Where do you stand on obese people who put artificial sweetener in their tea while munching on a large slice of chocolate cake?
Chain-smokers who drink decaffeinated coffee?
People who drive to the park on weekends with bicycles on the roof of their car?
Teetotallers who drink non-alcoholic beer?
Vegetarians who eat meatless hamburgers?
Weight-conscious women who eat/drink endless low-calorie yoghurts?
Pudgy teenagers who wrap their faces around a Big Mac & French fries while delicately sipping diet cokes
Don’t cha just love them all?
WOODLAND PATH – PAINTING by THOMAS MILNER
How I wish I loved the human race
How I wish I loved its silly face
And when I was introduced to one
How I wish I thought – what fun!
There was a rather splendid train in those days called The Master Cutler (the honorific title of the Lord Mayor of Sheffield) which used to leave Sheffield at 7.30 and arrive at London, St. Pancras at 10 o’clock. I thoroughly approved of this service. It was a fast first-class-only Pullman commuter train with a dining car and reserved seats.
As it slid out of Sheffield I would doze for half an hour before making my way down the swaying coaches to the restaurant-car for a good old English breakfast – orange juice then eggs, bacon, sausage, tomato and toast (the whole disaster) washed down with multiple cups of coffee. I can see it now, the rattling silver cutlery, the attentive white-coated waiters bending to replenish one’s coffee cup and the damp grey-green country-side of the English Midlands flashing by.
Why do I remember that train so fondly? Maybe I select it as a metaphor, one of thousands, for an age which, however imperfect and tarnished, compares favourably with this present one with its instant gratification, communication, credit, culture of greed and corporate irresponsibility – and that jittery sense of the Human Race drifting towards some great social, economic or ecological calamity.
It’s no one’s fault by the way.
It’s just the thrust of history accelerating the world towards some inevitable conclusion.
Whatever happens, the planet (the bio-sphere) will survive, but will the Humanity which has been abusing it get away with impunity?
Who shall inherit the earth?
Will the dominant species in the post-human era be the ant or the rat or (and here’s a thought) that twin pinnacle of evolution which decided to remain in the sea, the dolphin?
DOLPHINS INHERIT THE EARTH