I've paid attention to this since my teens because everyone was/is parroting "the world is over populated", "too many people" etc and I'd wonder at the collective self species loathing.
People have to love themselves, and from my experience, that comes from feeling and knowing you are loved…
I've paid attention to this since my teens because everyone was/is parroting "the world is over populated", "too many people" etc and I'd wonder at the collective self species loathing.
People have to love themselves, and from my experience, that comes from feeling and knowing you are loved and cherished, by God, and hopefully by your parents when you are very small.
And then it's natural to love others.
I've argued my whole life that there are NOT too many humans, if we all live simply. The opposite of the zenith of the age of Materialism - 1950s through 2020(?)
Anyway, I was always looked at askance because I worked as an environmentalist and had four sons, while my academic colleagues had all gotten vasectomies and hysterectomies in their 20s so as not to "add" to what the Eugenics programs had brainwashed them to think was the "problem."
Abortion and the pill came cannon balling into my age group in our high school years, so actually having a baby in the early/mid 70s seemed to be a novelty, at least in southern California.
I try to find the current birthrates in Alaska where I've lived for 40 years, and it's difficult. IT appears that the northern villages are doing well, and if so, I'm very glad because the injection was pushed mercilessly on all the indigenous people without a pause.
They'll tell you this site is a "security risk". Huh?
My Grandad was one of the first Sierra Club members. I remember people always worrying about him when he'd trailer his horse, Smokey, and go off alone, solo, on horseback for weeks in the Sierras.
I also remember his only concern with civilization, was, not for my grandmother, but the fact that while deep into the Sierras, his transistor radio would have poor to no reception of his beloved baseball games!
Well done Kyle, thank you for a new source, Shaw.
I've paid attention to this since my teens because everyone was/is parroting "the world is over populated", "too many people" etc and I'd wonder at the collective self species loathing.
People have to love themselves, and from my experience, that comes from feeling and knowing you are loved and cherished, by God, and hopefully by your parents when you are very small.
And then it's natural to love others.
I've argued my whole life that there are NOT too many humans, if we all live simply. The opposite of the zenith of the age of Materialism - 1950s through 2020(?)
Anyway, I was always looked at askance because I worked as an environmentalist and had four sons, while my academic colleagues had all gotten vasectomies and hysterectomies in their 20s so as not to "add" to what the Eugenics programs had brainwashed them to think was the "problem."
Abortion and the pill came cannon balling into my age group in our high school years, so actually having a baby in the early/mid 70s seemed to be a novelty, at least in southern California.
I try to find the current birthrates in Alaska where I've lived for 40 years, and it's difficult. IT appears that the northern villages are doing well, and if so, I'm very glad because the injection was pushed mercilessly on all the indigenous people without a pause.
They'll tell you this site is a "security risk". Huh?
https://health.alaska.gov/dph/VitalStats/Documents/stats/birth_statistics/Birth_Rates_Census.html
https://www.thecentersquare.com/alaska/how-alaska-s-birth-rate-compares-to-the-nation/article_1def2eb3-bf83-5d57-b77a-3156e0660f21.html
David Brower once told me that we are a part of nature, not apart from it. Everyone needs to take that to heart.
Thanks for the links.
Yep.
My Grandad was one of the first Sierra Club members. I remember people always worrying about him when he'd trailer his horse, Smokey, and go off alone, solo, on horseback for weeks in the Sierras.
I also remember his only concern with civilization, was, not for my grandmother, but the fact that while deep into the Sierras, his transistor radio would have poor to no reception of his beloved baseball games!
We all have our contradictions:)