I didn’t want to watch the documentary, The Cove. It wasn’t high on my agenda as ideal background noise as I faffed about on the computer after a long day at work.
But inertia won as I was loathe to get up from the coach to find the remote.
So I finally watched The Cove because I was too knackered to change the channel.
I don’t know how to describe how I am feeling today.
I think I am in a little bit of shock still.
The film was very distressing
Even though I knew the dolphin slaughter was coming I was unprepared for the psychic impact of hearing the dolphins distress.
The sound of dolphins screaming isn’t easy to ignore.
I honestly dont know if I have the energy to focus on dolphins as well as all the other horrible things we do as a species.
We have a long list of awfulness to our names.
The Australian Kangaroo cull comes to mind then there is the factory farming of domestic animals.
We can also own up to the practice of shooting Brumbies from helicopters.
Designer pets and puppy farms. Sharks caught soley for their fins and then thrown back into the sea alive.
Poisoning of our wildlife with the horrific 1080 poison.
The list goes on and on.
But for the moment I am trying not to listen to the echoes of dying dolphins in the back of my psyche.
Or you can google any of the other appalling things that I have mentioned here and then come back and tell me what you think we can do.
I don’t know what I am going to do as I haven’t had a deep think about it yet.
Our planet is at tipping point. The ocean is in crisis.
Where the fuck do we think our grandchildren are going to live if not here on this dying planet?
We need to find some solutions today people. Not tomorrow.
Otherwise we wont have a tomorrow.