I remember when cancer was the "C" word. Spoken in hushed tones. It was a death sentence, or, if you were John Wayne, you were a hero for surviving, if only for awhile. The only posture was a stoic one, so why dwell on it.
Climate change is now the "C" word. It's too disruptive to admit it into our lives. Too much to have to recalculate. Too much money lost right now. Better to bully those who insist on bringing it up.
There were terrible storms and fires during the last weeks of the election. If the cause came up at all, I missed it. And I was paying pretty close attention.
My friend June, who lives in Asheville, was without electricity or water for a week. Marilyn's house in St. Petersburg just missed a falling tree.
Here's the one thing upon which both candidates agreed: Let's not mention the "C" word.
There's a book on my shelf called: "The World Without Us." Yes, something will remain.
