Monday, October 24, 2011

Sickening tourism at The Mount

a spur-of-the-moment thing

Like politicians that need to be seen scooping oil in their Sunday best finery, another lunchtime legend plumbs the sickening depths of disaster tourism at The Mount.


2 comments:

  1. It's all ferkin theater PM, my friend.

    On my TV I see gumbooted, white overall and rubber gloved clad vounteers labouring under an azure sky on a white sanded bead scouring under the sand for sheep pellet sized hunks of oil now weathered to hard tar.

    And what does this all toil produce? A few handfulls of these tarry sheep pellets displayed proudly before the camera carefully contained in a sieve.

    And after all this labour on the beech a thorough decontamination for all - lest a molecule of oil escape the beech and make its way into populated areas.

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  2. Exactly Andrei.

    Asphalt = "hunks of oil now weathered to hard tar"

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