I live in a little town just outside of Baltimore. Almost every year, Christmas time is at least cold. It wouldn’t be out of the question to hope for snow. But this year, it is the warmest Chistmas in my, or my mother’s, recollection. She, at least, has been living in this same area for 30 years. It is about 65 degrees outside right now. Sure, spring weather is great. But when you hear christmas songs on the radio about a “winter wonderland” and you’re driving around sweating when you don’t live close to the equator, something is horribly wrong.
Something else that got me thinking are the unlikely gas stations that have sprouted up in my neighborhood. Sam’s Club has a gas station. Safeway has a gas station. SAFEWAY. Last time I checked they sold food, not oil. Everyone seems to want to get a piece of the action on the oil industry. Even grocery stores are recognizing our demand for oil.
America has an addiction, and the Earth is very sick. We’re all making great strides in this battle, but we have a long way to go. Things should not be like this, and I’m glad we are all here to fight it.
