In his latest book, Vultures’ Picnic, investigative reporter Greg Palast jumps ass deep into the one percent’s favorite combustible lubricant. Armed with a miniature recording device, condoms, mosquito repellant, K-Y Jelly, a 3.4-ounce flask of Felipe II, and his trademark fedora hat, Palast travels from Alaska to the Amazon, and from Louisiana to Liberia to expose the dirty business of crude oil, and those who make indecent fortunes from it. During the course of his investigations, Palast uncovers...
Wow. I'm disgusted!
It is hard to believe it is all true but it also feels like this guy is putting a voice to all of those little niggles I have in the back of my head.
Missy
SUICIDEGIRL
California, USA
JAN 26, 2012 06:00 AM