Why why why do I read the internet before waking up fully, before drinking my coffee, after being kicked in the face and forced out of my warm bed at 5:30am?
I am like a hermit crab without her shell when I first wake up in the morning. I am defenseless, easily affected by good writing and the image of Wal-Mart shipping goods from China on the backs of dolphins in order to bring costs down even more. The thought of the tar sands project makes me feel physically ill.
There is a voice inside my head that is shouting, “DO SOMETHING!” But what? So I do the only thing I know how right now, I write.

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