|Turkey Point's 168 Mile Cooling Canal System|
This might seem quixotic, but hear me out. In the United States, corporations are people and that is the will of the land. Or the US Supreme Court. There is nothing anyone can do about it.
So if I am reincarnated, I would be a powerful person in the form of FPL.
I would fly on my private jets. I would surround myself with other corporations as people, or even people themselves so long as those people kept in cars and their miracle-gro suburbs. I would get whatever I wanted, because that is what FPL gets now.
I would write laws to enrich myself. As FPL does.
I would pay lip service to my ratepayers. As FPL does.
I would pay lobbyists and attorneys a lot of money, because a lot of money is what I earn from provisions in law and energy policies in Florida that I promoted and passed with the help of legislators who campaigns I supported.
For example: "early cost recovery" allowing me to make hundreds of millions on nuclear plants whether they are built or not.
I would stifle innovations in distributed solar power in Florida, my home state, because -- well -- I build wind farms in New Mexico. If I build wind turbines, I'm OK. You OK with that?
Down there in Homestead I have a thorny little problem with a couple of nuclear reactors. I built them in the early 1970s over the objection of those damn environmentalists who objected to cooling water being sucked from and returned to waters of the adjacent national park. Used to be pristine. Not so much any more.
I've been able to do whatever the fuck I want, mostly, on the 11,000 acres protected by barbed wire in the American tropics. I have a nice PR campaign built around my concern for the American crocodile that nests in those cooling canals I built to satisfy the enviros.
|Cooling Canals: 104 Degrees|
So I this week I went back to friends in Miami-Dade government who have given me everything I ever wanted. Zoning changes. Got 'em. Special use permits. Ditto.
And imagine what happened! One of them -- one of those county commissioners -- wagged his finger at me! Didn't object but dared to question me when I asked for 14 million gallons of fresh water a day that is promised to the Everglades for restoration. I need that water to get my temperature down.
It is not just the hot water I'm in. The water in my cooling canals is also twice the background salinity of everything that supports life in the national park and is percolating through the aquifer where everybody but me drinks water. Dead crocodiles.
And those wealthy residents on Key Largo are noticing that the bay bottom has turned to desert. All the cormorants in the Arsnecker Keys are gone. The place is a wasteland, but I've figured out how to minimize the number of monitoring wells in the bay so no one can really say what is happening.
I'm FPL. I do what I want.
I want your water. I'll take it if I have to, and there's nothing you can do to stop me.