That Aching Void

What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. —William Cowper, “Walking with God” Oh, what peaceful hours we all once enjoyed before we donned those smelly sneakers that now mark our carbon footprint and convulse us into a confection of mass-guilt and semi-mass hysteria. The speed at which the world has joined the Cult of Climate is amazing. No doubt it owes much of its success to the power of television and the graphic presentations of a doomed planet. It has, after all, all the…

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