In our hearts we knew. We went about our days in that pleasant stupor that always comes before revolution, focusing on the details we could handle, the things we could change in our little lives. We recycled, learned new international recipes using fair trade spices, we made a point of taking brisk walks for our health. We solved our first world problems in an educated, civilized manner.
At that time I was living with my wife and our three children, buying organic milk and trying to remember to use the compost bin in the backyard, which had seemed like such a perfect purchase on that bored and rainy Saturday last April. We'll put our banana peels in it! and egg shells! the kids can dig up worms for it in the dirt patch on the side of the house! My wife and I had a communal
