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I am nobody of importance, just an average citizen who enjoys the company of kind and interesting people. I have no special title or authority over anything.
I love to be outdoors and do what I can, when I can, to assist in planting trees, grow native plants on my property, and I work in the mental health field.
The other day, while birding with a group in Tipton, we looked up at Brush Mountain, which glowed red with budding and leafing trees. It was April 1. Two older gentlemen mentioned that not even 20 years ago, Brush Mountain didn't leaf or bud until at least May.
While looking at a literal mountain (ridge) of proof that climate change is real and happening before our very eyes, I couldn't help but continue to ferment in anger at this administration's bombarding of language in order to implement control. And I'm not just talking about the word "climate."
I feel such deep sorrow for all the scientists, educators, researchers and inventors who -- because of one word -- have lost not only their jobs and livelihoods, but their ability to pursue their passions. Wasn't that what America was all about?
Oh, and I'm not finished. What about all the students graduating soon, after so much stress, research, internships and money have gone into pursuing their degree? Is their degree and experience now null? Are any of these students a child of someone who voted for this? Are their children going to compete with professionals who are also seeking employment?
And this is only one reason, out of many, that we can and need to do better. The only side I am on is that of reciprocity, kindness and responsibility. All of those are acts of love.
Sarah Lada
Bellwood