Author: Alan Tootill

Publisher: Alan Tootill

Published: 2016-12-17

Total Pages: 225

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The frackers promised jobs. Promised to turn Blackpool into a new super-rich gold rush town. They brought jobs all right. They brought in foreign workers who sent their money back to their loving wives and families in France and Eastern Europe while they shot up heroin and snorted cocaine at the end of the day’s work. For the rest of Blackpool, before the problems started, it was business as usual. But then people started getting wise. The stories started emerging how the fracking companies, purpose-built venture frackploitation capital firms, were wrecking the land and air. The profit from raping the countryside was going abroad to their US, Australian and Cayman Island and other offshore backers. The only money that stayed in the country went into corrupt politicians’ pockets. Of course back in the early 2010s no-one knew this was coming. But the signs were there. The environmentalists raged on about earthquakes, water pollution and health problems. Most folk didn’t listen. The antis were a ragbag lot, and as often as not were squabbling between themselves. When one of them died in front of a fracking fluid lorry she was blamed for her own stupidity. Now the Fylde is ruined forever, and everyone’s wise after the event.