by Deborah Belle
It was the most beautiful day in the history of the world, or some reasonable facsimile thereof. The sky was the tenderest blue. The sun warmed the skin and created gorgeous deep shadows. Trees kept their green leaves, with only a few branches turned a brilliant red. It was a wondrous day to be alive and to be on planet Earth.
There was a poignancy to all this beauty as the plaza at Boston’s Government Center filled with thousands of young people and their elders, everyone come to bear witness to the terrible threats facing our beloved planet and the urgent need to act now before we lose it all.
There were adorable children with their homemade signs. A contingent of folks protesting the fracked gas Compressor Station proposed for the South Shore to transport fracked gas to Canada. Folks from the Sunrise Movement helping to register new voters. Others stressing the need to protect our water, our birds, our biodiversity.
And this was only the beginning of only one of the 4,638 climate strike actions taking place today around the country and around the world. Will we act in time? The beauty of the day demanded it.
Note from KMM: Pegean says
“Tho I am just a cat forsooth,
I see the lies. I see the truth.
I want this world of ours to thrive.
Pease help me keep our earth alive.”