I shouldn’t read the news. I also shouldn’t listen to anyone who wants to tell me about the news. My husband just told me the other day that the emerald ash borer has been spotted in Rhode Island. Great. Next will be the Asian long-horned beetle. We’ve already got enough tree killers to contend with. I wish I didn’t know about any of them, but the news keeps coming.
But the worst thing is, of course, global warming. It’s become such a huge issue that it’s in the news every day. I can barely stand to read about it anymore. Unless politicians all over the world can get their heads out of their asses for long enough to agree that there’s a problem and devote ALL of our scientific resources to fixing the problem, the human race is screwed. We may be past the point of solving the problem by merely weaning ourselves off of fossil fuels now, so we need other solutions. We need every smart person on Earth devoted to this task. We need a “Wartime President” to bring us all together and unite us in the battle against our own extinction. But what we have is a terrible mess of a man who only cares about money and glory. It is so depressing, and it really pisses me off, because if I were the president, making sure my children had a planet to live on would be my number one priority.
I really just shouldn’t read the news.