Letter: Who knew what when in North Dakota
When the first quart of freshly fracked Bakken crude was drawn from the earth a few years back, a white-coated chemist swished the sample around the beaker, took a sniff, and said to his associate: “I’d put your cigarette out, if I were you.”
Oh, well. They crossed their fingers and proceeded to ship millions of barrels of the potent oil through pipelines and in substandard rail cars.
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