Tomorrow, I go into the hospital for a total knee replacement, so if you hear from me over the next few weeks, it will be from a hallucinogenic and prone perspective. No different than normal, some would say. By comparison to all the horrific medical maladies we face today, a knee replacement is pissant. I’m 77 so any surgery can’t be taken lightly, especially in a pandemic world. Fortunately, I’m in good physical shape, still possessing 12-pak abs and buns of steel.
I watched David Attenborough’s, “A Life on Our Planet” a few days ago and was fascinated, deeply saddened, but not surprised. At 94, after a lifetime of producing dozens of phenomenal nature documentaries, this is Attenborough’s swan song and he could not have done a better job. As he said, he has led an extremely fortunate life as a biologist. I can relate, but in a much scaled down way because I, too, as an ecologist, have led a life of tremendous good fortune. I could not ask for more, having started my career with three months in the Galapagos Islands, followed by research in Ecuador, Antarctica, Argentina, and Mexico. I also lived in New Zealand and Alaska. Not bad for a dipstick.
A Life on Our Planet is brutally honest and a horrific view of the future, but he leaves you with hope. Attenborough believes that the solutions are not that complicated. Alternative energy and highly efficient food production are just a few. However, we need the will and right now, certainly America seems inert in that regard. We need a transformation and that transformation starts with rather drastically changing our political situation.
These cartoons are not actually funny, certainly considering Attenborough’s documentary and what I know about our potential future. The president is doing his damnedest to fulfill Attenborough’s horror show. Please get involved; the clock is ticking at an exponential rate.
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