Jun 05 2008
Global Warming is Killing Me!
Why does caring for the environment have to be so painful?
My last post talked about filthy, disease-spreading rats.
But I know another filthy, disease-spreading species.
A species far more dangerous than the humble rat because it knows it’s doing wrong, but just doesn’t care.
Last Saturday, Ania and I took a train to the historic city of York. Under a glorious blue sky, we ambled through Museum Gardens where squirrels scampered amongst picnickers, then by the gothic, 800-year-old Minster. Sipping freshly-made lemonade, we meandered around The Shambles, awed by the 16th century buildings nestling in the maze of narrow, cobbled streets.
Later, we strolled along the city’s fortified wall. Its lush green ramparts were speckled white and gold with daisies and buttercups. We took a break halfway around to admire the view. Dangling our legs over the side of the wall, we tucked into a picnic while basking in the serenity of a sleepy suburb shaded by towering oaks and vibrant with birdsong…
Ahhhh, heaven!
Or was it? What’s wrong with this picture?
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