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Have you met the Lorax?

This is the lorax. He was created by Dr. Suess and it is a great story, if you've not read, I strongly recommend.

The story is about industrialization and the environment. The ending (skip this if you've not read it and plan to) is "Unless. Unless someone like you cares an awful lot, it is not going to get better. It is not."

I am a big fan of 80s music. One of my favorite bands, Midnight Oil also issued a wake up call, "360 million people, I can't hear you at all".

So do we care? What do we care about? What are we doing about it.

Work forces us to bury our heads in the sand for 8 or so hours a day, general living takes what another 2 hours. Sleep, 8 hours leaving us with 6 hours to make a difference. I dare you to check my math.

Why can't we rally support to prevent issues instead of just reacting to something. 69 days till hurricane season (and they say the NorthEast is due for a whopping). Can we cure the hurricane? How about we super-cool the ocean in its path, thereby weakening it. Of course, that'll kill the fish and probably stop the gulf stream and freeze out the UK and Ireland. (points to me for separating the two, huh Rob?).

Anyone have something to get behind? I don't want to be a cause-head but something should be done. Those that care (or convince other people that they care - or at least won't veto what their money cares about) (am I losing you? I mean the current administration) run the show without much commentary by us.

We should do something, right? And, as I end all my political speeches, it is all about the kids right?

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Anonymous said…
Business is Business and Business must grow, regarless of crummies in tummies you know.

You were an Oil man - you know that

Noj NOj NOJ
1:32 PM
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