With my monologues, I want all of my viewers to see how much time and thought my class/stream spent the last two weeks on this topic. We;ve learned about everything from how things are made in different countries to how far politicians will go for more money in their pockets. I want people to see and read about the different stories and views the monologues provide. I want them to keep in mind how the pipeline effects every one around it from the view of a child to the view of a worker. ENJOY!Monologue #1:
From the Movie: Splash to Making a
Splash in “Dirty Oil”!
Daryl Hannah’s Internal Thoughts:
Daryl Hannah is an actress. She’s acted in
many movies, we’ve seen in the movie theaters through out the nation. Today,
she was arrested because she wouldn’t move out of the way for the police to get
through, so her and a couple of her other companions were arrested and taken to
the slammer. In the main holding cell, Daryl is accumulating more anger for the
pipeline and realizes she has to keep her protest for what she knows is right!
“No to the Keystone pipeline!” was the last
thing I shouted to my fellow protestors to keep their faith and continue
protesting as more were taken a long with me. With that one cry for change, the
U.S Park Police zip-tied a nylon cuff restraint onto my writs and threw me into
the back of the car and I was brought to the slammer. Surprisingly, it’s quite
bright in the back of the car because as I was driving away, I saw all of the
posters, signs, and banners everyone made for the sit in. They all had pictures
that held exactly eight million words. The same amount of barrels of dirty
crude oil that will be transferred through out part of Canada and across the
great plains of America. On other banners there was this familiar pipe, the
“Keystone Pipeline”, this one pipe would pollute all the water, plains, and
skies surrounding it. All it costs to build is a mere thirteen billion dollars,
coming out of our back pocket. Now that’s just peachy.
When I entered the musky, humid holding cell,
the police men gave us nothing but quiet time to use our imagination, imagine
the dents the government were making if this proposal was past in a few
weeks…harmful dents stretching from Hardisty, Alberta to Port Arthur, Texas.
Also in between parts of Montana, South Dakota, Nebraska, Oklahoma and so many
other states. I pulled out a picture of a group of ranchers, their kids, and I
standing on their crop ranch back in the summer of 2009. The owners of the
ranch being close friends of my parents, I've been going there ever since I was
a little girl. The ranch has been passed down from generation to generation but
now the ranch is sitting on top of the place where the pipeline is going to be.
Their ranch,…my second home…is slowly being
taken away from us. I’ve been to breath-taking lands and have seen it all, but
what about the future generations? Have the politicians even thought about them
and the toll this pipeline will take on them? No, because these politicians have
the audacity to build a pipe, demolishing not only the lustrous grasslands
residing there but also because the natives living there to experience the
leaks and pollution the pipes will cause.
The current Keystone
pipeline running from Hardisty, Alberta to Patoka, Illinois has leaked about
twelve times throughout the year. The proposed pipeline is supposed to stretch
from Hardisty, Alberta to Port Arthur, Texas. So why does no one pay mind to
the harm the pollution will do to our future generations? Although the
politicians aren't pay mind, many people worldwide have been working hard to
reduce CO2 levels but they are still climbing. Even though we know how to stop
and reduce the rates, we cannot put a dent in the CO2 levels unless the number
of people working to lower it increases!
Monologue #2: “Stay in School, Kids”
Pipe Liner: Zack Saunders: Internal
Thoughts:
Zack Saunders is a pipe liner living in Hadisty, Alberta. As
any pipe liner, Zack has to leave his home in order to make a living for his
family of four, including himself. He doesn’t know what to do. Should he stay
and kill the environment on a high salary or should he make a dent in the
pollution levels and help his kids.
I
haven’t always been like this. Thinking about two angels every day for the past
two weeks and giving everything up for them. I always thought that I had the
best job out there in this tough economy. But now…I’m like what…what am I
doing? I’m holding a wrench in one hand and a screw in the other, slowly and
painfully building the pollution for my two daughters and the whole future
generation to come.
This
wrench was holding me from going home to them: my kids, my wife, and my home.
Pipe liners have to move to where they are building the pipe and find housing
there. This wrench was helping my crew and I build a pipe through out the
country. The pipe that would cause so much pollution to everyone and everything
around it. This wrench, I could be using to fix Emily and Oscar’s leaky pipe in
their bathroom, their race car-princess bathroom. Those two can never agree on
anything. And this screw was put into place to hold together the pipe. To hold
together what everyone sitting in front of that white and all around the world
is trying to change. This screw and many other screws that would soon allow the
pipe to leak and burst out oil like Old Faithful, the geyser itself. The screw
I could be using to fix my wife’s swivel chair. But with out me there, the
chair was never fixed, so a new one was bought and the pipes still get leaky.
