I’m a single mother living in an “alternative” community in the tropics. As our town is home to a rare species of jawless leech, I’ve been lobbying hard for the construction of a large fibreglass leech to sit at the side of the road and welcome motorists to our town.
The project was going well. But a month ago the funding promised by Council was suddenly pulled, and now the Big Leech is under a cloud.
I’ve been trying to “rally the troops” for a meeting to discuss other fundraising possibilities. This is a very crucial meeting, but it’s already been cancelled twice due to lack of interest from locals.
To me, this indicates a larger issue that’s so endemic in modern life. I’m so worried that we’re all losing our sense of community. And isn’t that what it’s all ultimately about? If no-one cares about the greater good, what hope is there for the human race?
Sorry, I’m a bit cranky today. I just found out that the meeting has now been postponed for a third time, and it’s kinda gotten to me.
Dear Spliffed Off,
You think you’ve got problems? Try spending your whole life as a beast of burden, freezing your balls off in the harsh Himalayan climate. Try hanging onto your self respect knowing that after you finally cark it, you’ll be used to make soap, rope, sausages, combs, buttons, glue, tents, moccasins, ponchos, blankets, lipstick and fertilizer!
Meanwhile, you humans get to run the planet. (And not very well, I might add).
However, I will say this. The human condition looks like a fun and privileged ride. But don’t ever forget this fundamental truth – you’re really just a lump of talking meat, genetically programmed to eat, sleep and bonk. Living on a rock. Hurtling around the sun. And that’s about the extent of it.
(Ouch, hurts, doesn’t it?)
Sorry, I’m a bit cranky today. I just found out my cousin was used to stuff a mattress last week and it’s kinda gotten to me.
With Kind Regards,