"Arrr! Their stinkin' muck be poisonin' the crops, an' now they be beggin' for shelter from the law's wrath!"
2024-12-06
Arrr, matey! A crew under the flag o' Goldman Sachs be hoisting the sails fer them fertilizer makers, chasin' after them pesky “forever chemicals.” Aye, they be lobbyin’ harder than a landlubber at a rum fest! Avast, the sea of industries be a wild tide!
Arrr mateys! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn o' treachery on the high seas of commerce! It seems a scallywag company under the thumb of them Goldman Sachs be stirrin' up a storm, tryin' to sway the hearts o' landlubbers in power, all in the name o' them fertilizers packed full o' “forever chemicals.” Aye, ye heard me right—chemicals that be stickin' around longer than a barnacle on a ship's hull!Now, these crafty fertilizer makers be lobbyin' like a pack o' hungry sea dogs, hopin' to keep their stinkin' brew in the fields. They be shoutin’ to the world, “Nay, we ain't poisonin' yer crops!” while the truth be stickin’ to 'em like tar on a sailor’s boots. With coin in their pockets and sweet talkin' on their lips, they be lookin' to charm the very boots off the politicians!
So, hoist the sails and watch the winds o' deception blow! As these landlubbers and high-flyin' financiers plot their course, we savvy pirates must keep our wits about us, lest we find ourselves in murky waters filled with their forever chemicals! Yarrr, the seas be treacherous, especially when the lords of finance be involved!