So you think that OPEC controls the price of oil and that the glut is hurting everybody in the oil business? Wrong. Traders on the international spot market are pulling the strings and getting rich in the process.
In 1883 the University of Texas got stuck with two million acres of West Texas scrubland. Then it hit oil, and the money started rolling in.
From his early days in Big Spring, Eugene Anderson wasn’t what he seemed; neither was the mysterious element he later claimed turned water into fuel.
Ed Jones rode the oil boom to a white-collar job. It was a short trip.
Don’t give up! There’s still money to be made finding oil. Up in Graham the Creswells are striking it rich with the help of Jesus and, er, creekology.
The quintessential wildcatter fills you in on free enterprise and Texas after oil.
Jack Young was the eighties’ oil boom in the flesh. Unfortunately, he also personifies the aftermath of the bust.
West Texas was a desert when this little irrigation device came along. Now it’s a desert that produces more cotton than anywhere else in the country.
The inside story of Boone Pickens’ adventures in the Wall Street merger game, featuring action, suspense, drama, a few laughs, and a special guest appearance by President Ronald Reagan.
Ranger was the most romantic field in the early oil boom. Now a major company is risking its future to prove that romance still lives.
The glory days of the oil industry aren’t over; they’ve only just begun.
Reading Big Oil’s annual reports for the truth about profits is a little like drilling for oil in the Baltimore Canyon: you know it’s there, but how deep will you have to go to find it?
How did we get into this sorry energy mess? By making sorry decisions.
Or, how we can all stop worrying and learn to love the crunch.
Oil is a slippery business.
With friends like these, Box’s company didn’t need enemies.
How the world’s largest corporation decides who will make it to the top—and who won’t.
Show us the hardest working man in Texas and we’ll show you a roughneck.
Second-generation refinery workers don’t believe in politicians or corporations and some of them don’t believe in unions. The question is, do they believe in strikes?
The feuding over H. L. Hunt’s vast fortune is a family affair, and what a family!
When Dad Joiner signed away all his oil leases to H.L. Hunt, all the cards weren’t on the table. Some were still underground.
A strip-mining company made her an offer she couldn’t refuse.
A new method of oil recovery means more energy, more wealth, and . . . death.
How Coastal State Gas pulled the plug on the Texas consumer.
Here’s the plot for the legislature’s 140-day run, opening soon.
Can Texas still make it as a nation? Can Dolph Briscoe make it as a sheik?
Glenn McCarthy still roars like a lion.
Of doodlebugs, boll weevils, rockhounds, and wildcatters.
The energy crisis has caused a crisis of nerves for the Chicken Littles of Wall Street.
