So, I have before me an angry fan club
told you so, “YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH”. Anger and fit-to-be-tried social-media
blitzkrieg mobilization in disagreement with what I offer from the annals of Uncle
Al’s Closet. That sad fact of the matter Alyeska could have “easy as 1-2-3
taking candy from a baby” prevented the EXXON Valdez environmental crime scene spree,
so was an accomplice to the pain & suffering all the slick-sick soon to be dead
sea-life. It gave slow death a new meaning and reinstated the fact that humans
know how to torture! This was NOT an accident by any stretch of one’s ethical
imagination that March 23rd defining moment, it was a premediated
sin against this Earth - as it was so easily preventable. Told you so “You
Can’t Handle the TRUTH”. And no, a correction not needed on the 23rd
as that is when it all began at Alyeska’s “Causeway” to Berth#5. About face, a
prescription for “preventative medicine” had the “Corporate Whores” listened to
the workers in Valdez. As it was a well-known about perversion in bad habit with
the few bad apples the likes of the “Joe Hazelwoods” returning to the Captain’s
quarters following shore leave furlough after spending an afternooner with Jack
Daniels. Now it is the year 2020, and many of Alyeska’s staff today were in “diapers”
back in 1989 so the “crying baby” is testament that weening period was
disrupted on or about that March 24th disaster and the paternal pattern
recognition from a warm boob abandoned, so they feel neglected. Upon the fact I
speak the Truth, “the whole Truth and nothing but the Truth, so help me God”! To
reiterate how Simple Simon it was, that Uncle Al was a 100% culprit responsible
for that “wreck of a lifetime” in achievements award:
March 23rd, 1989
Hour 2024: The “Yellow Cab” with Joe and Company arrives at the
Alyeska Marine Terminal. A STOP at the
Security Checkpoint.
Hour 2029: Joe is on the “Gang
Plank” of the EXXON Valdez for its
maiden voyage of destruction.
Just a mere 5-minutes wherein Joe was
under the influence, I meant under the jurisdiction of Uncle Al and thus under
the jurisprudence of “grown tanker captains don’t drink and drive ships hard aground”,
as once aboard his ship it means “King Immunity”. Pinch yourselves, there was plenty
of time to handcuff the bastard, just like how Alyeska would handcuff the “UNION”
- that which tried in vain to mobilize in the 80s in efforts to STOP the
madness of “Tanker Captains” allowed access to “Restricted Areas”, on our watch!
Instead of a “Restraining Order” against “high seas crimes and misdemeanors”,
the Valdez workers were “ordered” to stand down.
So what happened during that 300-seconds
as “seconds” matter the “countdown” to the fuse of destruction ablaze? First
and foremost, the…they were in a hurry because the scheduled departure time of
the EXXON Valdez had been changed from 2200-hours to 2100-hours and in “haste
makes waste” Joe’s crew was granted a “Get Out of Jail Free” carte blanche run
amuck hall pass. Yeeha Ridem’ Causeway Cowpoke, time to get behind the
wheelhouse of a tanker loaded up to the gill with “Let’s Make the Water Turn
Black”! Yes, tanker loading times had been streamlined with efficiency because
the Valdez “Instrument” crew devised a ways and means to safely increase the “flow
regime envelop”, the reason we went pissed when the “Hazelwoods” would show up
for work half confused which way was south, as we did not want all our efforts
doing a good job wasted in vain. Damn it, didn’t it suck when “I read the news
today oh Roy”!
The bottom-basement tapes-line,
it was all about the “Wreck’s” aftermath and very little emphasis the “cause”,
as the Valdez workers had complained as far as that voice could carry in a
Valdez “blow” about this habit of the “tanker crews” not able to walk a
straight line. And when the “Corporate Whores” failed to heed that “warning”
and the workers went disgusted because of a management mentality that had “wreck”
written all over it, the workers sought representation from a “Union”. And when
the Corporate Whore “SPY” network encroached on the Valdez workers’ well-being
in violation of that “Right to Privacy”
as is guaranteed within the Alaska State Constitution, the “Union” perpetrators
were considered “Traitors” and were thus rewarded with a “Kill the Messenger”
tombstone blues 21 Bums “Don’t Give a Hoot” salute. The “Corporate Whores” had a choice,
send the drunks to the grave-yard, or a death wish upon its dedicated workers -
and you can send me dead otters every morning, send me dead shore birds
by the millions, send me dead eagles to my wedding and I won’t forget to piss hard-aground
on your grave.
But I do have one all important question.
When the Alyeska Filth Floor Bragaw “Golden Boy” - aka Yellow Rain Man - Bill
Howitt was allowed to cross examine the EXXON Valdez “Tanker Crew” that
remained aboard the ship instead of a date with Jack Daniels, and when Alyeska
lawyers were in hiding and Bill had to engineer his way through the “Order in
the Court”, his only question: “Did you ever catch a “Taxi”? Very interesting,
because it was not a trick question but one that precisely tells it all in that
realm of the legal “nutshell”, they knew what we concerned workers were talking about back before
the “wreck” and this was the ultimate in the Alyeska, “do the shuffle”!
