(A Chamber of Commerce spokesman explains it all for you)
It’s not contamination—it’s a job—
And corporations are real heroes here!
One lousy plume of smoke—then foolish fear:
The air! The air! The wimps cry out, and rob
Us of the profits that we need to keep
This country great! And if some mercury
Should flavor fish, so what? Their pure fury
First interrupts our schemes; worse, costs a heap!
They just don’t get it—jobs: the bottom line—
How else can we compete with foes abroad?
The pay may not be great, but hey, a lot
Of folks would love the work and think it kind,
Applaud disease that, in return, affords
Thin dreams; we crave the cash—forget the rot!
10/19/05