36 Days And Counting

The gushing oil from British Petroleum's Gulf Coast well is washing up into the fragile wetlands.  While BP officials scoff at the size and impact of the event, thousands of fishermen are idle, and in danger of permanently losing their livelihood.  Aquatic and avian life are covered with sludge, and plants and algae are being decimated.  A delicate ecosystem is being destroyed while Washington and BP engage in a slap-fight.

Louisiana's governor, Bobby Jindal, is fed up.  He's constructing barriers in the outer islands whether the feds and BP like it or not.  In tandem with Arizona's embattled governor, he is being forced to take federal matters into his own hands.

I applaud his efforts.

If oil was spewing into Lake Michigan, would this administration be standing around with their hands in their pockets?  How about if there was a giant spill off Cape Cod?

Mr. Obama, you're supposed to be OUR president too.  From a southern perspective, it doesn't appear that you care one fig about the catastrophe unfolding in the Gulf.  I guess you'll care when the sludge begins creeping into the Chesapeake, up the Potomac, and onto the White House lawn.

Or maybe you won't.