Darkness at noon
The fog of war, the smoke of climate change
Politicians and journalists always demand to know, and then reject, the cost of measures to conserve the environment. But neither ever ask the cost of war.
This is the way the world ends, with the bang of a million trees exploding, with the whimper of a thousand koalas dying, and unbreathable smoke, and blowing dust, and drying earth, and drying rivers, and a howling wind, and a bloody Sun, and a feeling of utter helplessness.
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Whodathought? (Not me). That the same people who damaged the world by flooding it with carbon dioxide, now say they can solve the problem by flooding it with radioactivity?
Destroying the village. Read More »
The “Black Dog” is the symbol of depression. The “Brown Snake” should be the symbol of anxiety.
Snake in the grass – somewhere… Read More »
Having an online map of bushfires in this state, constantly updated, is good because it keeps you informed about what is burning. It is bad because it keeps you informed about what is burning.
Every morning I awake wondering if this is the day a million red horses of the apocalypse will come galloping over the western hills.
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I don’t tread on ants carelessly, or thoughtlessly, or recklessly, or deliberately, in fact I don’t tread on ants at all.
Watching Spring end and Summer begin is like saying goodbye to visiting friends and seeing an enemy coming up the street.
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