Well, we are in our third day of severe storms and tornadoes and I have lived here on this lake in two different states. Tornadoes have always been the very rare happening, not a frequent occurrence. LA is reaching triple digits when they should be below 70 degrees. Winter this year was horrendous and most severe. It was and will continue to be harsh. Why? When I was a child there was a margarine commercial that advised that, “It’s not nice to fool Mother Nature.” She would react to mischief with a lightening bolt or torrential rain.
We are indeed playing with Mother Nature. It is a serious crime or actually a series of disrespectful acts that all of us are committing around the world against Mother Nature. Scientists have warned us but on the whole mankind has chosen to ignore the warnings. And sadly, we are destroying the very planet we live on. Why??? Why do we as a people not care? Well, when it hits us personally we do care. It is just that it is easier to expect others to stop the damage to the planet that to actually get involved. Governments are turning a blind eye to the damage. They are hoping it will stop. They are looking for a scapegoat. They will let us all be destroyed. That is the nature of politics.
So, you are someone who does cares and respects Mother Nature. What to do? Well, I am saying to Americans, vote in the mid-term elections. Get out and vote for the people who will use their power and influence to take steps to stop the damage we are doing to our planet. Democrats often do not bother voting in the mid-term elections. Please make this a priority. I know you have concerns about a lot of issues. We all do. But we must take care of the environment and save this planet we live on. Without our planet, we all will have no life.
I don’t know the election cycles in other countries, but please get involved with saving our planet. Contact your elected officials and tell them you want them to help the environment. Tell them that this planet is important to all of us. Tell them that this isn’t a political game.
” Let others pray for the passenger pigeon,
the dodo, the whooping crane, the eskimo
everyone must specialize
I will confine myself to a meditation
upon the giant tortoises
withering finally on a remote island.
I concentrate in subway stations,
in parks, I can’t quite see them,
they move to the peripheries of my eyes
but on the last day they will be there,
already the event
like a wave travelling shapes vision.
on the road when I stand they will materialize,
plodding past me in a straggling line
awkward without water
their small heads pondering
from side to side, their useless armor
sadder than thanks and history,
in their closed gaze ocean and sunlight paralysed.
lumbering up the steps, under the archways
toward t6he square glass altars
where the brittle gods are kept,
the relics of what we have destroyed,
our holy and absolute symbols.”
———poem by Margaret Atwood, feminist novelist and poet