The greatest danger to our future is apathy. (Jane Goodall)
It’s so true, isn’t it?
Environmental concerns are what keep me awake at night, as do images of factory farming (animal factories) and poverty in 3rd world countries. I fear for the future of my unborn grandchildren. What kind of a planet will they inherit? What kind of society are we becoming?
And yet, do I speak up? Not often. I make contributions to organizations that are working to make a difference and I try to live in a way that leaves the least damaging footprint, hoping that I’m leading by example. But I know that is not enough. When I see other people’s apathy toward the state of our planet, or to absurd practises (ie. trophy hunting) I tend to keep my thoughts to myself. I don’t like to make waves, but I guess that’s yet another form of apathy.
(Photo credit: http://mrsgee.deviantart.com/art/Apathy-Bear-139883010)
Thoughts from two more of my heroes.
This diagram speaks to me – maybe not the ‘you are great at it’ part, (will always be working towards that – which is what makes writing challenging), or the ‘you are paid for it’ part (writers are generally poorly paid and many volunteers have a strong purpose), but all the rest, and especially the way they are interconnected. I think the ‘passion’ component could be slightly larger than the rest. It can come in so many forms, in how you live, how you love, what you believe, how you behave. It’s what I hope my family and friends will all find in their own lives, as it’s what helps us get through the grind of daily living.
(Photo credit: Titania Fernandez)
On May 2 (11 – 2) I will be joining other local authors at the Edgemont Village location of Kidsbooks (North Vancouver) in a celebration of independent book stores. Come on out and chat about books with us. It will be fun, and a good opportunity to show one very special independent book stores that we support them.
The trophy hunter being interviewed on the radio defended his ‘hobby’ by claiming that taking his 11-year-old daughter moose-hunting was the most incredible bonding moment he could ever imagine having with her. He spoke with a sense of awe and wonder. It didn’t matter that her first moose was a ‘small’ one, he said, (only 5 points on the antlers), the exhilaration of watching her shoot it, and seeing the thrill she derived from that experience was pure pleasure for him, “a life-altering moment”.
The interviewer pointed out that it was certainly a life-altering moment for the moose, and suggested that the hunter and his daughter might have derived the same pleasure by simply photographing the moose. The hunter disagreed completely, saying that a photo would get stuffed away in a box somewhere and forgotten, but by hanging the moose-head in their home they would always remember the thrill of that special time together.
I think he was serious.
We surround ourselves with like-minded people, so when I heard the sincerity in this guy’s voice I was flabbergasted. Killing a beautiful wild animal for the sake of a trophy would not be a celebrated bonding moment that I would ever consider sharing with my daughters. I always try to understand the point of view of people with ideas that are different than my own, but this one is just too mind-boggling for me.
Photo credit: http://huntfishmanitoba.ca/go-hunting/what-youll-hunt/moose-1662