One of my favorite cartoons used to be Walt Kelly’s “Pogo.” One particular episode in the life of Pogo Possum dealt with high-minded political discussion about environmental pollution. In the course of conversation, Albert (the alligator) flips his cigar into the swamp. In agony, Pogo cries, “We have met the enemy, and he is us.”
Monday night we all (three households, 7 souls altogether) agreed to meet at Buns Over Texas for dinner. At our home, we have contractors in refinishing the floors in the living room and kitchen; so we pretty much had to eat out. And Nancy has been watching the Aiden and Lilly in the afternoon until Kenneth can pick them up. So here we all show up at a burger place for dinner. Somehow the conversation turned to global warming / climate change / greenhouse gases. I looked at our table and laughed. Seven people and we got there in five separate vehicles. I thought of Pogo.
We have met the enemy, and he is us.