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The High Cost of Coal

David W. Orr: The Carbon Connection

Friday, September 8th, 2006

Having seen pictures of the devastation did not prepare me for the reality of New Orleans. Mile after mile of wrecked houses, demolished cars, piles of debris, twisted and downed trees, and dried mud everywhere. We stopped every so often to look into abandoned houses in the 9th Ward and along the shore of Lake Pontchartrain to see things close up: mud lines on the walls, overturned furniture, moldy clothes still hanging in closets, broken toys, a lens from a pair of glasses . . . once cherished and useful objects rendered into junk. Each house with a red circle painted on the front to indicate results of the search for bodies. Some houses showed the signs of desperation: holes punched through ceilings as people tried to escape rising water. The smell of musty decay was everywhere, overlaid with an oily stench. Despair hung like Spanish moss in the dank, hot July air.

Ninety miles to the south, the Louisiana delta is rapidly sinking below the rising waters of the Gulf. This is no “natural” process, but rather the result of decades of mismanagement of the lower Mississippi that became federal policy after the massive flood of 1927. Sediment that built the richest and most fecund wetlands in the world are now deposited off the continental shelf-part of an ill-conceived effort to tame the river. The result is that the remaining wetlands, starved for sediment, are both eroding and compacting, sinking below the water and perilously close to no return. Oil extraction has done most of the rest by cutting channels that crisscross the marshlands allowing the intrusion of salt water and storm surges. Wakes from boats have widened the original channels considerably, further unraveling the ecology of the region. The richest fishery in North America and a unique culture that once thrived in the delta are disappearing and with it the buffer zone that protects New Orleans from hurricanes. “Every 2.7 miles of marsh grass,” in Mike Tidwell’s words, “absorbs one foot of a hurricane’s storm surge.”

Katrina victim, photo by Kent KessingerAnd the big hurricanes will come. Kerry Immanuel, an MIT scientist and once greenhouse skeptic, researched the connection between rising levels of greenhouse gases in the atmosphere, warmer sea temperatures, and the severity of storms. He’s a skeptic no longer (Nature, August 4, 2005). The hard evidence on this and other parts of climate science have moved beyond the point of legitimate dispute. Carbon dioxide, the prime greenhouse gas, is at the highest level in at least the last 650,000 years. CO2 continues to accumulate by ~2.5+ parts per million per year, edging closer and closer to what some scientists believe is the threshold of runaway climate change. British scientist James Lovelock compares our situation to being on a boat upstream from Niagara Falls with the engines about to fail.

If this were not enough, the evidence now shows a strong likelihood that sea levels will rise more rapidly than previously thought. The third report of the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (2001) predicted about one meter rise in the 21st century, but more recent evidence puts this figure at six to seven meters, the result of accelerated melting of the Greenland ice sheet and polar ice along with the thermal expansion of water (Science March 24, 2006). According the scientists at the University of Arizona the coastline will come to look like this:

Nine hundred miles to the northeast as a sober crow would fly it, Massey Energy, Inc., Arch Coal, and other companies are busy leveling the mountains of Appalachia to get at the upper seams of coal in what was one of the most diverse and relatively undisturbed forests in the U.S. and one of the most diverse ecosystems anywhere. Throughout the coalfields of West Virginia and Kentucky they have already leveled about 1.5 million acres and damaged a good bit more. Coal is washed on site, leaving billions of gallons of a dilute asphalt-like gruel laced with toxic flocculants and heavy metals. An estimated 225 such containment ponds are located over abandoned mines in West Virginia, held back from the communities below only by earthen dams prone to failure either by collapse or by draining down through old mine tunnels that honeycomb the region. One did in October 11, 2000 in Martin County, Kentucky, when the slurry broke through a thin layer of shale and into mines and out into hundreds of miles of streams and rivers. The result was the permanent destruction of waterways and property values of people living in the wake of an ongoing and mostly ignored disaster. This is typical of the coal fields. They are third-world colony within the United States; a national sacrifice zone in which fairness, decency, and the rights of old and young alike are trampled on behalf of the national obsession with “cheap” electricity. For his role in trying to enforce even the flimsy laws that might have held Massey Energy slightly accountable for its flagrant and frequent malfeasances, the Bush administration tried unsuccessfully to fire Jack Spadaro from his position as a mine safety inspector in the Interior Department but eventually forced him to retire.

