over the goddamn place,” he added.
Next, Tommy meets with Rebecca to prepare her to negotiate an oil drilling deal known as a farm-out. After Tommy explains what fracking involves, she vents her opposition to the project.
“You understand, I don’t think anyone should be doing this, all right. I think fracking should be illegal. I just have a very hard time advocating for something I believe is wrong.”
He replies, “Says the lawyer. Good and bad don’t factor into this. Our great-grandparents built a world that runs on petroleum. And until it runs on something else, we gotta feed it or the world stops.”
After Tommy gets in his truck, he rolls down the passenger window and yells to her, "Hey, there is an alternative. You can throw your phone away and trade in your Mercedes for a bicycle or a horse and start hunting for your own food and live in a tent. But, you’ll be the only one and it won’t make a damn bit of difference. Plus, I hear the moral high ground gets real windy at night."
