It's made out of People!
I have been feeling a little down of late. Physically I mean. Ever since some kids brought in an injured bird a few days ago- the teacher with them said they thought it had broken it's wing, so they brought it into the Biology teacher. I had it for the day, and then suddenly, after thrashing about a bit, it inexplixitly died. Now, two days later, I've got a bit of a throat cold. But then, a lot of kids are sick at school right now too. That's probably it...
We (Americans in Morocco) had our first town meeting since I've been here. it was sponsored by the American Consulate, and was mostly about Avian Bird Flu. I'm sure it's hyped up. But we are on the main flyway, it just hit France and Egypt, and Nigeria earlier this month, so it's only a matter of time. And it gives our American government another reason to make sure we're afraid, and vote for George Bush to protect us all.
This week, it was Soylent Green Week. I spend a week on environmentalism. What we can do to serve God by loving the planet He's called us to care for. How everything is falling apart from global warming, acid rain, ozone depletion, etc. And how there's not much we can do about it. Come to think of it, it's a bit of a depressing week.
Actually, we finish up by watching one of the greatest movies of all time, Soylent Green, and then they have to analyze it to see what it predicts, what is accurate scientifically, and what we can do to avoid that future reality. Then in a couple weeks we will do something practical to help out the environment and people. I try to make a point this week, that since Malthus was correct about our limited resources, when we don't factor the cost of pollution into what we make, this leads to overconsumption, which simultaneously destroys the environment and robs from the poor. Therefore, social justice and environmentalism are intimately tied together. So we try to do a little thing, to solve this problem.
Like the boy on the beach, throwing seastars back into the ocean after 1000s of them are scattered by a storm. An old man comes by, admonishing the boy for throwing them back, as there are so many, he can't possibly make a difference. The boy picks up the next seastar, looks at it, throws it in, and says, "I made a difference to that one." This year, we may help the village nearby plant rooftop gardens, one seastar at a time.
We (Americans in Morocco) had our first town meeting since I've been here. it was sponsored by the American Consulate, and was mostly about Avian Bird Flu. I'm sure it's hyped up. But we are on the main flyway, it just hit France and Egypt, and Nigeria earlier this month, so it's only a matter of time. And it gives our American government another reason to make sure we're afraid, and vote for George Bush to protect us all.
This week, it was Soylent Green Week. I spend a week on environmentalism. What we can do to serve God by loving the planet He's called us to care for. How everything is falling apart from global warming, acid rain, ozone depletion, etc. And how there's not much we can do about it. Come to think of it, it's a bit of a depressing week.
Actually, we finish up by watching one of the greatest movies of all time, Soylent Green, and then they have to analyze it to see what it predicts, what is accurate scientifically, and what we can do to avoid that future reality. Then in a couple weeks we will do something practical to help out the environment and people. I try to make a point this week, that since Malthus was correct about our limited resources, when we don't factor the cost of pollution into what we make, this leads to overconsumption, which simultaneously destroys the environment and robs from the poor. Therefore, social justice and environmentalism are intimately tied together. So we try to do a little thing, to solve this problem.
Like the boy on the beach, throwing seastars back into the ocean after 1000s of them are scattered by a storm. An old man comes by, admonishing the boy for throwing them back, as there are so many, he can't possibly make a difference. The boy picks up the next seastar, looks at it, throws it in, and says, "I made a difference to that one." This year, we may help the village nearby plant rooftop gardens, one seastar at a time.
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