Climate Change

Climate change anyone.

Last Saturday it was 40 degrees, hot and sunny. This Saturday we have the open fire burning, as it is wet and cold outside. 

I still don't know why us humans aren't taking the imminent demise of our species by climate change seriously. The evidence is there for us to see on a daily basis, practically.

The climate is clearly changing.

In this instance, we had a fire just because Sam took advantage of the cool day to burn off all the cardboard/paper debris that has been thrown into our fireplace over summer. 

But then, my pyromaniac instincts are lit up whenever I see flames and I couldn't help myself but to go and get all the rubbish bits of wood from the wood pile, delivered 6 months ago, that we will probably never burn otherwise, and threw them on the flames to keep them burning. 

And the fire kept burning. Oh, I hate to see a good fire go out.

I tell you, if I had slightly different brain chemistry, I could easily be out there masturbating, a match in my other hand, as fire takes a hold of the bush in the country at the height of summer. 

Ha, ha, probably not.

Don’t even joke, Christian, I hear you say.

I have wondered if the fire bug stands there with his jeans and his undies around his ankles, as the fire takes hold, his white arse exposed to the elements? I wonder if there are any fire bugs who take it up the arse while the bush fire takes hold?

None the less, the change in the weather is dramatic. We can see it. We can feel it. So, why aren’t we taking it more seriously? It seems to be mass delusion, denial on a grand scale, affecting so many of us. It just seems too weird to even be able to wrap my brain around it.