It’s raining outside, cold and wet and inhospitable, and it brings to mind a nagging proposition. Disaster comes in so many ways to us and while we may be well equipped to handle it from the locus of the comfort of our homes, it is unthinkable to ponder if that to has succumbed to the forces of chaos. Looking out over a storm drenched horizon seeing only bare trees and broken bricks the shelter of a rain soaked canvas appears wholly inadequate and almost ludicrous. But change places with only indoor clothing and a jacket at best and one might find it’s presence well beyond a stroke of good fortune. Taking some moments to think about the vaguest of possibilities that under the press of modern life seem remote seems a good habit to nurture in our crisis prone media cult. Where the largest headlines scream in our faces, the more subtle ones further back in the newspapers require our closer attention.
Consider those fragile birds that exist from one branch to another, flitting past to some invisible hiding place in the windiest of rainstorms. Their frames so unsubstantial, yet their endurance seems far beyond any urban dweller if for nothing else but the fact of their presence. But consider also that living in extremes for any organism helps it focus directly upon the matters at hand. All the subsidiary trivial attractions of the perception begging for attention are enjoyed at best, for an instant compared with ongoing surveillance for possible danger lurking unexpectedly close. Humans for the most part on the other hand have bee de-evolved by modern culture to reverse this balance assuming that their lives are in good hands by facilitators tasked with the management of the common good. Those who would challenge such notions are treated with derision and as terrorists who by their example are attempting to overturn the overall illusion of the society as being universally secure. Yet large scale disasters occur everyday and the scale of them as witnessed in the official history can embroil the entire planet. Would it not be better to slough off the headlines that decry the whims of different recreational ego bound combinations of the sexes or other veiled political tempests to focus upon the, “what if’s”, if the food stores no longer have groceries to sell?