How dry can it get?

Yesterday Kadizzle stood on rocks where last year a waterfall raged.  Every stream is bone dry.  In all the years the Kadizzles have been in the Roosevelt Lake area it has never been this dry. In past years the snow on the mountains would melt and always keep a little water in the key streams.  As we hiked toward the dry waterfall Kadizzle was sure there would be a pool of water.  Nope, just a pool of dust.

Humans have a unique ability to ignore a calamity.  California burns, so what?  Various crises loom and slowly sneak upon us.  Once upon a time people from all over the country were sent to Arizona for the clean air. No one noticed but the clean air is now yellow.  We are drowning in our own filth and we elected a president who wants to roll back any hope for improvements. 

Not long ago Kadizzle drove through Pensacola, Florida.  With brother in law Ned we drove his aunt Amy around the old neighborhood where she used to live so she could see her old house.  The neighborhood has become a run down poverty soaked suburb.  Later Kadizzle remarked to someone about the poverty.  They looked puzzled and seemed to be asking " What are you talking about?".  Then Kadizzle realized the dilemma.  Most people don't drive through the bad areas of our country. Most people can make it to work without seeing the mess where the other people live.  Our country has been divided into the haves, and the have nots.  On a worldwide scale we have the same mess. The people in developed countries don't see their neighbors living in squalor.  If I don't see it, it does not exist. This concept eventually catches up.