The Raven And The Squirrel - Making Noise Isn't Enough
I was out for a walk, 6 am, June, cool but great weather, clear skies and the sun rising bringing warmth and the day. The trees to my left are all pines, a couple hundred feet high and above one of them was a medium sized black bird flying in circles around the top, squawking and making a racket, diving close but never landing. The Bird was panic'd calling for help possibly Curious... I kept going on my walk which eventually would pass by this particular tree. Getting closer I could see there was something up on the tree throwing down what likely was part of this birds nest. Something was destroying this birds nest and doing worse. And...most likely a Squirrel. Nature was being brutal. I kept walking... leaving that scene behind me and it came to me that these organizations and people in positions of privilege and even those that support them are a lot like that predator, that squirrel. They don't give a F about me or you or rights or anything. No conscience at a...