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Like a patient etherised upon a table …


Anne Wallace

I’ve spent my life working in the arts. Making the shift in this last year to learning about, and trying to protect the environment, is a surprisingly similar endeavour. The environment is extraordinarily beautiful (until it is ripped apart by mines). The difference between working in the arts, or focussing on global warming and climate change, is that suddenly I have to deal with a huge amount of rage. How could this have been allowed to happen? Why didn’t “they” act sooner to protect our children’s futures? How dare corporations manipulate society in this way? Continue reading