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| Side Effects ...
Posted: 4/1/2008 3:12:34 PM | A “side-effect” of global warming (we’re already starting to see human inhabited islands that are losing their shorelines as seas begin to permanently encroach upon their shores), is one that I’ve thought about, but a topic on which I’ve seen no commentary.
Here’s the scenario:
If, here in the United States, both coasts and the coast of the Gulf of Mexico, begin to lose shoreline from the swelling size of the oceans and Gulf waters, then those persons in low lying areas and those on or near the shoreline, will lose their homes.
That means there will be a influx of “displaced persons” to other locales within the U.S.A..
If large numbers of these “displaced persons” elect to move to the mid-America region where many crops are grown to fed America and the rest of the world, then there could be a loss of crop-producing land, which will be converted to homes or apartment dwelling sites.
That land is already being “eyed” as corn fields for the purpose of producing ethanol for fuel to run our cars and other equipment.
It looks to me like we may have to make a decision somewhere along the line, and maybe these will be our choices to pick from, i.e.,:
1. Retain the land as crop-producing so we can all have something to eat, but have no place to live and no fuel with which to power our cars, or,
2. Plant the land with ethanol generating corn, so we can drive our vehicles, but have no place to live and nothing to eat, or,
3. Sell the land for housing and apartment complex construction, so we have somewhere to live, but can’t drive our cars, or have anything to eat.
Are we slowly coming to the point where we are going to be forced to examine the vicious circle we’ve created from our gluttony and self-indulgences?
Gee … you mean somethings ARE finite? Well, I’ll be. Who’d-a-thunk?
When we’ve finally eaten, sold, burned, polluted and maimed all the land we call our country … guess what? We can’t go to the local “Country Store” and get a new one. It’ll just be … gone. | |
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| Youth Versus Maturity©
Posted: 4/21/2008 2:28:25 PM | It seems to me that Youth on it’s journey to maturity, and due to it’s penchant to be clad in rainbows and desire to seek substance-less glitter, has but a small chance to reach it’s goal, until slapped hard by sobering experience and harsh reality.
Persons and events that prevent those slaps from occurring, keep Youth in a suspended and perpetual state of adolescence and immaturity, and therefore a lifetime of hardship, disappointment and failure. | |
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| Humbled Supremacy©
Posted: 4/23/2008 1:35:57 PM | Those dedicated and gifted teachers who for years struggled with difficult students; survived the unfairness of academia’s systems; tolerated the ineptitude of higher authority and made an unworkable curriculum work … need to know this:
Your name has been spoken in every foreign land on this planet by former students who studied abroad, who lived abroad or were members of the military; The education you have provided survives and flourishes in every major field of endeavor from Bangkok to Bangor through those you have taught; You live in every accomplishment, every success and every venture that each and every student has undertaken that you instructed during your tenure in that most exalted profession: Teacher.
As long as your former students breathe, your name and what you provided for them will be in existence, for you will live through them.
When you retire, and you seek other adventures, always carry with you the unalterable knowledge that it was you that changed the world though your efforts, your caring and your dedication to your students.
God bless teachers, for without them accomplishments and the betterment of the human race would not exist. | |
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| Retreat©
Posted: 5/2/2008 9:34:57 PM | There is a Place indigenous to each of us which we seek, and go to, on those occasions when everything and everyone else is perceived as having failed us.
It is our cocoon of safety, our refuge of last resort, our inter sanctum of conscious retreat and analytic thought.
We use it seldom, thankfully, because when we enter into that seeking process, it is at a time when Life is blackest and Hope is dim and woefully thin.
It is in that cubby-hole of self-solicitous retreat where we can find absolute and total truth. It is within that realm where we are no longer able to lie to ourselves, and all self-serving and falsely fabricated justifications are swept aside and ignored.
… and it is where we can examine the essence of our very being and perhaps as close as we’ll ever get to seeing and touching our own souls.
In that sacred environment we can find our answers. | |
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| The End©
Posted: 8/29/2008 4:45:07 PM | It’s then we realize: Oh, my god! It’s over.
The certainty of it slams into our conscientiousness like a run-away freight train.
It’s no longer: What we were going to do tomorrow – for there is no tomorrow. It is the irreparable facts of what we did in all our yesterdays, and, it is their path that has brought us to the doorway we just stepped through.
At last, as the hot brand of “The End” burns into the final remnants of our brain, we finally understand what all the “sign posts” in our past meant about changing what we were doing before “The End” came. Maybe we should have listened, for it’s lonely on the other side. | |
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