Shame on Oil!

by The David

pigs-at-the-beachI sit here and I wonder why I was surprised or taken aback by the commercial I heard this morning. I guess it was the audacity of it…that any company or group of companies would have the nerve in these times when everyone with a conscience is vowing to do their part to lessen the suffering that the economic situation has brought about. At first I couldn’t believe my ears, but, yes… there it was, loud and clear. An association of oil producers was trying to rally the public to their side. The argument they are using is almost beyond belief.

Their argument is quite simple….. that they should not have to pay any increased taxes. They have just come off two years when their profits have smashed every record imaginable, these profits that were considered obscene by so many. Under the oil-friendly Bush administration the petroleum companies enjoyed a climate where, in the eyes of the government, they could do no wrong. They were under regulated, and price increases were never questioned by the powers in Washington. So the person who depended on oil for heat or for transportation found their pocket-books shaken and wrung dry to increase the wealth of the oil companies. Now, as incredible as it might seem, these same companies are crying poor because the present Administration is going to attempt to even the terrain.

This commercial that I found to be so offensive featured a man and a woman using very modulated tones discussing all of the evils that will happen to the country if the oil companies have to pay any additional taxes. The method used in these ads reminded me very much of the tone used by the Insurance Companies when the Clintons attempted to rein in the cost of Health Insurance.

There are other commercials being paid for by the Big Oil Billionaires, and in their own way they are equally offensive, but what struck me about the radio commercial was its absolute brazenness and the attempt to use scare tactics to get the very people they are gouging to rally to their support.

The commercial states that if takes are increased for Big OIL Billionaire Companies they will not be able to afford to explore for new oil deposits. Remember, these companies posted billions in income and unprecedented profits.

If taxes are increased for Big Oil it will result in persons losing their jobs and new jobs not being created. Really? This just points to the selfishness and lack of commitment by Big Oil. Remember, these companies posted billions in income and unprecedented profits.

If taxes are increased for Big Oil it will result in small business failures all over the United States. This made me wonder if they are talking about the small independent service station owners who are being squeezed out by the Big Oil owned super service stations. The next time we see a station closed, perhaps we can remember that the Big Oil companies posted billions in income and unprecedented profits.

If taxes are increased on Big Oil we will see State and local taxes lost as a result. This is one that is really a disconnect. Are they saying they are worried about selling less of their product? They profited from never before seen gasoline and oil prices and knew that they have a customer base that needs their products. They didn’t worry about their sales then, and remember, Big Oil Companies posted billions in income and unprecedented profits.

It is time for the Big Oil Billionaires to share the burden. I am not saying that they should be gauged by tax collector, but I am saying that they should…. that they must start paying their fair share. They need to be as responsible as the person who pays their income tax and knows that it is indeed their responsibility to do so.

We live in such very bad times, it seems to me that it is time for Big Oil to become a part of the solution rather than attempting to paint themselves as victims of taxation.

Their attempt is, to say the very least, unbelievably shameful!

About karlsie

Some great perversity of nature decided to give me a tune completely out of keeping with the general symphony; possibly from the moment of conception. I learned to read and speak almost simultaneously. The blurred and muffled world I heard through my first five years of random nerve loss deafness suddenly came alive with the clarity of how those words sounded on paper. I had been liberated for communications. I decided there was nothing more wonderful than writing. It was easier to write than carefully modulate my speech for correct pronunciation, and it was easier to read than patiently follow the movements of people’s lips to learn what they were saying. It was during that dawning time period, while I slowly made the connection that there weren’t that many other people who heard the way I did, halfway between sound and music, half in deafness, that I began to understand that the tune I was following wasn’t quite the same as that of my classmates. I was just a little different. General education taught me not only was I just a little isolated from my classmates, my home was just a little isolated from the outside world. I was born in Alaska, making me part of one of the smallest, quietest minorities on earth. I decided I could live with this. What I couldn’t live with was discovering a few years later, in the opening up of the pipeline, which coincided with my first year of junior college, that there were entire communities of people; more than I could possibly imagine; living impossibly one on top of another in vast cities. It wasn’t even the magnitude of this vision that inspired me so much as the visitors who came from these populous regions and seemed to possess a knowledge so great and secretive I could never learn it in any book. I became at once, very conscious of how rural I was and how little I knew beyond the scope of my environment. I decided it was time to travel. The rest is history; or at least, the content of my stories. I traveled... often to college campuses, dropping in and out of school until one fine day by chance I’d fashioned a bachelor of arts degree in psychology. I’ve worked a couple of newspapers, had a few poems and stories tossed around in various small presses, never receiving a great deal of money, which I’m assured is the norm for a writer. I spent ten years in Mexico, watching the peso crash. There is some obscure reason why I did this, tightening up my belt and facing hunger, but I believe at the time I said it was for love. Here I am, back home, in my beloved Alaska. I’ve learned somewhat of a worldly viewpoint; at least I like to flatter myself that way. I’ve also learned my rural roots aren’t so bad after all. I work in a small, country store. Every day I greet the same group of local customers, but make no mistake. My store isn’t a scene out of Andy Griffith. The people who enter the establishment, which also includes showers, laundry and movie rentals, are miners, oil workers, truck drivers, construction engineers, dog sled racers and carpenters. Sometimes, on the liquor side, the conversations became adult only in vocabulary. It’s a good thing, on the opposite side of the store is a candy aisle filled with the most astonishing collection, it will keep a kid occupied with just wishing for hours. If you tell your kids they can have just one, you have an instant baby sitter; better than television; as they agonize over their choice while you catch up on the gossip with your neighbor. We also receive a lot of tourists, a lot of foreign visitors. They are usually amazed at this first sign of Alaskan rural life style beyond the insulating hub of the Anchorage bowl. Many of them like to hang around and chat. They gawk at our thieves wanted posters. They laugh at our jokes and camaraderie with our customers. I’ve learned another lesson while working there. You don’t have to go out and find the world. If you wait long enough, it comes to you.

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3 Comments on “Shame on Oil!”

  1. This is unbelievably shameful. I am agast! Particularly given that the “Big Oil Companies” completely fleeced us last year raising their prices to $5 or more a gallon and blaming it on the economy when clearly it was a shock treatment for their customers. A sort of “see what could happen if you elect a democrat” tactic. Why do I see it that way? Because prices came right back down after the democrat was sworn in. Who gives a shite if they can’t afford more oil exploration? I thought that was the goal anyway…less exploration of oil, more exploration of other energy resources.

  2. The trickery and dishonesties of the oil companies; you should have heard how the giants bellowed and moaned back in the eighties when small, independent companies began drilling, driving the price per barrel down. Well, of course, as bullies are prone to do, they eventually squeezed the small guys out. Now, half our legislature is up on corruption charges stemming from oil lobbying agreements. The oil companies put up a couple of fall guys; patsys really; after all, it takes two to tangle. But proportionately speaking, the oil companies virtually got off scott free. In the wreckage, is a citizenry completely disillusioned with their government and a legislature that continues to rampage through our list of natural resources.

  3. What a sad advertisement indeed. I wonder how many people will actually fall for it? I am sure plenty. They know how to get their way, the Big Oil Companies that is. I agree with you, they should be part of the solution, they definitely can be. I want to see one of them live the life of a struggling civilian, one that makes no more than $12 per hour and has three children to feed. They will never understand us, nor do they care to.

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