Stewards of the Planet

We ignore our future generations like we ignore our own waist lines, as we devour doubled desserts.

The residents of Easter Island stripped their land bare, to the point that it became unsustainable. It had to be apparent in its coming, yet their momentum won out. They essentially went extinct. Any who survived had to flee and assimilate into new cultures, to do so.

We continue to strip our floating island of as much of its resources as we can, regardless of the damage done in the process. We spew toxins into the air and dump them into the water. We decimate species and entire ecosystems. We perpetuate unsustainable practices and life styles, in denial of the harm we are causing. We even do disservice to our own welfare - all because we have momentum, long ago ill-conceived and left to run amok.

I wonder, when our island is barren, where will we flee to?