A rainbow sheen sits on the frog. It blinks. The crickets hiss at the sun. There is the fizzle and crackle of something frying in a pan. The trees extend from the marsh, around their roots is a dark glistening. A sweltering, fetid mess. It wasn’t always so.
Half a world away, a man has proved that human greed is to blame for this atrocity. He sits sweating in a cold New York apartment, because the company he won his case against has colluded with a U.S. judge to make sure it does not lose a dime of the money it owes. They ask for his phone and his laptop, which he does not give. So now he will have his life taken away from him in bits. They will break him. No one will listen. No one will care. Nothing will change.
Such it is, such has it always been.
Paddy Dobson
16th January 2021