Wednesday, April 28, 2010

So just how are we nocturnal migrants supposed to get across the Gulf this year?

Scarlet Tanager
Originally uploaded by Laura Erickson
We navigate by the stars, and other lights confuse us. A lot of my friends have bonked into lights on a measly cruise ship--a LOT of us are going to be killed flying into flames if the Coast Guard really sets the oil spill afire. Even without that, imagine breathing those fumes while running a measly 26-mile marathon, and multiply that to the arduous ordeal that flying nonstop, a minimum of over 600 miles, over the Gulf of Mexico! How can we possibly survive THAT?

You humans and your friggin' energy demands are killing us, and it's a big f*ck*ng deal. "Drill, baby, drill" indeed.

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