If everyone from Al Gore to “The Beach” star Leo DiCaprio can make us feel bad about ourselves and the sorry state of Mother Nature, well, I reckon we could use a bit of guilt-free, comic relief to break the tension.
Huh?
The title “Honk if You Compost” was created while I was lying in bed with my husband (who, for his part to Nature, always sleeps in the buff… he’s Canadian), thinking about the “cause.” It occured to me that every other cause always seems to have liberal sorts like me screaming, waving signs, and stomping about, trying to get people’s attention. Usually at an otherwise perfectly peaceful street corner.
Go on…
And how common it is that people drive by blaring at the protesters, honking their horns like mad and feeling better? Whether for expressing their oneness with the cause automotively, or taunting liberal protesters anonymously. It’s a carefree world when we can Honk, then dust off our hands and say “Mission Accomplished!”
Revisit my first post, to get a feel for the thematic scheme of this so-called Greeco-humor Blog. Or just dive right in here… no need to beat yourself up over the fact that you may have missed something important and failed miserably to support Earth Humor.
About the Author
Yes, that’s me in the pile of leaves. I think that image properly illustrates the result of my dueling feelings:
- overwhelmed exhaustion at the sheer number of people who still pile all their trash, food, recyclables in the same plastic can and think it disappears into Magic Garbage Fairyland.
- stillness and glee, at the genius of the Earth, regeneration, and the people who are here and determined to change it with their minds and their bodies.
As for me, I’ve been a journalist and writer for over 20 years, published in national and regional publications. I’ve lived in London, Kansas City, Orlando, New York, Colorado, but I am, and will always be, an Iowa girl. I love the Packers and believe the best place to see a baseball game is Wrigley Field.
If you are looking for me, I’m may be listening to good music, hiking and taking photos in Connecticut.
Who keeps on trusting you
When you’ve been cheating
And spending your nights on the town?
And who keeps on saying that he still wants you
When you’re through running around?
And who keeps on loving you
When you’ve been lying
Saying things ain’t what they seem?
God does
But I don’t
God will
But I won’t
And that’s the difference
Between God and me.
