SPILL BABY SPILL by CARL SAFINA
The Reverend glances from computer to TV, then back to the blog he’s reading, and writes to his atheist friend, “And as I read this from you I’m watching the news on the oil spill. Seems to trivialize it to call it a “spill.” Milk spills. A can of oil spills. But this? Hard to have any sense of scope.
“And I suppose you are cursed by the first hand knowledge of the sea critters—still for me mainly the stuff of Planet Earth and the Disney Ocean movie and PBS specials, and your books. You, meanwhile, have these critters in your insides.
“I think of that haunting verse from Genesis: ‘The Lord saw how great the wickedness of the human race had become on the earth, and that the inclination of the thoughts of the human heart was only evil all the time. The Lord regretted that he had made human beings on the earth, and his heart was filled with pain.’”