Here for fun, but doesn't mean i'm but fair-weather. Far from. But no wine tasters nor animal/dairy consumers because i'm tired of being a life coach. Gets old fast. Enough o' dat.
Meanwhile, wish i had a brain, the real item; one of those new, store-bought models, but barring that, a caressable woman of noble carriage might mollify my disappointment over the former.
An evolved anomaly, that'd be something. Such rarity i'd revere, convince me i haven't had my quota. Autonomous souls can be closer than any.
May such uniqueness happen on my 'umble profile, be assured i'll celebrate the inamorata while teasing the witch.
The following's important to us. We live accordingly:
Agree with Ted Turner, Bill Gates; the world should have but one or two billion, not 7.3 billion people. Glad such pecunious souls call attention to this despite the media blackout.
Related: Light pollution, according to the UN, interrupts human circadian rhythm, contributing to breast cancer in women, as does a glass of wine daily.
Watch Glass Walls on YouTube, narrated by Paul McCartney, not just for vegan fuel, but the world's oceans, fount of all life, devoid of all fish by 2048. The entire South American rain forest, what Dr. Helen Caldicott calls "the lungs of the earth," Amazon dot gone by 2036.
The biggest man-made object on earth, visible from orbit, dwarfing the Great Wall of China, NYC's Freshkills landfill, 95% therein recyclable.
One jet trip from SFO to Chicago negates an entire year of tiny energy efficient home, driving Prius.
According to the UN, animals raised for meat and dairy produce more greenhouse gas than all the world's cars, trucks, buses, trains, planes, ships combined.
Sadly, most here gathered seem more interested in contributing to/escaping from the above, not clicking a mouse to ensure the Global Gag Rule remains repealed or voting accordingly, so we might revel with clear conscience.
Since the 1970s, many of my friends have been a generation older, because of an arcane interest, and i liked the company of people who've seen, done things beyond consuming, which is all most y'all have done regardless how you couch it. So my august inner circle's fading. The trick is finding an amalgam of wonder, a counterbalance who understands.
Spare me one more insipid profile, and your barchetta might drift along the river.
Bishop, Our Lady of the Arched Torso, 1423-29
Electioneering, ward heeling, gerrymandering, grief counseling since 1897.