Jack is in the first plane to take off from Yeager field in Charleston along with the chief attorney for the largest corporation in the world. Hume Davenport, founder of Southwings, Inc. is the pilot of the four-seat Cessna. The ground recedes below us as we pass over Charleston and the Kanawha River lined with barges hauling coal to power plants along the Ohio River and points more distant. Quickly on the horizon to the West is the John Amos plant owned by American Electric Power that, by one estimate, releases more mercury to the environment than any other facility in the U.S., as well as hundreds of tons of sulphur oxides, hydrogen sulfide, and CO2. For a few minutes we can see the deep green of wrinkled Appalachian hills below, but very soon the first of the mountaintop removal sites appears. It is followed by another and then another. The pattern of ruin spreads out below us for many miles, stretching to the far horizon on all points of the compass. From five thousand feet, trucks with twelve foot diameter tires and drag lines that could pick up two Greyhound buses at a single bite look like Tonka toys in a sandbox. What is left of Kayford Mountain comes into sight. It is surrounded by leveled mountains and a few still being leveled. “Overburden,” the mining industry term for dismantled mountains, is dumped into valleys covering hundreds of miles of streams-an estimated 1500 miles in the past twenty-five years. Many more miles will be buried if the coal companies have their way. Coal slurry ponds loom above houses, towns, and even elementary schools. When the earthen dams break on some dark rainy night, those below will have little if any warning before the deluge hits.

Jack Spadaro, originally printed in Appalachian Voice 2006Jack Spadaro is our guide to the devastation. He is a heavy set, rumpled, and bearded man with the knack for describing outrageous things calmly and with clinical precision. A mining engineer by profession, he spent several frustrating decades trying to enforce the laws, such as they are, against an industry with friends in high places in Charleston, Congress, and the White House. In a flat, unemotional monotone he describes what we are seeing below. Aside from the destruction of the Appalachian forest, the math is all wrong. The slopes are too steep, the impoundments too large, the angles of slope, dam, weight, and proximity of houses and towns are the geometry of tragedies to come. He points out the Marsh Fork Elementary School situated close to a coal loading operation and below a huge impoundment back up the hollow. In the event of a dam failure, the evacuation plan calls for the principal using a bull horn to initiate the evacuation of the children ahead of the fifty foot wall of slurry that will be moving at maybe 60 miles an hour. If all works according the official evacuation plan, they will have two minutes to get to safety, but there is no safe place for them to go. And so it is in the coal fields-ruin at a scale for which I have no adequate words; ecological devastation to the far horizon of topography and time. We say that we are fighting for democracy elsewhere, but no one in Washington or Charleston seems aware that we long ago deprived some of our own the rights to life, liberty, and property.

On the circle back to Yeager field in Charleston, Tom Hyde, a corporate attorney, calls this a “tragedy.” We all nod knowing the word does not quite describe the enormity of the things we’ve just seen or the cold blooded nature of it. In our one hour flight we saw maybe one percent of the destruction now metastasizing through four states. Until recently it was all but ignored by the national media. Though we have known of the costs of mining at least since Harry Caudill published Night Comes to the Cumberlands in 1963, but we have yet to summon the moral energy to resolve the problem or pay the full costs of the allegedly cheap electricity that we use.

Under the hot afternoon sun we board a 15-person van to drive out to the edge of the coal fields to see what it looks like on the ground. On the way to Kayford Mountain, we take the interstate south from Charleston and exit at a place called Sharon onto winding roads that lead to mining country. Trailer parks, small evangelical churches, truck repair shops, and small often lovingly tended houses line the road, intermixed with those abandoned long ago when underground mining jobs disappeared. The two lane paved road turns to gravel and climbs toward the top of the hollow and Kayford Mountain. Within a mile or two the first valley fill appears. It is a green V shaped insertion between wooded hills. Reading the signs made by water coursing down its face, Jack Spadaro notes that this one will soon fail. Valley fills are mountains turned upside down: rocky mining debris, trees illegally buried, along with what many locals believe to be more sinister things brought in by unmarked trucks in the dead of night. He adds that some valley fills may contain as much as 500 million tons of blasted mountains and run for as long as six miles. We ascend the slope toward Kayford, passing by the no trespassing signs that appear around the gate that leads to the mining operations.

Larry Gibson, a diminutive, bull-dog of a man fighting for his land, meets us at the summit, really a small peak on what was once a long ridge. The family has been on Kayford since the 18th century operating a small coal mine. Larry is the proverbial David fighting Goliath but he has no slingshot, unless it is that of moral authority spoken with a fierce, inborn eloquence. Those traits and the raw courage he shows every day have made Larry a poster child for the movement with his picture in Vanity Fair, National Geographic, and other newsstand magazines. Larry’s land has been saved so far because he made 40 acres of it into a park and has fought tooth and nail to save it from the lords of Massey Energy. They have leveled nearly everything around him and have punched holes underneath Kayford because the mineral rights below and the ownership of the surface were long ago separated in a shameless scam perpetrated on illiterate and trusting mountain people.

