Dust and the carcasses of animals, which were destined for our dinner tables, litter the interior of my country. The temperatures sore and the cracks, which score the earth also, mark the faces of the farmers who watch and pray for the rain to come. Many have been broken their hearts as dry and baron as the landscape of their properties. The tragedy which is the drought marked not only by the demise of livestock and crops, but also by the loss of hope within the rural industry. Sees families burying there broken men and women at an alarming rate. Depression and suicide the new harvest of our time as politicians
Continue to turn their backs on the realities of climate change.
Billions of dollars a year are being currently spent by governments trying to claim their share of the oil market, one of the main causes of global warming anyway. Why is it we can find all this energy and money to fight this so called war on terrorism, which is only a symptom of the greed of the corporations which pull the strings of our governments. Yet we can not find money to supply towards that which puts food in our belly and clothes on our backs. We have all been trained to turn a blind eye to the devastation that climate change has brought to our planet whilst corporations and governments as usual have continued to allow the supply of arms to stressed and warring factions all over the world. Ensuring that fear is bred and maintained. The end result being that the world is consumed by the fear of terrorism when the real terrorists are bringing about the decimation of the earth with their greed.
If we spent the effort we waste on trying to monopolise whom controls the oil supplies on actually producing better ways of creating energy. In other words devalue oil so its no longer worth fighting over, then we might have a future on this planet.
In the mean time as the earth dries and hardens in some regions and turns to seawater in others, I hope somebody has a good recipe for crude oil soup with a nice glass of vintage Pacific Ocean to wash it down. Sounds yummy doesn’t it?
