I was sitting yesterday morning by the lake in the southern part of the Adirondacks. It was very calm. A foggy cloud covered the entire lake, and almost totally obscured the profile of the surrounding landscape. The sun had already come up; it lit the fog to a soft bright white hinting the gold of sun. This lake is lifetime familiar to myself, as well as, many members of the community which reside here. The dusty stained surface is calmly undulating with slack random directionless waves. Surface “pollen like” stains are all over the surface. They are rare here. Maybe occasionally the lake surface has a pond like characteristic, but it is rare; very rare as far as I’ve known. Below the surface can be seen something more. There are fine bits of material floating in suspension in the water. From the surface to the bottom and all around is this stuff. I’ve long heard of degrading water qualities in lakes, and other aquatic environments, all over the world. This lake has been noticeably clean, and like consistently pristine looking and smelling. In spite of a consistent community effort to protect this body from invasion, I always wondered about the encroachment of degradation here. Has water quality foulness made it to this lake? With that thought I gander at the morning sky above the fog hanging at ground level. The perverse trademark skywriting trails mark the sky above. A breeze comes up. The fog cloud immediately begins moving. Across the lake in this direction comes the fog cloud, thinning as it moves. The profile of the hills and small mountains come quickly into clear focus. A complete change of scenery has happened. The green late summer landscape is brilliantly clear and shining with the morning sun. Now the broad view of the sky is visible. There is an extensive panorama of white “cloud” lines above. The trails have the appearance of a complete coverage fan. A fan that has veins converging at a point on the horizon. It’s as if all these flights are coming from a variety of spread out places down on this end, and meeting at a common destination up on that end. From my perspective, this is a most gruesome observation. How long will this spraying programming be allowed to be officially denied?
Personally, I am past the anger, although the critical thought and overall concern levels keep rising It is also very impact-fully difficult to come to terms with the first hand witness of, what looks like, environmental degradation. Sitting lakeside pondering these thoughts, the exercise of sky writing is on in full force. Each line in the sky is being traced with another, and another, and another, and… The beginning of a new day.
This is a travel day for me. I’m driving back in the direction of New York City. Those sorties that were happening over the lake are not restricted, they are everywhere. Layer after layer the lines lye. Lying like a ladder, with the rungs getting closer together, like finer teeth on a comb, in the direction of the city. Thanks to the concentrated coverup of the elements in the atmosphere, and how they get there, one would have no way of knowing what that stuff is. Except perhaps for symptoms that are noticeable. Among innumerable possibilities, right now there’s an undeniable foreign particulate permeating clean water and the COVID din is happening again. A New York Times headline reads, “Why Are So Many Players Getting Sick at the U.S. Open?” Fear pornography is the propagandists preeminent weapon, and high profile targets are going to stay in the cross hairs. The question is sustainability. The guess is here that the entire “control the globe with technology” plan and strategy is going to crack. Nature will not indefinitely support the methods, and the inhabitants of the land under attack will not indefinitely support the story. These elements are definite.