Navaho Gunleg

Every weekday morning, like many other slaves in this day and age, I fill up a big mug with some fine coffee and get into my car to drive to work.

It’s Spring-time, a new beginning, the start of a lot of new life: all types of birds are returning from their stay in warmer locations. They get a little noisier, find a partner and will already start building nests, etcetera.

That’s cool, because nature is cool — life is cool.

And it’s not only birds that are getting more active. It’s also the more ‘quiet’ animals that you hardly see, for instance, hares and rabbits.

Yeh you might’ve noticed them though — as roadkill: dead as a doornail, its long ears blowing in the wind, and their fluffy, deteriorating, bodies inflating to double the size because its infestation with all types of insects that eat at the dead flesh.

It really hurts me to see a dead animal like that, knowing that it absolutely ain’t their fault that they got run over.

It’s not their fault that some capitalist system found it necessary to lay some highway there, leaving the animals that lived there no alternative than to dare the cross.

I hate to know that, some of these little animals were on their own way to find food and then to return to the borough to it’s offspring which need to have food to prevent gastro-intestinal stasis.

I hate to know that these animals I see lying have never returned and their offspring have been effectively murdered.

I wonder how these fools do this? Do they have shit in their eyes?

I mean, I see a lot of dead animals, but I never hit one. Hell, even the part of the city I live in, where you may not drive faster than 30 Km/h, ducks and birds get murdered. That’s only possible if those drivers don’t effing watch out.

It’s sad… Really sad. It just one other of those things that annoy me, or even hate, more so as it seems there’s nothing to be done about it.

Nature, Globalism, Capitalism, Rant