December 7, 2018
In addition to the Guinness Book-sized, beyond Brobdanaglian, Homericaly and biblically sized discovery off the coast of Guyana, with Guyana being known previously for but 2 things: Papillion and Jonestown, the Secretary of the Interior announced the confirmed discovery of a new field, one that is underneath and contiguous to the Permian Basin. Midland, Texas is like the blind side of an unnamed minor moon of Jupiter that George H. W. Bush took his bride from Greenwich, CT to live on and raise a family. And it will dwarf the field off Guyana. It is now 10 times the size of the Guyana field. 10 times. Times 10
Burning books is a no-no, except when they offend modern American Liberals. Now the POO – Perpetually Outraged and Offended – are sending their snowflake balistas at “To Kill a Mockingbird” and “Baby, It’s Cold Outside”. Surprise me for Christmas and try to get me a copy – samizdat if need be – of “Sexual Suicide” by George Gilder. Maybe some tickets for the next Charles Murray lecture, the one with a Seal Team 6 escort that will prevent him from being stoned by Jack-booted, Brown-shirted thugs acting in the Name of free speech for me but not for thee. Nota bene Orwell! “All speech is free but some speech isn’t as free as others.”
“Peak oil” and “we’re running out of fossil fuels” are currently being fitted for shrouds, shrouds like the ones the Hindu widows wore when were tied, trussed, trundled, and tossed onto the funeral pyre, burning of course, burning, the dearly departed Mr. Gupta. They will be consigned to obscurant dictionaries and journals of forgotten words. The late Shah of Iran, “our son of a bitch”, always said that Americas knew 2 things about oil: the price of gasoline and the price of heating oil, forgetting the other 10,000 uses of petroleum. And, by the way, it is past time to 86 the term “fossil fuels”. Michael Crichton cubed exponentially could not have conjured up enough dead dinosaurs and ferns to have powered a week of the Industrial Revolution. Stalin was right. Oil and gas did not come from dying T-Rexes and mulching crab grass.
In 1978 I looked at a deal to drill below the Austin Chalk. I passed, not because I was risk adverse – Back then I played Russian Roulette with one empty chamber – but because the deal was too one-sided in favor of the driller who was also the lease hound. After offering me the sleeves off his vest, he was miffed that I didn’t jump at it. “Things have a way of coming around” as Charles Bronson said in “Hard Times”. It will be the next big play, and when I say big it is an understatement because it is 250 miles long, 100 miles wide and 2 to 3 miles deep.
The Marcellus, the Bakken, the Andarko, the Overthust, the Eagle Ford, not exactly names from Agincourt, but hydrocarbon zones that are completely within the borders of the United States and, as such not subject to the whims of women-stoning zealots who don’t like cartoons of their Mo or the Paris Climate Accord. [[I choose not to mention the Utica because it is mostly in New York state, a state that is governed by a cabeza de ca-ca Governor and represented in Congress by Chiquita Ocasio-Cortez who want to do away with tuition at the Electoral College and who thinks that Roe and Wade are how Mexicans get to this country. Plus, Barry O, who told us 9 years ago that he would calm the seas and cool the earth while he searched for the elusive Austria/English dictionary in the newly discovered 8 states, also said that ‘we didn’t build that” and then drew a red line in the sand to stress his point. “I tremble when I remember that God is just.” And does anyone wonder why Ayn Rand books still sell]
A month ago, I asked if anyone could define the following sentence. “Diversity is our strength.” I’m still waiting.
“Property and Freedom” by Richard Pipes is an astonishing book. It shows how they are intertwined and speak truth to power and how you cannot diminish one without diminishing the other. Word comes from South Africa where 350 years ago the first bi-pods – homus erectus - for 1200 miles from what became Cape Town were White and from Northwestern Europe that Marshall Nookyfugowi, the HNIC, has introduced an amendment hat says it is OK for Black folk to take land from White folk without paying them anything. Bow your heads when you read the last 12 words of the 5th Amendment: “nor shall private property be taken for public use without just compensation”. As one of the King George’s said to Gibbon, the Historian, “Word, words, words.”
Linda Sansour, the strident Sharia law shill, is the vilest, most bigoted woman in the public arena. Unlike Maxine Waters, a grifter who mastered the “Five Finger Discount” before she got to Congress, she cannot claim “diminished capacity” – How about Maxine is dumber than a box of hammers and would have to cheat to tell you what color an orange is? – this Islamic cross between a banshee and a Hecate is smart enough to convince a lot pf modern American Liberals that when she yells “Death to the Jews” she doesn’t mean the good ones, Jews like Noam Chomsky, but the bad stiff-necked ones like Meir Kahane and Menachem Begin. G-d knows but nobody liked them anyway..[When Kahane up showed one Sunday on the steps of Saint Patrick’s Cathedral, the big one, the one on 5th Avenue in Manhattan, to prevent feral Black thugs form disrupting services, because he knew that, after the Catholic church, they would head to the shuls, he earned an eternal and perpetually renewable plenary indulgence from the semi-retired Roman Catholic .I state so that the record is clear that this rarely extended ex cathedra mitzvah is indeed freely given to a true Son of the Desert.]
Has anyone seen any Solyndra stuff at any house sales? Grab it.
What the Hell is going on in Paris? Weren’t we supposed to learn from the Froggies? It seems that they don’t want to pay taxes either. It seems that given a choice between saving the planet and maybe getting a bottle of Grand Cru well, the drowning polar bears are on their own. Trump was right to pull us out of the Paris Climate Accord. He was so right that the Parisians want out of it also. It fell to me, after I got here, to debunk the Cinco de Mayo myth. Yes, yes it was the first time that brown-skinned Americanos beat a European army in battle. If the
Tickets to the Bill & Hillary Farewell tour, the one that will both either cause and/or cure diarrhea and/or both, will make fine stocking stuffers, no? If the meztisos, the ones without the pencil-thin mustache to prove that they were White, had beaten the English or the Germans, I would lead the oles. They beat the French. It’s like striking out the pitcher or getting a leg over on your wife. It counts in the record book but not really. Witness the sons of Evita versus the Brits 36 years ago. It is well to note that when the Americans went into Iraq in 2003, General Schwarznegger had Her Majesty’s regulars on his right.
Kevin Smith
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PS – On Saturday, I was privileged to have breakfast with 2 Marine Aviators, one of whom flew in WW2 and Korea, both of whom “saw the elephant”, as their Distinguished Flying Crosses will attest. At the very least, they have “grown old”. God Bless them and thank them. “Where do we find such men?”
When the East Texas field came in the early ‘30s oil fell to a dime a barrel. 10 cents. It turns out that we have drilled our way to energy independence.
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