Our job was to stop Shell's oil rig from leaving Seattle's harbor and going to drill in the pristine Arctic. Being a member of the kayaktivists on family friendly drill day is one of my favorite days on the planet. In the shadow of this day is that after days of elaborate planning and organizing, the giant ship exited in the middle of the night, and only about thirty kayaktivists were in place. The fault was modern technology. We were told to wait for the text message which most of us didn't notice while we were sleeping. A simple phone tree apparently didn't occur to anyone until after the fact.
