RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:SHERRITT & CHAPTER 11 CONNECTION !!!
No tailings issue here: "In 2002, I saw first-hand the ravages of this mining operation when a colleague and I took a road trip down the middle of the island on the Carretera Central. After Santiago de Cuba, we crossed the Sierra Maestra on a winding highway built through the mountains by Mr. Castro’s revolutionary government to Baracoa, the island’s original capital. We stopped at the Alejandro de Humboldt National Park to admire efforts to preserve Cuba’s most lush biodiversity, and less than an hour later, we approached the town of Moa where Sherritt was headquartered. On the side of the highway, large grey pipes carrying polluted water from the nearby mines spurted brownish liquid. Every few miles, signs sitting in stale, red puddles and ponds warned us not to trespass and not to take photographs. Heavy, dark clouds billowed over rows of dun-coloured dormitories for workers, as we drove through town and then past open checkpoint gates and into the enormous open-pit mine. It was otherworldly, akin to Dante’s Inferno, as each level became yet a wider expanse of barren, red earth."