Climate Change

Behold my works, for I am man. I am the master of the earth and skies, for I have proclaimed it. Behold my power and tremble.

I push upon the glacier, and it moves slowly across the continent. I am responsible.

With my lungs I blow winds into the sky and produce the mighty hurricanes. I am responsible.

I rub my hands together and produce heat. Ten thousand miles away the Antarctic shelf collapses. I am responsible.

I pay someone else to do the opposite of what I do. My guilt is assuaged. I remain the God of my own mind.

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