~ Coal dust so thick I found it very hard to breath,
~ Coal dust so thick I could feel it grinding between my teeth,
~ Coal dust so thick it acquires a state of being and asphyxiates.
~ Coal dust so thick it shrouds The Hunter Valley with a dark cloak; shelling hope of survival for various animals.
The once beautiful Hunter Valley now marred by these everyday appalling sites. This world of ours depends on necessary evils if we are to maintain present life styles - an undeniable fact, but is it really acceptable to succumb to such a degree. Is the dollar so mighty and powerful. Why is there not a strict air pollution monitoring compliance program ending these horrid and asphyxiating vistas from existence.
The increasing number of open coalmines in the Hunter Valley is lining the pockets of profiteers with money and lining our lungs with black coal dust. Dust that is not only produced by digging a huge hole in the ground, but is further dispersed as it is transported south by rail; oddly, if I transport rubbish to the dump with my load uncovered, I may face a hefty fine. Yet, coal is transport with each and every coal filled train carriage uncovered - where is their fine. Over time there are tones of coal dust particulates scattered every kilometre for every living thing to inhale.
Where does the monetary profit go. Does the money stay here in the Hunter Valley and contribute directly to rectifying its ill medical side effects by providing an increase in health services - No! Does it even go toward the maintenance of the roads that are continuously pounded by trucks hauling coal - at an alarming pace - I doubt it very much. I deduce even the majority of people employed to dig these ghastly holes in The Hunter Valley are not locals; and as such, take their earnings with them as they go back to whence they came.
Anyway, best I go for a walk with Duke; increase fitness and decrease health as we inhale more of this Hunter Valley's coal dust. Adiós...Adieu...