William Shakespeare, bard of Avon, was vehemently against fracking and in his play Hamlet wrote the world famous soliloquy “To frac or not to frac, that is the question”
To frac, or not to frac, that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The poison and quakes of outrageous drillers,
Or to take arms against this sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them. To cry, to weep,
No more; and by action to say we end
The heart-ache, and the thousand unnatural shocks
We have to bear: ’tis a termination
Devoutly to be wished. To cry, to weep;
To weep, perchance to scream – ay, there’s the rub:
For in that scream of gas what peace may come,
When we have shuffled past the city hall,
And cast our vote, and yet gained no respect
From those that make calamity of life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of ptb,
The oppressor’s wrong, the rich man’s profit,
The pains of poisoned drink, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office, and the lies
That geologists on oilmen’s payroll tell,
When they themselves refuse to drink the well.
With a fracked well who would the water drink?
To groan and sweat under a fearful life,
Come home and risk the gasmen’s creeping death,
The painful joint, the cancerous swell of flesh,
The silent killer of uranium finds the brain
And makes us sick of all those ills we have.
So fly to others can we thus escape the toll?
No conscience does make spectres of us all,
As thoughtless men pursue with blighted resolution
To sickly frack the gas from all the land, no thought
But enterprise, for gain and careless of the moment,
That nature is destroyed, her beauty turned awry,
And lost in the name of profit. Speak your vow,
This fracking stop! People, in thy fury
Purge the land of gasmen’s evil now.
(Sorry Bill, please forgive me.)