Standing in eerie midday twilight, I watched through cardboard glasses as the inkblot moon eclipsed the sun. In an hour it passed, yet the clock continues ticking. Time is running out. Exacerbated by the buildup of greenhouse gasses, earth rebels as evidenced by warming oceans, glacial retreat, and apocalyptic hurricanes Harvey, Irma, and Maria.
Time is running out, yet a little bird tweets “This expensive global warming bullshit has got to stop.”, and pulls us out of the Paris climate agreement.