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Sunday, December 29, 2019

For The Small People

Firefly,
Firefly,
fire
fly for me.
Pelican,
brown pelican
of the gulf coast pelicans,
(you were once a postcard pelican)
preen once more for me.
BP CEO sail your yacht
on a pristine sea.
For me.


This post is in response to the challenge on Imaginary Garden with Real Toads to raise our voices for climate justice.

On April 20, 2010 the Deepwater Horizon Oil spill occurred in the Gulf of Mexico. The spill continued for nearly five months until it was finally sealed on Sept 10, 2010.  It is estimated that 4.9 million barrels of oil spilled off the coast of Louisiana, threatening fisheries, wildlife, and beaches along the coastline, including sensitive nesting areas for the brown pelican.

Satellite image of the BP oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico


When the company's CEO took a day off to go sailing during the height of the disaster, he reportedly referred to those fishermen and others whose livelihood depended on the waters of the Gulf as "Small People".

According to the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, we may not know the full effect of the spill on animals-both big and small-for years to come.


BP is a case study on how much ignoring corporate social responsibility can cost, from both a financial and environmental standpoint. The story of the Zebra Finch relayed to us on The Garden, is a case study for fighting back, and the words of climate activist, Joanna Macy, who has devoted her life to working for climate justice, inspire us all to speak up and take action, however small, as small as the mother Zebra Finch who sings to her unborn chick in the egg, preparing it for life in a changing world.


Amazingly, scientists have observed that chicks sung to in this way emerge smaller than usual, thus better able to withstand a warming environment. In the words of Sherry Blue Sky at the garden, I too see hope in the "young rainbow warriors" arising across the world to fight for the future of planet Earth.

Thank you for reading what I've posted as rain pelts my window on this late December day in wet, soggy out-of-sorts Michigan,