Our daughter and our six-year-old grandson are visiting from California. Our grandson hunted for fossils, gathered eggs, harvested potatoes, caught beetles, played with his cousins, wrote in his journal, and visited the Lehigh Valley Zoo. I missed the weekend canvass and tried not to think about politics too much.
They leave tomorrow at noon. In the morning they will help pick hot peppers, onions, and tomatoes to enter at the Carbon County Fair.
Here’s what I’m worried about. Let’s say it is 2050 and our grandson is 44. What will have happened to the ice caps? How many thousands of plants and animals will be extinct? What conflicts will be in progress because of food shortages brought on by desertification, pollution, and salt water intrusion? What kind of Third World political system will we have, dominated by a few rich individuals who combine their economic power with political dominance?
Will he look back and wonder how we could be so short-sighted. How could we have been so downright stupid? Right now he’s a little boy with little boy concerns about beetles and dinosaurs. It’s been a wonderful week. I just wish I could be more optimistic about his and his country’s future.
We also had a visit of our 2 grandsons yesterday.
ReplyDeleteI do recall how our elders would make gloom and doom comments about the world and the country as a whole. Well, we have endured and earth has still continued to exist. Somehow things and life continues on.