“Grey whale, show us the way to another fate”
–Homero Aridjis
One can only speculate what deals have been made behind closed doors, what debts called in, what people have been bought off – to let the man (because at the end of each day he is a man with wife and children and a planet to protect) – even contemplate selling out to oil drilling and the hunting of whales.
There are so many battles to be fought to ensure the future of the earth and her seas, her air and her forests, that those who come behind us may luxuriate in the magical planet called earth. It seems heinous, that we have to go back, rally our intelligence, plead our cases to simply hold previously gained ground.
These rumblings – these undercurrents – remind me that vigilance must remain a constant. That there really is no peace – no way to sleep – always someone who has no consciousness and cannot see, someone who has lost the light that was his/her birthright – that always we must be warriors in protection of our spinning blue home.