I was known as an activist, described by CBC's 'The Fifth Estate' as 'the 23-year-old waitress who stopped the pulp company dead in its tracks.' Without knowing it was even possible, my activism helped me gain admission to Dalhousie University law school.
In the world of globalization, the fossil fuel masters of the universe who are digging up our boreal forest and our muskeg and scraping out the bitumen would rather have Canadians take all the risks - and then the oceans take the risks to ship it to refineries that they've already built in other countries rather than create jobs for Canadians here.
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What this quote means
The quote criticizes the exploitation of Canada's natural resources for the benefit of foreign entities while neglecting local job creation.
In this quote, Elizabeth May highlights the detrimental impact of globalization on Canada's environment and economy. She argues that foreign companies are extracting fossil fuels from Canadian lands, such as boreal forests and muskeg, prioritizing their profits while ignoring the potential for job creation within Canada. This critique suggests that Canadians bear the environmental and economic risks while large corporations benefit, ultimately raising concerns about the sustainability and ethics of such practices.
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Example use cases
In a speech about environmental policy, this quote can emphasize the need for responsible resource management.
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