I Found What I Was Looking For

Yesterday I drove down and back to Grand Isle.  I found what I was looking for and in some ways, I found more.  This is the last blog for what has been a trip that I hope to repeat often, until this mess is at least heading in the right direction.  By now you know my feelings on the calamity and there’s no use climbing back onto my soapbox and spewing anger. There’s more than enough of that to go around.  So what I’m going to do is list out some quotes I heard over the week that I was in the Gulf area:

“Where the hell is Hollywood??  Aren’t we important enough?”

“This is the end… I don’t know where to go… this is my home.”

“It’s so frustrating that BP is so unresponsive yet talk and act as if they are proactive and on top of this problem. It would be so easy for them to enact our proactive model and get ahead of the curve... both from a response perspective and a public relations perspective.”

“I deal with emergencies on a daily basis, I’m trained to respond.  Why aren’t they (BP) letting me protect my own town?”

“We call and call and call (BP) yet not one call has been returned.”

“I called them and I told them I was on the boat, in the bay and was in the middle of oil, large patches that looked like baby poop… They said there was no oil in the bay yet.”

“I’m a businessman, I deal with problems everyday, I can help …but no one returns my phone calls.”

“I’ve no idea the impact when, not if, but when it get’s into our ground water.”

“Y’all want to help?  Come down and visit us!  Many of beaches are still beautiful! And we have swimming pools!!”