And over and above this blatant injustice, through an ever-expanding global network the dehumanizing consequences of a certain uniform model of culture (call it cultural Macdonaldism) are spreading to the whole of the planet and eroding away the original local cultures.

Ah! there in deepest solitude Sometimes I have wild nature wooed, When nought of living thing was nigh Except the Water-wag-tail shy, By nature's hand so trigly dight In speckled feathers, black and white, Which flew before from stone to stone, And hopped and bobbed thereupon;

Every forecast or guess has one refreshing quality: one will be right and the rest will be wrong.

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