Larry describes what has happened using a model of the area that comes apart more or less like the mountains around him have been dismantled. As he talks he illustrates what has happened by taking the model apart piece by piece, leaving the top of Kayford rather like a knob sticking up amidst the encircling devastation. So warned we walk down the country lane to witness the advancing ruin. Fifteen of us stood for maybe a half an hour on the edge of the abyss watching giant bulldozers and trucks at work below us. Plumes of dust from the operations rise up several thousand feet above us. The next set of explosive charges is ready to go on an area about the size of a football field. Every day some three million pounds of explosives are used in the eleven counties south of Charleston. This is a war zone. The mountains are the enemy, profits from coal the prize, and the local residents and all those who might have otherwise lived here or would have been re-created here are the collateral damage.

Buffalo Mountain, photo by Kent KessingerWe try to wrap our minds around what we are seeing, but words do no justice to the enormity of it. The oldest mountains on Earth are being turned into gravel for a pittance; their ecologies radically simplified, forever. Perhaps as a defense mechanism from feeling too much or being overwhelmed by what we’ve seen, we talk about lesser things. In the late afternoon drive back to Charleston we pass by the coal loading facilities along the Kanawha River. Mile after mile of barges lined up to haul coal to hungry Ohio River power plants, the umbilical cord between mines, mountains, and us-the consumers of cheap electricity.

Over dinner that night we hear from two residents of Mingo County who describe what it is like to live in the coalfields. Without forests to absorb rainwater, flashfloods are a normal occurrence. A three inch rain can become a ten foot wall of water cascading off the flattened mountains and down the hollows. The mining industry calls these “acts of God” and the thoroughly bought public officials agree, leaving the victims with no recourse. Groundwater is contaminated by coal slurry and the chemicals used to make coal suitable for utilities. Well water is so acidic that it dissolves pipes and plumbing fixtures. Cancer rates are off the charts, but few in Charleston or Washington care enough to notice. Coal companies are major buyers of politicians and the head of Massey Energy, Donald Blankenship, has been known to spend lots of money to buy precisely the kind of representatives he likes-the sort that can accommodate themselves to exploitation of land and people and the profits to be made from it. His campaign to ravage the rest of West Virginia is perversely titled “For the Sake of the Kids.”

Pauline and Mary from the town of Sylvester, both in their seventies, are known as the “dust busters” because they go around the town wiping down flat surfaces with white cloths that that are covered with coal dust from a nearby loading facility. These are presented as evidence of foul air at open hearings to the irritated and unmovable servants of the people. Black lung and silicosis disease is now common among young and old alike exposed to the dust from surface operations but who have never set foot in a mine. They have little or no voice in government; they are considered to be expendable. Pauline, a fiercely eloquent woman, whose husband was wounded and captured by the Germans in the Battle of the Bulge in 1944, rhetorically asks “is this what he fought for?” The clock reads 9:30 pm; we quit for the day.

To permanently destroy millions of acres of Appalachia in order to extract maybe twenty years of coal is not just stupid-it is a derangement for which we as yet do not have adequate words, let alone the good sense and the laws to stop it. Unlike deep mining, mountaintop removal employs few workers. It is destroying the wonders of the mixed mesophytic forest of central Appalachia once and for all, including habitat for dozens of endangered species. It contaminates groundwater with toxics and heavy metals and renders the land permanently uninhabitable and unusable. Glib talk of the economic potential of flatter places for commerce of one kind or another is just that: glib talk. Coal companies’ efforts to plant grass and a few trees here and there are like putting lipstick on a corpse. The fact of the matter is that one of the most diverse and beautiful ecosystems in the world is being destroyed and rendered uninhabitable forever along with the lives and culture of the people who have stayed behind in places like Sylvester and Kayford. We justify this on the grounds of necessity and cost. But virtually every competent independent study of energy use done in the past thirty years has concluded that we could cost-effectively eliminate half or more of our energy use and strengthen our economy, lower costs of asthma and lung disease, raise our standard of living, and improve environmental quality. More complete accounting of the costs of coal would also include the rising tide of damage and insurance claims attributable to climate change. Some say that if we don’t burn coal the economy will collapse and we will all have to go back to the caves. But with wind and solar power growing by 25%+ per year and the technology of energy efficiency advancing rapidly, we have good options that make burning coal unnecessary. And before long we will wish that we had not destroyed so much of the capacity of the Appalachian forests and soils to absorb the carbon that makes for bigger storms and more severe heat waves and droughts.

