Unlike many, if not most, of the writers and posters to Grist.  Notice the comment about "the general public's reluctance to do anything about the problem."  Unless people are willing to drive a lot less or not at all, and use a lot less electricity, no significant progress will ever be made toward solving this problem.

is of course the cry of Cio-Cio San, aka Madama Butterfly, to her trusted nurse and maid, at a moment of distress.

David Suzuki is an inspiring figure, and Canadians are fortunate that he is one of them.

Later this summer, we shall be driving to Quebec, then around the Gaspe' peninsula, along the coast of New Brunswick, across to Prince Edward Island, and over to Halifax.  I look forward to learning something about environmental attitudes and opinions.

Meanwhile, back home, "An Inconvenient Musical" just might work.  A (slightly) better title might have been, "An Inconvenient Truth: The Musical"; but no doubt it would have been too legally complicated to go with that.

Better to rename it "Hello, Katrina!," and add a sequence of new numbers:

"Superhome Pooperdome" ("Home is where we huddle, / hopeless in the night; / Home is all a muddle, / foul and wet with fright ... ")

"Rooftop Named Desire" ("How long I've been waiting / for someone to see!; / how long I've been hoping / a plain signal might be / what I wrote!; / When will that fine stranger / appear off my shore? / When will that fine someone / glide up to my door / in a boat? ... ")

"Policemen's Ball" ("Pocket the microwave, / grab the TV; / who's there to check?, / who's there to see?; / nobody's lookin', / nobody's bookin', / it's gettin' late 'n' / the car's await'n', ... ")

"Snowball's Chance" ("The rules were strict: No Dogs! / I knew what I had to do; / But they did not tell me the kid might miss / that puppy, and throw up on my shoe ... ")

"Oh! My Dear Mr. President!" ("O my dear Mr. President, / flying so high above, / Oh sweet dear Mr. President / we got levees, and we got love. / Our levees failed us, Sir, / which we thought would fail us never; / but our love's still fierce, Mr. President, / so drop in on us whenever ... ")

"The Third-World Waltz: The Floating Corpses."

Chickens deserve our true friendship! So do fish! So do other sentient beings! Let us learn to be kind.