During the Great Toilet Paper Shortage, many a person panicked and made a run for their local Costco, grocery store, or neighbourhood convenience shop, trying to ensure their own butts were covered, even at the expense of other bums in town that didn't have memberships, personal vehicles to rush them to purchase, or a big enough trunk in which to place multi-packs of paper. Alarmingly, and suddenly, there simply weren't enough trees to fell, and factories had to grind to a halt in production, due to insufficiency, and lack of useable toiletry raw materials.
The very same thing is happening with oil... they find some, then they loose the vein, or well, or whatever it is that they draw the black gooey stuff up and out of: running out of oil and then finding it, means the prices of gasoline drop a little, skyrocket some, then drop a little, and again, rise like a shooting star. Speaking of skyrocketing and shooting stars, the NASA and spacey projects continue to thrive! I wonder if astronauts, during The Great Toilet Paper Shortage, were taught to spare a square, share the Charmin, conserve on usage, be conscientious about just how much they use each time they have needed of the stuff.
I myself (I like referring to myself twice, as in, I myself), am working my darndest to conserve on oxygen consumption. I do not want to be responsible for The Great Oxygen Depression, so I play my part, with half breaths in, and quarter breaths out. My reduced intake, over time, will save lives, I myself, am very certain that my contribution to air conversation, will positively impact many generations to come!
I know, I know, the global ruler guys and gals tell us how things are going to go and what we can do to be in this together, like one big global team of goodfellas, but sometimes I eat red meat, and I confess, I don't use that green compost box my city generously gave me, and my neighbours, a couple of years ago. I am no longer Catholic, but I do know confession is good for the soul, so I am telling you right now, that I don't always follow the suggestions that sound kind of like orders from the top guys down. I am what they call, a rebel, of sorts. They don't know me, and I am confident they never will, so I feel safe working the edges over here, just living under the wire and out of their suspicious gaze, ya know?
Anyhow, going green is the way to go nowadays. I did see a funny documentary featuring Melania Trump the other day, and man alive, she sure does have pretty places to go when she is transported in Trump planes by private pilots, and when on the road, by motorcades, a whole battalion of shiny black cars with flashing lights announcing her important presence as important first lady for time number two! Of course, she deserves to live the finest life ever, she is the presidents wife for goodness sakes! She is only one person, making a difference in her own way, and you and me, we have to follow suit, and make a difference too - she is such an excellent example of ambassadorship.
Well, I have to go lie down now... this part-time, half-time kind of breathing makes me myself a little dizzy and tired. I will check back in on you later, ciao for now, fellow concerned for the world citizen,
Remember now, we are all in this together. Don't forget to thank your local pharmacists, doctors and nurses, for having your back, by continuing to offer you shots against the viruses men make in the factories next door to the toilet paper producers. We all must do our part, and me, myself, will do what I can, to stay on the right side, of doing good in our world.
How about, you, yourself?
No comments:
Post a Comment