Campbell County, Wyoming wouldn’t be a good place to step onto what she recognized was a rickety soapbox.
She figured they would paint her as a traitor. They would see her as a brainwashed do-gooder out to tear apart all that had been done to achieve American energy independence.
So she would never head to Campbell County Wyoming to try and stop massive hydraulic fracking.
But maybe she could tell the people who were holed up in the little house off Kanan Dume Road what she had in mind. Even though her plans to attack fracking were at best roughhewn, she could at least share some broad strokes.
She could tell them about the poison fracking leaves behind, the naphthalene, ethanol and trimethylbenzene.
After what happened at the Hotel Bel-Air, they were all fugitives now.
Who better than a band of fugitives to fight the frackers?
