“actually, there are countless ways to live upon this tremorous sphere in mirth and good health, and probably only one way – the industrial, urbanized, herding way – to live here stupidly, and man has hit upon that one way.”
tom robbins
at one point, i became disillusioned with being one of a thousand visitors stomping on the galapagos. most of the animals i saw were either eating rubbish, or being harassed by a khaki wearing two-legger with a camera (include me in there – but without the khaki).
hence, i put down my camera, stopped bothering the live animals, and instead bothered the live tourists.
“please sir will you take a picture of me with this giant headless flamingo?”
i am very grateful to all the lovely volunteers.
my disillusion is with us as a herd, rather than us as individuals. seems when we grow in number, our ability to put the plastic bottle in the recycle bin, and the half-chewed fish burger in the garbage, evaporates.
why is that?