It's a Wonderful World
Louis Armstrong
Today is the 40th Anniversary of
Earth Day. It doesn't seem it has been that long! Baxck in 1970 I was a newly commissioned U.S. army officer, a newly wed, and celebrating the First Earth Day, even though I wasn't sure what I was celebrating.
Back in 1970 I
think that I was aware of polution, both the air and the ground kinds. I
knew what
air polution was because, for the first ten years of my life, I lived in the West End of Louisville and had to endure the horrible smell of what people living there called
carbite, a chemical released into the air that was a by-product of
calcium carbide manufacturing. The reason the folks who lived near the duPont chemical plant called it
car-bite is because the lime in the air ate the paint off of cars. I wonder what it did to our lungs?
I was aware of ground polutiion because I was an avid reader of the
Walt Kelly's comic strip
Pogo
. Pogo's famous observation about the litter filling the swamp that was his home made an impact on me as a teenager -- and the words still do:
I was
not aware of the problems of
climate change, or
conservation and biodiversity, or
recycling, or of a lot more
core issues. In fact, I am still
learning about those issues.
Therefore, today I celebrate the earth. The more I understand about how the planet upon which I live and share with so many others has been and is being exploited for the profit of a few greedy human beings, the more angry I become. The more I come to understand this planet upon which I live and share with so many others, the more impressed and thankful I become.
Hear me, four quarters of the earth -- a relative I am! Give me the strength to walk the soft earth. Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you. With your power only can I face the winds. Great Spirit...all over the earth the faces of living things are all alike. With tenderness have these come up out of the ground. Look upon these faces of children without number and with children in their arms, that they may face the winds and walk the good road to the day of quiet. This is my prayer' hear me! ~ Black Elk
, of the Oglata Sioux Nation
AMEN!