He flew in his plane, so high in the air, burning jet fuel, he had not a care. With Steve on his lap he looked down below, he could see rig activity.  It was not slow.

“What are they doing?” He said in a huff, “They are still working, producing that stuff!” The rigs were still drilling, turning to the right. They drilled through the day, and all through the night. The Grinch looked at Steve and said, “They are still successful, in spite of my meddling; they ignored my efforts, and did not buy what I was pedaling.”