We make noises to communicate. To exchange information. To conduct dialogue. But. In reality? We’re no more evolved than our cave-dwelling ancestors. The thud of a club. With a well-articulated grunt.

I’ve had one encounter with a bear - at age 3 - while camping in Canada with my uncle. My cousin was a newborn. And. He would grow up to do unspeakable things. So. I have pondered the “if you could go back … Hitler” question.

All’s well that … ends? Whether “climate change” is a temporary anomaly or not. Whether good for some or bad for many. Do we really believe our “way of living” is sustainable and that Mother Nature won’t have her say?