We worship oil. We go to war for oil. It seeps into all aspects of our lives. Dirty stinky oil. I wouldn't be typing on this keyboard if it wasn't for oil. An unholy alliance.
Personally I don't like to see an oil rig unless James Dean is next to it with oil gushing all over him as he joyously smiles at the stinky stuff never realizing it will bring on his eventual demise.
Another snapshot from Donald G. Schnabel's trip to Bahrain and Saudi Arabia in 1957.
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