By now, we’ve all seen the reports detailing disasters likely to come from the current administration’s environmental policy.
“Opening more federal lands and waters to oil and gas drilling is a pillar of President Trump’s plan to make the United States energy independent,” [newly confirmed Interior Secretary Ryan] Zinke said.
Air quality and water quality standards are being rolled back. The Dakota Access Pipeline has been greenlighted. The proposed border wall seems to be moving forward despite the fact that it would be “catastrophic” for wildlife in the region, according to CBS News and others. For many of us though, environmental disaster seems far in the future or in another part of the world (Somalia and South Sudan come to mind); there are so many issues in front of us that demand our attention, and that we tend to think of as more pressing.
Unfortunately, environmental disaster is already a part of our here and now. For the Standing Rock Sioux, it’s not just present, it’s personal. For oystermen who used to make their living in the Gulf of Mexico, it’s personal. And for author Connie May Fowler, it’s personal.
A fire aboard the mobile offshore oil drilling unit Deepwater Horizon, located in the Gulf of Mexico some 50 miles southeast of Venice, La. (UEPA/U.S. COAST GUARD)
In a review of Connie May Fowler’s new memoir, A Million Fragile Bones, the Barcelona Review says this:
“Quite by chance, the day after I finished A Million Fragile Bones, I saw [the movie] Deepwater Horizon on an airplane. Both deal with the tragic events of the 2010 BP oil spill. While the film focuses on the explosion itself, which even from that tiny screen conveyed the horror of it all as well as the negligence and greed that set it in motion, Connie May Fowler’s memoir takes in the appalling aftermath. I recommend the film if you happen to get a chance; the memoir, however, is a must.”
A Million Fragile Bones, which details the author’s experience of Florida’s Gulf Coast before and after the Deepwater Horizon disaster, is both beautiful and chilling. It is, as she puts it, “my Book of Psalms, my Song of Solomon, my sacramental moment of bearing witness, my altar box of memories.”
This book is a must read for anyone who believes – or knows someone who believes – that a fight for our planet is something we can save for another day.
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