i think it was the chicken that came first. the chicken was a mutation from some other animal...some little dinosaur-like thing that was able to survive in the primordial savanna. maybe because of its size or tenacity. maybe there were just so many.
how is it that i am thinking about the existential question? it is mid-January here in Minnesota. this time of year it is usually sub-zero (often for days on end) with a brisk breeze to keep us indoors. this has been one very warm January. i think about what we are doing to our climate here. how long will it be before the monsoons begin in the Sahara and the penquins have to leave the Antartic because it is too warm? what happens to the tiny little mites and bugs that feed the larger bugs and birds and small prey that the coyotes, wolves and bobcats live on? when will we know? will it be cataclysmic or will we just wake up one day to radiation poisoning and skin cancer? what will the survivors look like? remember Mad Max?
as teh degradation and changes accelerate, will 1st World nations take even more? we have been privileged so far. why not find ways to direct the clean air flows to the USA and Europe. We are still the economic engines of the known universe, n'est pas? the egg might be our salvation. maybe we all need stop and slow down. re-urbanize and re-organize so that we can slow down the deterioration.
back to my real world now. wish me happy birthday.
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