People don’t, nor are required, to fix their oil leaks. Not in a state where they don’t do vehicle inspections. This is what WA state looks like, people. IT IS A COFFEE ADDICTED, ALIENATING, BICYCLIST (other than summer recreational riders on designated trails) UNFRIENDLY place.
I see signs up about protecting the watershed, all kinds of phone numbers in the phone book relating to pollution control, but no one is telling these poor fucks to fix their oil pan gasket/main seal/whatever else.
I thought Vancouver was bad. Every morning I would ride to school and find someone, or two people, had driving a vehicle that dropped something nasty every 10 or 15 feet. This picture is of my street – where a constant streak of motor oil filth runs as far as you can see each way. As long as the focus is on getting higher tech cars to the wealthy, and not getting basic car repair to the poor, the water and land is our toxic waste dump.
Sorry, Mr. Obama – the “cash for clunkers” program doesn’t apply to people who could never consider a NEW car. It didn’t take the 1978 car away from the old man driving to the liquor store, spewing blue smoke.
I had called the department of fish and wildlife and reminded them of the enforce-ablitly of their rules. I told them that a car was parked in the lot at my college that had an oli slick 30 feet long right where it was parked. You could literally watch transmission fluid drip from under the car. THEY TOLD ME THEY CAN DO NOTHING ABOUT IT. And, apparently, the police and sheriff will not ticket someone for driving a car pissing oil on the street.
I HATE my country every day I have to see this shit, and don’t have a blind hope or optimism for THIS America.
“Keep shitting in your own nest and you will one day suffocate from your own waste” – Chief Seattle.by