After 21 years in Hollywood I have become a might jaded by what goes on here but this morning brought a surprise: ice on the sidewalks.
The radio woke me up with the news that Moscow’s Red Square is amazingly snow-free and so warm today that even ice-making machines can’t keep the water cold enough for ice-skating to take place. Then I stepped outside my garage to go for my early-morning ride and there was thick ice on the sidewalk – occasionally it dips to freezing up in the Hills but down here in the flats? Never.
After my ride, as I grumbled to myself about climate change, I loaded up my bathroom with bog paper after yesterday’s late-night shopping trip. As I unpacked the ecologically sound bathroom tissue I found this quote on the side of the packet from the Great Law of the Iroquois Confederacy: In our every deliberation we must consider the impact of our decisions on the next seven generations.
…and to think the white men who invaded America and viciously destroyed these people and their lands had the nerve to call them savages.