And they Just Want to Celebrate
They should have kept that to themselves. Expect an injunction and a lawsuit to stop them any day now.
How soon before leftists in the government shut it all down?
So will Traitor Joe ban them digging it up so he can continue to repay his Chinese masters?
Don’t worry the epa will come up with something that makes it financially impossible to mine this so we will still be beholden to China.
Biden will confiscate it then sell cheap to China.
“800,000 tons of rare earths”
That should cover a year or two of the Green Wet Dream.
The USA still mines some rare-earth minerals - BUT we ship them to China for refining and further processing.
Its an energy-intensive and relatively dirty business - at least in the eyes of woke bureaucrats and suburban Karens
Sorry to bear bad news - but under our present society and regime, these “green energy minerals” needed for our leftist energy transition schemes - will continue to come from china well into the future
I’m sure the XiDen treasonous will soon step up to sell it to the Chinese or zone it off as a national monument soon to prevent it from being exploited by Americans.
I expect Fedgov to seal it for a 1000 years or China buys it.
At that price, we could easily corner the whole periodic table for just a few trillion.
Start off buying up the noble gases and then build hotels on Osmium and Iridium.
as long as ev mandates are ev mandates, that is.
Shut it down and turn it into a National Park, like B. Clinton did. Chinese will love you.
China will be pulling every dirty trick in their arsenal to stop this mine.
37 billion? Brandon can print that before breakfast
Biden Administration moving quickly to sell to Communist China.
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I didn't think that looked very much like Wyoming...
Cowboy Poetry by Bill Jones Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence. The wind was cold and gusty and the clouds rolled gray and dense. As he pounded the last staples in and gathered tools to go, The temperature had fallen, the wind and snow began to blow. When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart. From the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn't start. So Jake did what most of us would do if we had been there. He humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft a prayer. As he turned the key for the last time, he softly cursed his luck. They found him three days later, frozen stiff in that old truck. Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roaming. But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked -- it looked just like Wyoming! Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was St. Peter. (Now, this line ain't needed but it helps with rhyme and meter) So they set and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three. Nobody was keeping' score -- in Heaven time is free. "I've always heard," Jake said to Pete, "that God will answer prayer, But one time I asked for help, well, he just plain wasn't there." "Does God answer prayers of some, and ignore the prayers of others? That don't seem exactly square -- I know all men are brothers." "Or does he randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason? Maybe, it's the time of day, the weather or the season." "Now I ain't trying to act smart, it's just the way I feel. And I was wondering', could you tell me -- what the heck's the deal?!" Peter listened very patiently and when Jake was done, There were smiles of recognition, and he said, "So, you're the one!!" "That day your truck, it wouldn't start, and you sent your prayer a flying, You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us trying." "A thousand angels rushed, to check the status of your file, But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard from you in quite a long while." "And though all prayers are answered, and God ain't got no quota, He didn't recognize your voice, and started a truck in Minnesota." |