The leaky water is slowly peeling off their racecar – princess wallpaper. An
example of what could happen if we -I mean with my help also- build the
thirteen billion dollar pipeline running across the great plains of our land.
You’d
have to be the worst dad in the world to be doing this. But, I can’t go home.
This is the only fine paying job offered to a high school dropout and it sucks.
But what can I do about it? Sulk as I work? I already do that. I can’t leave my
job to go protest because no one would pay for the bills, pay for the clothes
my family wears. I can’t protest if I’m the one helping build this monstrosity!
No one would pay for the Twinkle Toes Sketchers Emily want. No one would pay
for there’s nothing left to do but to let the President Obama end my torture,
hopefully. He can say no to this and then I can go home to my country, to my
family, to my house, to my happiness.
Monologue #3: “Taking Our Land, Once
Again!”
Mark Mountainpeak’s Internal
Thoughts:
Mark is a Native American living in South
Dakota on the Cheyenne River Indian Reservation. His homes are one of many that
are being in the thought process of being demolished by Big Corps for the
Keystone Pipeline XL. With him today is an interviewer.
My hands were beet
red, veins popping out of my arms, and my voice box close to exploding into a
million pieces. The reporter didn’t know what to do next because she didn’t
know whether I was going to go off at another question. But after a few
seconds, I fixed my posture, loosened my grip on my cup of apple juice, and
gave her a reassuring look.
“How does the pipeline affect you and your
home?” she said with friendly smile.
Wait…why is she
smiling!? It’s not her house…is she stupid?! My home, our reservation, my
family…we’re loosing everything and here she sits and asks!? She isn’t living
on some money loving Corp’s pipeline. She’s not being asked to move even
though, her property WAS PROMISED TO HER. No, this isn’t happening to her so
she doesn’t give two shits about…wait, I had to do something…what was it? I
looked up at her with her intensive eyes and she nods her head for an answer.
Oh yes, I have to
answer this idiotic question: “My home is sitting on top of what you people
call the next big money maker. My home is going to be knocked down because Big
Corps can come in and steal our things. My home, should stay! It also not only
affects my home but who would want to wake up to a pipe next door every day.
Especially, if it is constantly leaking dirty
oil into our drinking waters and polluting everything and anything around
it. I don’t want anything to change on the Res. WE DON’T WANT THE PIPE LINE.
Why are they---”
My…anger…is…before
I could finish that thought the reporter obviously sees my rage and concludes
the interview.
Monologue #4: Losing My Dad, Life, and Past:
Janey’s inner thoughts:
Janey
has too move because her mom doesn’t want to live near the pipeline and Janey
has to face losing her past and her most cherished memories!
Montana,
mountains, lakes, clear skies. And I’m leaving them, my mountainside view of
the lake and the clear skies reflecting off of it. My mom says to pack what
ever I want to bring to the new house. We cant live here anymore. I have to
leave my friends, school, and the life I was making for the past 16 years in Montana.
I know you never
talk back and all you do is keep us shaded every year but hear me out. We’re
going to have to leave you soon. We’re going somewhere very far away, far way
from you too. I remember when daddy and I planted you here, Bruce. You were
just a small gingko tree and now look what 10 years has come and done to you. Daddy
and I planted you. Now daddy isn’t here anymore and we have to leave you
behind.
You probably wont
last that long with out us unless you can absorb dirty oil and chemicals like
you do to water. I mean you could get water but you’re going to have to play
tug a war with the amount of clean water you get. Mommy was googling about the pipeline
and I think it’s a bunch of baloney. I mean what is an extra couple thousand of
jobs going to do for this broken economy? Nothing, so why build a pipeline
right next door to our home. The way big corps are treating the environment
isn’t fair. We need the environment to stand strong for us to walk upon in.
Mommy says that the pipeline is bad because all of the pollution and CO2 that
is going into the atmosphere. She says we already have too much.
I tried to argue
back saying we’re leaving you, our view of everything, and our memories but she
coldly said: “It won’t be here when the pipeline moves in. The pipe liners have
to clear off everything. Everything will be gone but we’ll soon be gone before
it.”
At that last line Janey cries into Bruce,
the tree.