What the heck?

I mean, what the heck is wrong with me?

Can’t stand Trump

Nor…

I cannot even remember the name of our Prime Minister

&

I had such low opinions of her predecessor

Yes,

Cameron

I don’t know where to start.

 

I mean, we have iMacs and iPhones &

If you have lots of money,

Teslas

(Unless you are Norwegian)

and it is meant to be the best of times

yet

we have

Pollution & climate change & intolerance & some sort of moron talking about building walls in Mexico & arrogance and racism and hatred & fear of 100,000 people running away from maniacal Syrian dictators & North Korean despots and spitting with plumes of soap the Right-wing UK Tabloids & why the heck is Farage invited on to the BBC to give his opinion and alright, I’ll admit it – Theresa May; and all the others – how do they look themselves in the mirror in the morning; Mirror being ironic. And why don’t they see what is as evident as the nose on my face and the sun rising in the East and pretty much every system in the Natural World.

And why can’t I see it?

Why can’t I see that I should be first?

That profit comes before everything

That the planet is a useable, reusable, pig-bladder to kick around the playground?

Where is the money & the profit & the survival of the most privileged?

Rest easy;

Ishmael,

Put down your harpoon

And look out to sea;

Don’t worry that the whales & the polar bears and the tuna and sailfish that are the fastest movers on the planet to have ever lived are sitting on the edge of extinction.

Just assume

You have missed something in the translation

Missed something in the reinterpretation of the story of life.

Just

Wait.