I admit to being a hypocrite. I enjoy products created by the oil industry, such as gasoline, petroleum jelly and plastics. Then I turn around and protest exporting crude oil from the Harbor.
When I experience this behavioral dissonance, I turn to the Serenity Prayer:
“God grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change.
The courage to change the things I can.
And the wisdom to know the difference.”
I cannot change the fact that my car has an internal combustion engine. I cannot change the decisions made by economic powers that led to the primacy of oil as an energy source. I cannot change the dismissive reaction to President Carter when he urged the nation to develop alternatives to fossil fuel.
I can change how much I drive by walking more often. I can change how much I use throw-away plastics by using recyclables. I hope I can change this effort to bring crude oil by rail to our backyard. I can do this by studying, speaking, writing, waving signs and voting. This is the only backyard we have. No one else will look out for it but us.