Gov. Corbett proposed last week that colleges and universities could compensate for his proposed education cuts by drilling on their own campuses. So colleges should become natural gas drilling corporations, and should also pollute their water and risk evacuations when blowouts happen? This has to be stupidity-on-purpose, just like the fifth, incomprehensible paragraph from this article, all designed to rally the Republican loyalists whose numbers Mr. Corbett may overestimate. But if Tom Corbett wants to pretend he's stupid, then the people of Pennsylvania will just have to be smart and oppose his plans en masse. Keystone Progress provides one action alert, PennEnvironment has another. The first alert also demands an apology, but I don't bother with apologies. Tom Corbett isn't sorry he's selling the state out to gas corporations, and we don't need to make him feel sorry; we just need to stop him.
Meanwhile, lots of good Americans are mad that corporations don't pay their taxes, so what do corporations propose as a solution? Why, a "repatriation holiday," in which the government lets corporations bring back the money they're hiding overseas at a reduced tax rate! They'll argue that if they're allowed to bring the money back, they can use it to create jobs. Just like they did in 2004, when Mr. Bush orchestrated a similar tax amnesty? Sadly, no -- the 2004 tax amnesty, er, "repatriation holiday," caused corporations to hoard their unearned largesse and actually cut jobs. Anyone can see that when you let corporations stow their money overseas and then let them bring it back with little or no penalty, they're going to spend it on themselves, not the economy, and furthermore they're going to keep stowing future money overseas in anticipation of future amnesties. Anyone can see that, that is, but a politician blinded by the prospect of getting some of that money to run for re-election. So we make them see it -- or, at least, we make them see that if they grant corporations such amnesty, the people will rise and put them out of their jobs.
Both CREDO and Environment Colorado help you tell the Bureau of Land Management to ban uranium mining at the Grand Canyon. And quick, before the BLM decides to pimp out the Statue of Liberty to statues from outer space because, you know, it'll create jobs. Seriously, gang: uranium mining at the Grand Canyon. I'm sure right-wingers will fall all over themselves to tell us that we can mine responsibly there. You and I can, perhaps, but profit-mad corporations can't -- they'll rip up the land until we don't recognize it anymore. Interior Secretary Salazar, to his (unexpected) credit, declared a moratorium on digging in the Grand Canyon for two years, but that moratorium will expire soon, and now our government wants to know how we feel about this. It's not just, you know, that it's the freakin' Grand Canyon -- it's also that the Colorado River runs through it and supplies water to several states. Yeah, dumping uranium poop in there would be a great idea! Perhaps even a bold one. Deadline for comments to the BLM is Wednesday, so act soon.
Finally, in case you wondering, I neither rejoice in nor mourn the death of Mr. bin Laden. I do find myself muttering the phrase as only Nixon could go to China, only Obama could get Osama, and Mr. Obama does appear to have gone about getting bin Laden with a lot more vigor and intelligence than Mr. Bush did, but being better than Mr. Bush is not a high bar to clear, and being a more competent servant of Empire, too, is nothing to celebrate. Mr. bin Laden killed 3,000 people, so fuck him, but he didn't put a gun to our heads and make us pass the PATRIOT Act, or detain and torture suspects, or charge into two unnecessary and unpaid-for wars, or begin warrantless wiretapping of Americans -- all of which Mr. Obama has signed on to just as much as Mr. Bush did, and all of which I fear will damage our great nation more than Mr. bin Laden did on September 11. I do find myself wondering if, like some lame movie villain, he laughed at us as we shot him. Of course I'd prefer to think he pooped himself at the notion that he wasn't invincible after all, but I still wonder.