Most of us have learned to be dispassionate about evil, to look it in the face and find, as often as not, our own grinning reflections with which we do not argue, but good is another matter. Few have stared at that long enough to accept the fact that its face too is grotesque, that in us the good is something under construction.
There are two poisons at work spreading this disease. One of them is money. Money destroys human roots wherever it is able to penetrate, by turning desire for gain into the sole motive. It easily manages to outweigh all other motives, because the effort it demands is so very much less. Nothing is so clear and so simple as a row of figures.
The Late Prof. Wangari Maathai at a tree-planting ceremony in Sabatia Forest, Koibatek, Eldama Ravine.
“You cannot protect the environment unless you empower people, you inform them, and you help them understand that these resources are their own, that they must protect them.”
What if the way we perceive the problem is actually part of the problem?
The most difficult thing to admit, and to realize with one’s whole being, is that you alone control nothing.
All war propaganda consists, in the last resort, in substituting diabolical abstractions for human beings. Similarly, those who defend war have invented a pleasant sounding vocabulary of abstractions in which to describe the process of mass murder