The Illogical Species

So here we are in the 21st century acting like a flock of birds that suddenly went blind and flew into a red brick wall. We have to worry about the outbreak of Ebola, and ISIS murdering and taking over the globe, and climate change that’s melting the ice, and why there’s no sure-fire cure for Lyme disease, and why our politicians favor their own personal agendas over helping us citizens live a happy and healthy life. Maybe we’ve become an illogical species that treat the facts about how we behave as a can of recyclables like a plastic soda bottle or an empty can of peas or beans or an unread newspaper gathering dust in the trash. Maybe we think our current behavior couldn’t be reincarnated as an instrument of our demise even when we act like a distracted driver of modern-day car that kills a Raccoon crossing the road to visit with his lover.