I became an environmentalist in 1970 when I read Rachel Carson' Silent Spring. The world around me puzzled me for a long time. I could not understand why people were making the choices they were making.

During the past decade (and a bit more), I've written more articles about climate change, approaching pandemics, and how consumerism and the for-profit motive has driven greed and destruction than I can count.

When the pandemic arrived, and the shortly afterwards, the number of floods and fires increased to a huge extent, I gave up.

At this point, it's over for for me. I've done what I could, and I cannot change the appetites of people. They will get what is coming.