Barataria, Louisiana – It is the perfect blue-sky, humidity-less spring day in bayou country that makes you feel like everything should be all right in the world. The intercoastal waterway leading to the Gulf of Mexico is calm, the canals that host fishing boats behind each neat suburban home reflect the midday sun and a cool breeze washes away extraneous sounds and smells.
But despite the bucolic day, fisherman Mike Roberts is angry. “Osama bin Laden couldn’t have done a better job of destroying a part of the American economy. This oil spill? It’s like the ultimate act of terrorism. And these guys …” – BP and Transocean executives, and the federal agency that was supposed to police them but appears to have been very cozy with the oil industry (Mineral Management Service) – “should be treated like terrorists.”
As we talk, a leftover shrimp lasagna heating in the oven, we watch soundless oil company heads testifying before Congress on headline news. Mike, and his wife Tracy Kuhns, glimpse at the television as we talk. Their house, a pair of fishing boats tied up on the canal just feet from the backdoor, is a hub this morning for neighbors, friends and relatives looking for information. When this fishing community went to bed last night they thought they were going to be able to shrimp today in the fresh waters of the bayou. But they woke to learn that all fishing along the coast had been shut down.
Tracy Kuhns never imagined a future as an environmental activist. A native of Louisiana, she was living and going to college in Texas – already a young mother – when she discovered the reason the neighborhood kids, and herself, were getting rashes and constantly sick was because they were living next door to a chemical plant’s waste pit. Six years after she began fighting, the area was declared a Superfund site, the houses in her neighborhood were razed, and she moved back to Louisiana.
%Gallery-95432%Once back home in bayou country, married to Mike, she found it impossible to look the other way when she saws signs of trouble in her new backyard. When her fishermen neighbors started bringing back stories from the nearby fishing grounds of pollution left behind by oil and gas companies who’d come in, exploited and left – leaving spills, pipelines and infrastructure behind, fouling the estuaries – she had to get involved. Joined by her husband Mike Roberts today they are the official Louisiana Bayoukeepers and she also works with the local Fisherman’s Association in Barataria, counseling on everything from health insurance to, now, recovering from the loss of income due to the oil spill.
“They have got to make up their mind,” says Mike, who put hundreds of dollars he doesn’t have into gasoline for his boat the day before and filled the on-board ice chests to the brim. “I just wasted that money.” They had just come from town hall, where fishermen had gathered for news from the mayor’s office. “I’m surprised there wasn’t a fist fight.”
Tracy wears multiple hats, as the Louisiana Bayoukeeper – affiliated with the international Waterkeeper Alliance – that monitors the environmental health of local waterways. She also looks after the Jefferson Parish Association of Family Fishermen, which has meant her living room in recent days has hosted a non-stop line of fishermen with questions. As we talk she helps an old friend, a fishermen for 40 of his 57 years, fill out the forms necessary to get his boat in line to help skim oil. “They’re going to put your boat to the top of the list,” jokes Mike, “because you got that Karaoke machine. I’m serious, he does! He gets out there fishing and just cranks it up and sings all day long.”
As Tracy and her neighbor wade through the multi-page form, she cautions him, “If you do go out there, I’m going to give you gloves, rubber sleeves, and a respirator with replaceable filters. Initially they were sending people out with nothing, no preparation, and they were coming back covered with oil after spending a day trying to scoop it up and breathing it in. We don’t want you getting sick on top of losing your jobs.”
The economic hit caused by the spill has stunned this community, its ripples being felt already. Most of these fishermen live month to month and this would normally be the middle of their biggest season of the year. On a typical mid-May day, the canal leading to the Gulf would be filled with boats; today the only movement is crab men returning from having collected their empty traps.
“I don’t know how we, or anyone here, is going to make it,” says Tracy. In one of many ironies, some of her neighbors are just now getting checks from the federal government for loss of livelihood because of Hurricane Katrina. “And those checks come with the condition that the money cannot be spent on your mortgage or food or bills, that it has to be spent on your ‘business,’ which for these guys is their boat or supplies for fishing. But if they’re not fishing … what are they supposed to do with the money?”
Each of the fishermen she counsels gets the same advice about protective gear and she walks them through a petition the fishermen’s group is preparing to make sure that any federal or state payments of support while the fishery is closed due to the spill is made in timely fashion. “We can’t wait years for help, they are going to need it right away.”
Along these quiet canals and across southern Louisiana the impact of the closed fishing grounds is already being felt. The seafood processing plants that line the intercoastal are shut; boat repair shops and supply stores are not bothering to open; in New Orleans, restaurants are scratching shrimp off menus (despite that they have shrimp in some cases, but worried buyers aren’t buying, wrongly afraid the seafood on hand is already dirty). At Veleo’s, a restaurant across the intercoastal in Lafitte the owner admits he’s stocking up with frozen fish.
Mike and Tracy have a handful of kids, one daughter lives across the street; none are in the fishing business. “We’ve got one grandson who insists he wants to be a charter fishermen,” says Mike, “But he’s only twelve years old. I don’t think that’s going to be an option for him.”
Just after noon their cell phones start buzzing. Apparently the governor has signed a waiver re-opening shrimping in Region 2, their fishing grounds.
“C’mon,” says Mike, “they’ve got to quit jerking us around. Open. Closed. Open. Closed.” But he jumps on the phone, alerting neighbors who may not have heard the news and hustling his crew back to the boat. Within the hour they’ll head out for a 24-to-48 hours run. It’s the height of a young shrimping season and if they’re able to bring back a $5,000 haul, it could be the last income from fishing they see for months, or years.
“I’m trying not to be overly pessimistic,” says Tracy, as Mike scoops steaming shrimp lasagna into bowls, “but given what we’re hearing about the mess out there I really don’t see fishing coming back.” A neighbor had made the thirty-mile motor out to the Gulf the day before to see the spill up-close and reported back that “you could run for four hours at top speed and you’d never get clear of it.” And a mile below the surface, the well just keeps pumping.
“We’re used to spills around here, but usually they’re small and you won’t be able to fish in that area for a couple years. This is something totally different. This is something they (the oil company) can’t control and it’s just heartbreaking and infuriating.
“What they’ve done here is wiped out these coastal communities. We have no idea what kind of impact it’s going to have over the long term, but we know right now it has essentially put us all out of business — the marinas, the charter captains, the commercial fishermen, nobody can do anything.
Like many fishermen along the Gulf coast Tracy is very worried that fishing as we know it along the Louisiana coast may be finished. For good. “I’m not a biologist, I’m not a scientist, but I know that if you kill off all your little marine creatures, even the bacteria and the algae that they eat, then how do you restore that stock? Even if you are able to clean it up, if the sediment covers all the oil and hides it, how do you recover everything that you’ve lost?
“The federal government has allowed this to happen by relaxing the regulations on the oil companies. Because if they’d kept those regulations in place, which would have forced them to spend that extra $500,000 (on mandatory blowout preventers) out of their billions in profit that they make every few months, this probably wouldn’t have happened. And we wouldn’t be faced with billions and billions dollars of of damage to our resources, our communities and our social structure
Since is mostly worried about her neighbors, many of whom are turning to her for advise. “They are angry and they are scared. Everybody is shell-shocked, nobody knows what to do.If there had been booms available everyone of these guys would have jumped out and started boomin’ that oil … they are desperate to try and do something to save this place they love.”