'Forgotten Coast': A drought, a bay and a way of life threatened
Jesus H Christ in Doc Martens, but I'm getting so tired of posting shit like this.
People are suffering and no one seems to care.
It's called the "Forgotten Coast," a sleepy stretch of Florida's Panhandle that is the heart of the state's oyster industry.
A decrease in freshwater in Florida's Apalachicola River has made work difficult for people in the oyster industry.
But residents fear their industry and their way of life may soon be a memory.
"Sad to say I'll probably be the last generation in my family who will do this," said Eugene King, who hails from a family who has harvested oysters here for four generations.
The problem is water and the lack of it.
Apalachicola is located at the meeting of freshwater rivers and the Gulf of Mexico. The combination of freshwater and saltwater creates a unique environment, an estuary where species as diverse as oysters and Tupelo honeybees flourish.
Did you catch that? Four fucking generations, but no more.
Do I have a solution? Yeah. And I can bring about world peace next Tuesday or Wednesday at the latest, not sure about this.
Via CNN.
Labels: compassion
2 Comments:
This is our neck of the woods, spiider, and it is a slow dissolution of a way of life. If the flow of the Appalachicola is diverted, it shall become even more toxic here.
A friend recently contracted MRSA (superbug staph) off these waters, and landed in a VA hospital for a week on IV. We are in Jacksonville at the moment, and the beaches here have suffered red tide for most of the year.
We are wreaking havoc upon our beautiful world.
--Lisa
Its people. Livelihoods and ways of life are being destroyed.
I'm just too emotional on the topic. I try not to be, but compassion is a bitch.
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