“…and the green corn
Hath rotted ere his youth attain'd a beard;
The fold stands empty in the drowned field,
And crows are fatted with the murrion flock;
The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud,
And the quaint mazes in the wanton green,
For lack of tread, are undistinguishable.”
William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act II. Scene 1.
Thus wrote Will Shakespeare – and there is nothing new under the sun. The question of course is, how long this sun will still dawn on us, just to let us continue our true hobby: to destroy the conditions of our own life for ever? This is a unique achievement, sort of negative record, you can’t find an other species like this in this big wide Universe! Funny? Rather tragicomic. Poor greens, they are so cute! They just keep on telling us this, now even here for decades’ time, and they do their reports year after year.
Be it so. Ladies and Gentlemen! This is my denouncing report!
I denounce us for our irresponsibility and neglect! For not caring, because it is not our business, for not having a clue about the dramatic events going on in this planet, because they don’t happen to us, not at all. It’s bad news, but! This is our computer game in which we only have one life and that great pile of nothing we leave behind: the throbbing waste dumps, the unlivable maze of concrete jungles. Nightmare.
But there are some, who have waken up already. There are some, who took the first steps in the opposite direction, realizing that our development went beyond common sense, and at one point we would have no more shots. There are some, who believe in people’s power and that citizenship doesn’t only consist of obligations but rights too, and these should be exercised. There are some, who work today for there to be a tomorrow.
Peter Novak ‘Omniman’