Friday, April 3, 2020

Not a Festival Review, I just felt like writing

Whenever I start getting depressed, worried, afraid, I think about the Earth.

Right now, the cars are parked. The airplanes are grounded. The cruise ships are docked. The skies are a little clearer, and the ocean looks refreshingly clean. The birds continue to sing, the flowers continue to bloom. It's springtime, and the Earth is taking a hesitant breath for perhaps the first time since the start of the industrial revolution, a couple of hundred short years ago. 

Our Covid situation is filled with irony.  Indigenous humans, so often exploited or ignored, lived on these lands for hundreds of thousands of years, with reverence and respect for the Earth.  The path of "modern" humans, focussed on industrialization, animal agriculture, and profit, has led us to this place, collectively and globally fighting extinction.