Kickass

Kickass, the doorstop dog, would have been out there marching with the kids as they peacefully pointed out that the planet is being destroyed by a global life style based on greed, ignorance, the profit motive, and litter-box standards, but he was busy inspecting the trash exposed by the melting snow.  In that trash was wholesale indifference, rusted-out outrage, the ragged remains of basic decency, crumbled compassion, a not-in-my-backyard mentality, ten thousand beer cans and a million dirty plastic bags .  In the midst of all of his trash discoveries, Kickass took a look at the marching kids, put down his inclination to howl adult disapproval, and asked why not?  Why shouldn’t the kids be out there—every one of them, asking—actually demanding that something—lots of things, be changed to indicate that the human species with its infinite capacity to destroy itself can also be housebroken?  So, the kids need to march to the places of greatest ignorance and indifference and make the climate deniers see how the big ball is sailing toward an irretrievable cesspool circumstance, and it is time for some serious “fetch.”

(See billstokesauthor.com for more Kickass and news of the novel MARGARET’S WAR.”

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