Truck loads of charred fur logs coming in. Black on the outside yet rosy, moist and relatively unblemished otherwise. Speaks volumes about man's failed mission to cull, cultivate and groom the woods. Millions of acres destroyed by wildfire that could and should have been managed and responsibly harvested and reclaimed.
You should have seen the results of the last two years of wildfires up in central and northern BC. Some fires burned so hot, they killed the soil as well. Some fires ran up to 40 km in one 24 hour period. Thankfully, this year has been very wet so far.
It seems, imo, that the abortion issue so nearly approaches existential ramifications that, nothwithstanding the religious domination of nineteenth century law-making in the US, and the subsequent, gradual repudiation of that influence, it remains unique in that it calls into question the basic meaning of human life - where the principles of traditional biblical revelation cannot be easily, honestly, safely cast out. Church and state cannot always be perfectly, mutually exclusive. Any advanced civilization that happened upon our little orb, upon observing the fact that we live in such a way as to produce these vast numbers of fetuses only to be destined for the abortion clinic, should write-off the race as hopelessly dysfunctional. IMO.
In light of this, a "woman's reproductive rights," as a declaration of a woman's right to abortion, stands out as one of the most nonsensical, oxymoronic statements in the history of rhetoric, imo. How society continues to swallow that line is far beyond me.
I concur. And, amazingly, it is the most obviously racist policy every created, politically self-defeating just by looking at the math.
That is putting it gently. ~16,000 children starve to death each day. ~50% of world's food production is thrown away. ~125,000 abortions take place, world wide, every day. Our future is dying to the tune of ~51,465,000 lost possibilities every year. God forbid we ever populate the stars. People prefer sophistry. It's easy to kill a fetus when you don't think it's a human life worth valuing. You won't find a convincing argument for abortion (yeah, yeah, moral quandaries) because the reality is too depraved for people to face. You can't argue against abortion when the other person is trying to convince themselves that what they're doing isn't monstrous.
Hmmm. Conundrum(?). Company requests a reversal of resignation notice and asks that I stay on the job. Praying for guidance.
One was labeled a cat. 3 this morning. (I live in Florida. We tend to pay attention to hurricanes, even if they aren't heading our way.)
Yeah, tis the season. Erick (the first one) will pass south of us as a TS, but will probably give us a pretty good dousing of rain. Flossie, which is closing in fast on Erick, looks to be a TS when it gets here too, BUT it's current trajectory appears to make landfall on the south side of Hawaii island (which is, of course, the island I'm on). The last two storms that came directly our way, it was as if Mauna Loa and Mauna Kea literally repelled them. Watching the satellite images, you could see the storm approach, and see the clouds get pushed to the side. But keeping our fingers crossed just the same. Praying too, of course.
Among my favorite, older memories is a habit I developed during my excursions into El Paso: I enjoyed walking, with the morning crowd, across the bridge and into Juarez, and into a pastry shop to get stuffed on exquisite delights and 10 cent coffee. Pretty girls and happy people. Once saw a huge meteorite explode over El Paso.