At comment #9 under “Update: Seismic Thumping in Wayne County,” (an article notifying readers that the thumpers had turned away from The River Road) “Regret” wrote, “But hope has to be based on reason.”
I understand Regret’s pessimism about the state of drilling in Wayne County. I know the history of the US in Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran, South America, and any other region of the world where humans have built lives above oil fields.
I know how many acres the Northern Wayne Property Owners say they’ve leased.
I know our own laws and Supreme Court decisions often provide only apparent protections.
I know we’re in deep trouble and it doesn’t matter much to me whether the threats to our livelihoods, land, food sources and water come from powerful drilling companies or powerful agribusiness factory farms and our collusive government that provides relief and friendly supports to all of them.
But there is hope in the work of our people!
There’s hope in Pennsylvania. Cabot was shut down in Pennsylvania because a few families would not stop telling their stories.
There’s hope in large news outlets beginning to tell the stories of contamination and evacuations caused by drilling.
There’s hope in the large landowners who’ve refused to sign.
There’s hope in the landowners who’ve signed but who pray to their Gods that a Moratorium will come to Pennsylvania and New York and that the gas companies will lose.
There’s hope in the landowners who, despite being marooned between large leased parcels, continue to refuse to take the money.
There’s hope in award-winning documentaries like Josh Fox’ Gasland whose national audience is growing at incredible rates.
There’s hope in the work of loved ones in Wayne County who spend every single moment of their waking days thinking and working on ways to stop these takings of our rights to enjoy our properties, our rights to drink our water, our rights to eat food that isn’t filled with hormones — hormones that are changing the chemical composition of our childrens’ bodies. And when those loved ones in Wayne County sleep — which is a bare few hours a night — their sleep is invaded by clouds — dark and seemingly impenetrable clouds.
There’s hope in the numbers of people who’ve begun to read and write about the looming drills.
There’s hope when a group of people get together and create The Watershed Post.
I have hope in my loved ones get up each morning to the nightmare and continue to help organize residents on The River Road.
There’s hope when women stand up alone and say, “NOT ON MY LAND!” and the thumper trucks turn away.
I’m going this morning to a meeting with incredibly bright, creative and determined people who will not give up.
There’s a party planned this evening for people who will celebrate that we are all still together.
There are legal fights still to be fought and Damascus Citizens has organized an heroic team on that front. DONATE TIME AND MONEY TO THOSE EFFORTS!
There are PA legislators who’ve decided to sacrifice their political careers — who are being joined by others — to slow down this raging locomotive.
There are people who love the river working within the National Park Service to protect the River from this degradation.
There IS hope.
Contact landowners who are resisting the landsmen. (See Breathing’s coverage of the DRBC – hearing in Matamoras, PA)
Contact landowners whose leases are due for renewal.
Write the National Park Service. Tell them to find the research we need to stop the despoiling of our Basin. Let them know they’re not alone!
Tell NY State Senator John Bonacic his political career will not be saved by the landowners who leased. Even those in NY who lease for fear of being compulsorily integrated will vote against him.
There’s hope in the NY Assembly thanks to Bills being co-sponsored or supported by Aileen Gunther. TELL HER YOU SUPPORT HER SO SHE KNOWS SHE’S NOT ALONE!
Organize large public vigils as near the Wayne County test wells as you can get.
As Lula Lovegood told Harry Potter, “I think he [Voldemort] wants you to believe you’re alone.”
But it isn’t true.
I got almost five hours sleep last night — more than I’ve had in weeks — and I’m not alone. I’m ready.