A Brief History of Fracking through Literature
What the frack!?
Not a mouse stirring. Nor fish, nor bird.
Something is fracking rotten in the state of Arkansas
To frack, or not frack: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The gases and poisons of drilling's fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of oil wells,
And by opposing end them? To die: to drill;
Frack is foul, and foul is frack.
Frack about the cauldron go;
In the poisoned entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights hast thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Frack thou first i' the charmed pot.
Fracking, fracking toil and fracking;
Fire burn, and cauldron cracking.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,
it was the age of fracking, it was the age of foolishness,
it was the epoch of crude, it was the epoch of apathy,
it was open season on rights, it was open season on nature,
it was the spring of methane, it was the winter of death,
we fracked everything before us, we left nothing for us,
we were all going direct to Heaven,
we were all going direct the other way--
in short, we fracked ourselves good.
This is not finished. In fact I'm trying to find good quotes to fit in between Shakespeare and Dickens. I would have started earlier, but I wanted
quotes that are fairly recognizable to the general public. I would like help if anyone's interested. Give me you're favorite quote and I'll try and
fit it in somewhere. Only give me biblical quotes if they really seem to fit the theme. If they seem uncanny when you substitute a word and add frack
it up. I'm going to try and quote from as many novels as I can. After I get through the historical account, in my conclusion I'm going to sprinkle
quotes from politicians, celebs, and others if they fit. So if you have an idea for a frack quote, don't be afraid to send me a post.
When people in the future refer to an f-word, I want that word to be fracking and not f*$&.
Just adding as I go along.
Ignorance is the parent of fracking.
IGNORANCE IS STRENGTH
It is a truth univerally acknowledged, that a single man in posession of a good fortune, got it by fracking the earth and must be in want of a
conscience. And a wife.
Fracking Lolita, light of my life, fire in my loins. I have testicular cancer.
Where do we frack now? Who do we frack now? When do we frack, now?
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish.
It was the day my grandmother exploded. She was sitting on the ledge of the water-well feeding the chickens when she lit up a smoke.
Subtitle. Fracking! A modern masterpiece.
edit on 10-1-2011 by Robin Marks because: (no reason given)