In My Many Trips To South Africa,

I Believe That Capitalism, At Least How It's Used By Major Corporations, And Environmental Concerns Are In Opposition. To Be Ecologically Aware, Productivity Of Many Things Would Slow Down At Least For Awhile. Stockholders Don't Want To Hear About The Saving Of The Whales Or Some Stream In Kentucky. They Want A Return On Their Investment.

Seasonal Change In Los Angeles Is Often A Very Subtle Thing. It's Not As If We Finally Stop Having To Shovel The Snow Out Of Our Driveways And Can Put Our Parkas Back In The Closet.

I Wonder What It's Like To Be From A State That Is Spread Across A Few Islands Way Out In The Pacific Ocean, Only Added To The United States In 1959. Not Only That But To Be The Birthplace Of America's First Black President? Pretty Cool, I Bet.

I Come From A Minimum Wage Working World, As We All Did For At Least Some Part Of Our Lives, And That Is Never Out Of My Rearview. I've Never Forgotten How Much Your Feet Hurt After You've Stood On Them For Like 12 Hours. And How The Drudgery Of A Job You Hate Craps On Your Entire Life; How You Treat Other People, How You Treat Yourself, And It Really Was Getting To Me.

I Wouldn't Want To Roll The Dice On Kabul By Myself, Because I Really Think Getting Killed Is Definitely A Possibility There. A Very Good Possibility.