Monday, June 14, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Living With The Spill On Grand Isle
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Endnotes
Take care,
Gabrielle
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Oil is getting thicker near Grand Isle
Chris Hernandez (pictured above with Williams-Mystic in March) on Fox News talking about the devastation the oil has caused...worse for Grand Isle than any hurricane has been.
http://www.fox8live.com/news/local/story/Oil-is-getting-thicker-near-Grand-Isle/BGt75PuWkk2dkKMow2Ur0Q.cspx
Monday, May 17, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Flags of Convenience, Maritime Commerce
"A flag of convenience ship is one that flies the flag of a country other than the country of ownership.
Cheap registration fees, low or no taxes and freedom to employ cheap labour are the motivating factors behind a shipowner's decision to 'flag out'."
Seafarers who are employed on FOC ships are often denied their basic human and trade union rights since FOC registers do not enforce minimum social standards. This is what makes the flag so attractive to shipowners. The home countries of the crew can do little to protect them because the rules that apply on board are often those of the country of registration. As a result, most FOC seafarers are not members of a trade union. For those who are, the union is often powerless to influence what happens on board.
Unsafe
Many FOC vessels are older than the average age of the rest of the world fleet. Tens of thousands of seafarers endure miserable, life-threatening conditions on sub-standard vessels. Many of the detentions by Port State Control authorities involve ageing and badly maintained FOC vessels that should never have sailed. Many of these ships have been referred to as "floating coffins".
Casualties are higher among FOC vessels. In 2001, 63 per cent of all losses in absolute tonnage terms were accounted for by just 13 FOC registers. The top five registers in terms of numbers of ships lost were all FOCs: Panama, Cyprus, St Vincent, Cambodia and Malta.
Unprotected
Poor safety practices and unsafe ships make seafaring one of the most dangerous of all occupations - it is estimated that there are over 2,000 deaths a year at sea. Accidents are frequent, but for many shipowners the delivery of cargoes and the costs of any delay are their only concerns.
Seafarers on their own have little chance of winning compensation. A severed hand can ruin a life, end a seafaring career and rob a large extended family of a regular income. The ITF pursues these cases through the courts but often they must unravel complex company structures before they can work out who has responsibility for the ship and its crew.
UnpaidThe ITF hears daily of crews owed large sums of money. Some crews simply aren't paid. Those that are sometimes find that companies delay, or fail to make, payments to their families when they want to send money home. In many cases months go by without any sign of money promised to seafarers. With no pay they cannot even afford to escape and make their own way home.
More information: http://www.itfglobal.org/flags-convenience/flags-convenien-184.cfm
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Gulf Coast Towns Brace as Huge Oil Slick Nears Marshes
LUMCON...Grande Isle...Cocodrie...
This article also features a video from the same marshes we canoed in (even with shots of LUMCON in the background!)...
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
This will be on the exam...
Last marine ecology class, and Jim covers the board with all the main concepts we've learned while connecting them with "the threads that bind."
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Wind farm is approved...but the oil is still leaking...
BOSTON — After nine years of regulatory review, the federal government gave the green light on Wednesday to the nation’s first offshore wind farm, a fiercely contested project off the coast of Cape Cod.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Moby in the Meeting House
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Whales, sailors, algae, and oysters...oh my!
Marine Policy: Controversy surrounding the proposed plans by the FDA to ban the sale of raw Gulf Coast oysters during the summer months without sufficient treatment (PHP). Is the FDA just trying to look tough in the face of criticism? Is the opposing Oyster Industry just looking out for themselves? Should the federal government have this much power?
Marine Ecology: A survey of algae along the Mystic River estuary to create a baseline for future studies (perhaps looking at the effects of climate change).
Maritime History: A look at the iconography and tradition of sailor tattoos and what the practice tells us about life at sea.
Literature of the Sea: A study of the wrack line in sea literature and how it reflects on the genre as a whole. Works to include: Searoad, Green Hills of Africa, Cape Cod, Under the Sea-Wind, and They Went: The Art and Craft of Travel Writing.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
From The Quarter-Deck
-Melville (with illustration by Barry Moser)
Loomings
"Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.
"This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship."
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
U.S. Leads New Bid to Phase Out Whale Hunting
By JOHN M. BRODER, Published: April 14, 2010
"A Leisurely Journal of Travel and Research"
"The design of a book is the pattern of a reality controlled and shaped by the mind of the writer. This is completely understood about poetry or fiction, but is too seldom realized about books of fact. And yet the impulse which drives a man to poetry will send another man into the tide pools and force him to try to report what he finds there....
"One of the reasons we gave ourselves for this trip--and when we used this reason, we called the trip an expedition--was to observe the distribution of invertebrates, to see and to record their kinds and numbers, how they lived together, what they ate, and how they reproduced. The plan was simple, straight-forward, and only a part of the truth.
But we did tell the truth to ourselves. We were curious.
Our curiosity was not limited, but was as wide and horizonless as that of Darwin or Agassiz or Linnaeus or Pliny. We wanted to see everything our eyes would accommodate, to think what we could, and, out of our seeing and thinking, to build some kind of structure in modeled imitation of the observed reality. We knew that what we would see and record and construct would be warped, as all knowledge patterns are warped, first, by the collective pressure and stream of our time and race, second by the thrust of our individual personalities.
But knowing this, we might maintain some balance between our warp and the separate thing, the external reality. If it exists at all, it is only available in pickled tatters or in distorted flashes...
"Let us go," we said, "into the Sea of Cortez, realizing that we become forever a part of it; that our rubber boots slogging through a flat of eel-grass, that the rocks we turn over in a tide pool, make us truly and permanently a factor in the ecology of the region. We shall take something away from it, be we shall leave something too."
And if we seem a small factor in a huge pattern, nevertheless it is of relative importance...
"Fifty miles away the Japanese shrimp boats are dredging with overlapping scoops, bringing up tons of shrimps, rapidly destroying the species so that it may never come back, and with the species destroying the ecological balance of the whole region. That isn't very important in the world. And six thousand miles away the great bombs are falling on London and the stars are not moved nearby. None of it is important or all of it is...
Introduction to: Sea of Cortez, John Steinbeck and Edward F. Ricketts (1941)