Swim, caribou. SWIM!!
Don't let the greenies fool you. Caribou love Drilling!!!
Don't let the greenies fool you. Caribou love Drilling!!!
Caribou drink oil.
Shhhh, it's really water.
Yes, I've been clear on this ever since Jonah Goldberg's excellent article several years ago. And the pic you posted is a perfect example of the flat, featureless, ugly, minus-60-degrees-in-winter, pitch-black-4-months-out-of-12 terrain where the drilling will take place, devoid of life except for (mostly rabid) foxes, huge biting flies, and thousands of happy, muliplying caribou.
In addition, the oil companies are so extremely protective of the environment that if you pour a cup of cold coffee on the ground, you're gone on the next plane, no appeal or second chance. If you shoot a rabid fox, ditto. The drill area is the size of a small parking lot, and the entire operation has considerably less impact on the environment than a crowd of tree-huggers walking all over the forest every weekend.
They look terribly worried, can't you tell by the wrinkles in their foreheads?
AMEN! Many Caribou drill as well, its how you get CARIBOU-ets