I can take a few days without a shower. And I can drink bottled water for the rest of my life. But what's really tough about the situation we West Virginians have been through in the past week and a half is the not knowing.
(I'm writing this as if we've all had a shared experience for more than a week. If you just flew in from another country, picked up the local paper and don't get the context of what I'm saying, well, AVOID THE WATER FOUNTAINS.)
What do we not know?
• This started with a "licorice" smell in the air. How long until we let down our guard and think, "Oh, that's just one of those weird Kanawha Valley smells again."
• How long does it take for roughly 7,500 gallons of liquid chemical to leak through a one-inch hole in a storage tank? Is it some fraction or multiple of the amount of time for an "all-clear" to be declared to use the local water?
• How deep are the pockets of Freedom Industries and who is their insurer? Whatever money is there, I do not believe it will stretch around the courthouse and back.
• Will all of us get swept into a class action suit? Are we in for blood tests and questionnaires for the rest of our lives?
• Trying to remember: When is the last sip of local tap water I took, anyway?
• If the Centers for Disease Control has to make up a mathematical formula for the relative safety for a relatively obscure licorice-smelling chemical that's something along the lines of "effects on rats x 10 x 10," then what other things do those guys not know?
• What's the practical difference among parts per million? If you have a million parts and there's one thing in some parts and no thing in other parts - yeah, well, thanks anyway, I'll have a Coke.