Madamab is back from her vacation to Aruba and she’s been doing a lot of thinking. Go take a look-see.
When I was at the Butterfly Farm in Aruba, I asked the owner about what’s happening to the bees. He said that the bees are dying from a massive dust mite infection, as well as a bizarre virus that causes bees to act like individual insects, and not members of a hive. When this virus infects a bee, it eventually causes “colony collapse,” as the bees separate from each other and fail to build hives, make honey or do anything that helps them cross-pollinate, which is their primary function in the evolutionary chain. We both stated our belief that humankind was having its own type of “colony collapse” disorder, as we seem to fail to realize that as a species, we’re all in this together. Sure, we can keep smugly congratulating ourselves that OUR location is the best, and that all others are clearly inferior; or we can realize that we are all on track to becoming inhabitants of a toxic, dying planet, desperately scrabbling with each other for that last drop of clean water and air. All our differences, red and blue, black and white, will come to naught in the end. Ain’t that a kick in the head?