the weirdness of water
When I was a kid, water seemed to flow as freely as air. And for some reason I always enjoyed it better from a backyard hose or the bathroom tap. Nowadays, I’d be hard pressed to drink it from any tap for fear of contracting radiation poisoning or some other incurable disease. As we are well aware in the Southwest, the water is toxic in these parts—too many Government tests of weapons that’ll kill you ten different ways, and leave you burnt to a crisp.
But who needs to worry about groundwater. We have Coca-cola, and their purer than pure water. Water has become a trade good, like a bead. What was given to us by the creator to share and sustain life is now owned by private corporations. For some reason that don’t sit right with me—call me “weird”.
But the fact does not change: we are all water. Animals are water too. We need water. We need clean water. We need to share water. And if you think the oil wars are bad, just wait until we start running out of water. For a car I can do with out, but don’t fuck with my water.