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Biggest Importers of Oil to the United States

Was Jed Clampett a Canuck?

Surprise, the biggest importer of oil to the United States is our neighbor to the north, Canada. When people think of oil they think of Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, and Iraq. The reality is that we get more oil from Canada than from any of those nations. We also get huge amounts from Central and South America and Africa. In fact, for every Kuwaiti barrel of oil we import, we import 10 from Canada.

Here's the top 10 list of oil importers to the United States in 2007 in barrels per day.
  • Canada 1,864,000
  • Saudi Arabia 1,453,000
  • Mexico 1,410,000
  • Venezuela 1,150,000
  • Nigeria 1,082,000
  • Angola 496,000
  • Iraq 485,000
  • Algeria 443,000
  • Ecuador 198,000
  • Kuwait 176,000
I understand people's frustration about the invasion of Iraq, but if you want to see a war that's really about oil, let's attack Canada. The best part is, the Pennsylvania National Guard could probably win that war. If we just colonize all of North and South America, that would immediately fix our domestic oil problem even if we didn't drill in Alaska.

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