I come out of a flu-induced hiatus from regular news only to discover that TransCanada’s existing Keystone pipeline in South Dakota is leaking into a farmer’s field. This is all happening simultaneous to the decision about whether the Keystone XL extension of the pipeline will be able to traverse Nebraska (1). I feel like I’m back in my dream of two nights ago: screaming with no one listening. But, different from my dream, there are so many of us screaming in unions, around the planet. We await the final decision by Nebraska, with trepidation and hope combined.

(Image: Photograph of cars at night with their taillights shining)