Dear Folks: July 23, 1995
Dear Folks,
Well, the puppy’s name is Emmett. We arrived at that name after two weeks of trying out a hundred or so others, suggested by all members of the household and many visitors. We tried exalted names, such as Solstice and Wendell Berry. We tried plain doggy names, like Buff. There were names that popped out spontaneously in the course [...]
You Fought for Freedom, Not for a Flag
By Donella Meadows
–July 20, 1995–
Dear, dear veterans,
I can imagine your fury when someone purposefully insults the flag. I feel some of that fury too, though I never saluted the flag in my country’s uniform, never followed it into the havoc of battle, never saw it draped over the coffin of a fallen friend. The flag to you stands for bravery, [...]
One Quiet Woman Defines the American Dream Her Way
By Donella Meadows
–July 13, 1995–
It’s unsettling to run into someone who is truly free. It makes you see all the ways in which you yourself are bound. That’s what’s been happening to me and people around me, since Marcia Meyer came to our farm.
Marcia is 55, small and unassuming. For much of her life she was a housewife and mother [...]
Let’s Hang on to the Family Jewels
By Donella Meadows
–July 6, 1995–
I don’t believe that the voters who put the Newtsies in power last fall intended to sell off our national lands and gut our environmental laws. I can’t remember any politician running on a promise to devastate the natural assets of the nation. So we better wake up, folks, because that’s what’s happening.
Here are a few [...]
Breaking The Ice
By Donella Meadows
–Summer 1995–
Stunning news from Antarctica arrived last month just before the world’s nations gathered in Berlin to discuss global climate change. It was as if the South Pole had reared its hoary head again, as it did 10 years ago, to galvanize an international agreement.
What happened 10 years ago was the discovery of the enormous ozone hole. That [...]
