Arcadia by Tucker
In the beginning there was Anna and Eve and Adam and Steve.
And Keroppi the Frog and Hello Kitty.
They lived in a big garden with things called biodiversity and geological
majesty. Parrots and rainbows and slugs and the Black Death and cacao and rubber
trees. The logical thing for them to do was invent evil.
And they are still in the garden.
They chip furiously at the wooden perimeter, they send up billows of smoke,
they gnaw at their own feet when they are weary and call it heartsbalm, they
bathe in frog's blood, they bomb, gas, pesticide, landfill, and strip.
They try to get out but they can't. They are still there. And
they're going to have to stop explaining away and start taking responsibility
for their own curses.
We are all in Arcadia,
but Arcadia is not paradise.
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A Word from Quayle
"It isn't pollution that's harming the
environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it."
-- Vice President Dan
Quayle
Amen, brother, amen.
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