Bittersweet. I don’t think that there is a better word to describe a working stiffs’ experience of the Alberta oil sands. In Fort McMurray you have the combination of unbelievable pay cheques, and being treated like a criminal, because the companies in the oil patch have very good reasons to do so.
On my last job in the oil sands the whole crew all chipped in and gave a guy $20.00 each to drive into Fort McMurray and get liquor. Never saw him again.
The chapters in Bittersweet Sands are either incidents that happened to me, or events that someone I trust told me about. Rather than chase down the participants I changed all the names of all my characters to the names to the crew of the Greek saga Jason and the Argonauts in The Golden Fleece.
But these stories really happened.
Alberta labour law states that a worker cannot work longer than twenty four days straight. Through sad experience the government found that people that do work longer than twenty four days in a row usually end up losing body parts.
If there is a theme to my book Bittersweet Sands, it is the identical theme to working in Fort McMurray. Through all the laughter and jokes there is a strain of pain to our existence. There’s an underlying uncertainty that begs the question, ‘is what we do in Fort McMurray have value other than just money?’ Or is our existence like what the I Ching says, that we are just conquering an empty city.
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