September 07, 2005

Again, I won't pay it.

I have paid 3 bux a gallon for gas yet, and I'm sure as hell not about to. I've been using the bus to get around, and until the price of gas drops below 3 dollars a gallon, my car can sit and rot on its tires.

Here is a snippet from CNN.com that just goes to show my point...

He said that there is normally about a 60-cent difference between wholesale prices and retail prices, with the difference going to distribution, marketing and profits for station owners. But the gap has risen to nearly $1 in the last week after Katrina, he said.

Profiteering bastards. I think that it is going to eventually blow up in their faces however. During the time period while they are gouging the hell out of consumers, we are figuring out just how much we can do without. This brings me to a conversation that I held with some friends several weeks ago, let's call it "Fortress America." Check back tomorrow to see that one...

Posted by Broch at 03:50 PM| | Comments (2)

September 02, 2005

Flood Observations

Of all of the offers of financial and humanatarian relief that have been offered to the people of the gulf coast, a few of them have meant the most to me. They weren't offers of billions of dollars, however they were offers that touched me deeply.

One of them was the donation of $25,000 to the Red Cross that was given by the small island nation of Sri Lanka, a country that is still recovering from the tsunami last year. It is also a country where many of its citizens live in conditions like those of post-hurricane Gulf Coast on a normal basis. Another was a neighbor-girl of mine asking her mommy if she could send the money in her piggy bank to help the victims. After asking that, she asked if she could mail them some food and water. It reminded me that children aren't quite as naive as we might expect. Perhaps there are lessons there for us to learn.

Posted by Broch at 10:15 PM| | Comments (1)

Attn: Gas Stations, Oil Companies and OPEC.

FUCK YOU,I WILL NOT PAY YOUR OVER INFLATED PRICES FOR GAS!

I will walk, take the train,ride a bus,a bike, a pack-mule, or even scoot on my butt everywhere I need to go until you get your sorry asses in check.

I would love to see you all go out of business.

Hugs from me to you, I hope you get ass cancer.

Posted by Broch at 07:41 PM| | Comments (0)
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