Keep Your Methane to Yourself
There is a report out about how plants and trees give off methane as they grow, which is a surprise to scientists. I don't know anything about that, but sometimes I wonder about the way that the very sources of our lives have become fraught with dangers. I'm thinking particularly about the blood in our veins and the sunshine from above. It used to be that sunshine was considered good for you -- the healthy glow of a tan. There were people that spent their entire lives in the sun, like those crinkly old fishermen in Greece or someplace. Now the sun has become a hovering menace waiting to afflict us with skin cancer if we dare to indulge in its warmth.

Blood flows within each and every one of us, but now it can kill. If some blood leaks where it shouldn't be, it has to be treated as a bio-hazard. That seems strange to me. I would suppose that dealing with blood has never been particularly pleasant, but it wasn't potentially lethal.

So life has its dangers, still the long lonely trudge through the whole thing goes on.