(Disclaimer: The following post mentions television. I don’t have one, so I don’t really know what people watch, but when I walk my Chihuahuas in the evenings I can see the flicker of television light in nearly every house we pass by. I stopped watching television more than twenty years ago. Advertising debilitates the mind. The flicker of light mesmerizes us so that our minds can only think what is being fed into our brains via those blips of light.)
The beasts will never back down; we’ve fed them too much, allowed them to run without restraint… and now they smell our complacency and know we will do nothing about them, except feed them more. They will devour us.
Our children will look up at us, and they will ask what we have done to protect them from the monsters. We will shrug our shoulders and reply, “We did all we could.” It will be a lie.
We have done nothing except blame others—government, banks, corporations, television… . The dastardly things for which our children will blame us will be our fault, because we allowed the government, banks, corporations, and television to wreak the havoc they now impose upon the planet, and upon all life which depends on her. Every day, we complain about our creations, and then we walk outside our houses to engage ourselves in the world in ways that ensure the fangs and claws of the monsters will continue to grow.
We feed the system that devours us. We shop at Costco, at Walmart, at Safeway, and we buy candy from Nestle, while the beast steals our water and decimates small New England towns. We return to our homes and sit in front of our televisions to watch mindless garbage, while we eat stuff prepared by beasts that blatantly know the stuff they give us inside the Styrofoam containers contains no nutritional value. They know the stuff they give us will kill us, and nobody cares—not the monsters, not us.
If we cared we’d stop feeding them.