No one in a position of authority in West Virginia politics, excepting that noble patriarch of good sense, Ken Hechler, asks the obvious questions. How far does the plume of heavy metals coming from coal washing operations go down the Kanawha, Ohio, and Mississippi and into the drinking water of communities elsewhere? What other economy, based on the sustainable use of forests, non-timber products, eco-tourism, and human craft skills, might flourish in these hills? What is the true cost of “cheap” coal? Why do the profits from coal mining leave the state? Why is so much of the land owned by absentee corporations like the Pocahontas Land Company? Once you subtract the permanent ecological ruin and crimes against humanity, there really isn’t much to add, as a country song once put it. Those touting “clean coal” ought to spend some time in the coalfields and talk to the residents in order to understand what those words really mean at the point of extraction. And for those who assume that the carbon from burning coal can be safely and permanently sequestered underground at an affordable cost, I have ocean-front property to sell you in Arizona.

Nearly a thousand miles separates the coalfields of West Virginia from the city of New Orleans and the Gulf coast, yet they are a lot closer than that. The connection is carbon. Coal is mostly carbon and for every ton burned, 3.6 tons of CO2 eventually enters the atmosphere raising global temperatures, warming oceans thereby creating bigger storms, melting ice, and raising sea levels. For every ton of coal extracted from the mountains, perhaps a 100 tons of what is tellingly called “overburden” is dumped, burying steams and filling the valleys and hollows of West Virginia, Kentucky, Virginia, and Tennessee. And between the hills of Appalachia and the sinking land of the Louisiana coast, tens of thousands of people living downwind from coal-fired power plants die prematurely each year from inhalation of small particles of smoke laced with heavy metals that penetrate deeply into their lungs.

Like all life forms, we search out great pools of carbon to perpetuate ourselves. It is our mismanagement of carbon that threatens the human future, and this is an old story. Humans have long fought for the control of carbon found in rich soils and deep forests and later in fossil fuels. The root of all evil does not begin with money, but with the carbon in its various forms that money can buy. The exploitation of carbon is the original sin leading quite possibly to the heat death of a great portion of life on Earth including us. This is what James Lovelock calls the revenge of Gaia which, if it comes to pass, will be Hell on Earth.

2 Responses to “David W. Orr: The Carbon Connection”

  1. Ruth Vandersall Says:

    Please keep this information coming. I am a Green Energy
    Ohio member in Wayne County. I am planning to use your
    information with our Lightbulb Box. We will add your info
    to our posters of facts. We take the Lightbulb Box to
    organizations and give demonstration talks. It has a row
    of four incandescent bulbs and a row of four CFL’s, a
    meter showing amount of electricity used, and an electric
    meter. We are working with the Change a Light; Change the
    World campaign.
    Come to our Sustainable Energy Festival Sat. March 3, 2007
    at The Wilderness Center, Wilmot.

  2. Mitchell McAleer Says:

    Sir, I am looking into facts regarding the mountaintop removal coal mining operations in Appalachia, and composing a letter to my congressman in opposition to continueing policies of destruction to the environment for cheap electrical power and the profit of the few, at the expense of the many long term local residents. I read above the land is privately owned by corporations for example the Pocohontas Land Co.
    Please provide me with information regarding the process and policies of ownership of the land, I feel this is a key aspect of our ability as constituents to influence public servants to act, to demand accountability and remediation from the federal government if action at the state level has failed.
    As a separate comment, I urge you to investigate the falacy of global warming caused by human contribution to atmospheric CO2. Simple facts jump out at me when I have looked into the ideas presented. Water vapor contributes 95 percent of greenhouse gas effect, total CO2 contribution is less than 5 percent, human contribution to CO2 is less than 0.3% of total greenhouse effect. Mars is also warming. At no time have I ever read any correlation of earth’s warming trend to Mar’s, and there is evidence available concerning other aspects of human activity have been misrepresented as corroborating evidence, for example, melting snow on Kilamanjaro. Deforestation is a likely cause of drier air in the region, and is likely a larger factor in local change in snow cover than global industrial emissions. The science of measuring human contribution to global climate change is too young and too short term to logicaly raise such alarm and call for political intervention. I warn you that involving our government in this policy decision is a mistake, corruption profiteering and mass media manipulation for the profit of the few is the inevitable result, with the children and grandchildren of the lower class of American left footing the bill for these arrogant follies, very much the same future as the residents of Appalachia, see how well the federal and state governments have protected their constituents against coal mining and energy production interests.

    M. McAleer

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