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STONEHENGE DESTROYERS

  • lissawhiteman
  • Dec 12, 2024
  • 2 min read



21/6/2024


This here irks the f*uk out of me. For a couple of reasons, but mostly for the continual destruction we as humans are doing to the Earth. It may be “cornstarch” or whatever and it may wash off, but what is next.


Here’s a thought: what gets under my skin like nothing else is the relentless assault on our planet by human hands. It’s bloody infuriating on multiple levels, but chiefly because we prioritize money, power, and personal gain over safeguarding Earth and ALL its inhabitants.


Whether you’re a staunch climate advocate or choose to bury your head in the sand and be a denier, the continued blatant disregard shown for our environment is appalling to say the least.


The desecration of precious lands, stolen and exploited for profit, emphasizes this pure disregard. Even attempts to raise awareness often end up trampling the very places we should cherish.


Take for instance this renowned site, steeped in mystery and history. IF one thing does come out of this in the media, it’s exploitation highlights a global trend: pillage now, regret later.


Indigenous lands are seized for pipelines and highways, new 15 minutes cities, while ancient sites are overrun by careless tourists leaving their mark.


It’s a downward spiral that fuels my anger toward humanity at large. The question is, how does the strategy of damaging sites like this as a form of activism effectively advance your cause?


While it highlights the attention in the media and spotlight, does it generate genuine momentum or merely incite anger towards this group, despite your belief in positive intentions?


Is this truly the most effective method to raise awareness, or does it inadvertently achieve the opposite?"


We are blessed with forests and wilderness to marvel at, yet we litter them with our refuse. Used Toilet paper floats in streams – because of pure laziness to clean up after oneself, food wrappers dot the landscape- because we don’t want to take them home to dispose of, and beaches are strewn with washed-up debris.


If we can’t manage these basics, how can we possibly tackle the larger issues like fossil fuel extraction?


I admit, I’m no saint. I drive a diesel-guzzling truck and consume goods shipped halfway across the world. I eat meat and dairy products. But I strive to minimize my footprint, conscious of the contradiction in my actions.


Yet, in this contradiction lies a crucial question: if we can’t rectify our small-scale impact, how can we hope to address the colossal damage we inflict on our planet?


This frustration isn’t just about hypocrisy; it’s about recognizing our role in a cycle of exploitation and asking ourselves if we can truly break free from it.


It highlights The fast track bill here in Aotearoa that they are trying to barge on through, is it a process that we as caretakers here need to look more deeply into also.


This is closer to home. Are we prepared to let destruction of the whenua, of the land continue or ramp up, and for what exactly?


Things to ponder for your Winter Solstice down here in the Southern Hemisphere.

 
 
 

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