Happy pretty thoughts.

It seems that the planet is angry with us. Which is fine, it has ways of getting back at us and has only just started nibbling at the edges. I think we may be too strong for it, which is too bad. It can't seem to get at the right people. You know who I mean, the guys who are really pissing in Mother Earth's Wheaties. And we (they? we?) can ruin stuff really quickly, almost as fast as the ruination can be wiped out. We just start all over again, really resilient and stuff.