Today, I am forced to listen to the sounds of death… the excruciating noise of a chipper. Yet another of my neighbors is relinquishing her sick and dying trees to the chainsaw. Just outside my window, a boom crane looms… carefully snaking each victim from my neighbor’s backyard, over her rooftop, and into the jaws of the chipper. On and on it goes… tree after tree. And this in the yard of a birder… how tragic. With each blasphemous buzz of the saw, each gut wrenching grind of the chipper, a little piece of me dies… homage to the magnificent beings that have stood guard over that yard for decades, offering sanctuary to birds and squirrels, relief from the sun, and food for the soul.
It would be bad enough if this were an isolated event, but that is far from the case. No less than four of my immediate neighbors have contracted the services of the tree removers in the past year… most losing several trees. This has been happening all over my tiny town of 1,100 people. From once majestic weeping willows, towering aspens, and pines, to fruit trees, firs and small ornamentals, a pox has befallen our beautiful dendritic brethren. My heart breaks for each and every one.
How ironic. Not so many years ago, in 2003, our little hamlet of Bellevue (beautiful view), where many of the streets are named after trees, was awarded the status of Tree City USA. It was a big deal to many of us and a celebration was held in our tiny park, surrounded on all sides by ancient elms… on Elm Street, of course. A little over a decade later, many of those very elms have perished, most in the past year. It truly is a Nightmare on Elm Street, with no end in sight.
Here in the arid clime of central Idaho, trees are a much loved benefactor… protectors from the heat of summer, providers of beauty and sustenance for both the tummy and the soul. We cherish our trees and the gifts they offer. We relish the oasis they have created in this small mountain town, surrounded by sage covered hills. Yes, our trees are a big deal. So, why is it that none seem to notice this slow motion catastrophe? Are people so busy pursuing success, or dealing with adversity, that they have not the time to see the decimation befalling them? Do they not realize that the death of the trees is, ultimately, a portent of their own demise? Apparently not, otherwise they would be seeking answers to the why of this onslaught, and the how of a solution.
In a nutshell, the why is climate geoengineering through the use of toxic aerosols that filter the sunlight while destroying the ozone layer, allowing in lethal levels of UVs and exacerbating the global warming and climate catastrophe they claim to be fighting. Trees stand as the frontline to this assault, laying down their lives, even as we find shelter beneath their boughs. Additionally, the toxins in the aerosols poison their root systems and disrupt soil pH, virtually guaranteeing their demise. In their last act, trees are giving us an opportunity to wake up to this devastation and end the nightmare.
What is the solution to this predicament? How do we save the trees, bees, lakes and seas… and ourselves? We must open our eyes to the devastation of the skies… the dispersing of toxic aerosols in the name of Solar Radiation Management. Research the topic, learn all you can about this abomination of nature. Then share it in any, and every, way possible. The aerosol programs have been quietly, covertly, going on for decades, and the cumulative effects are now outstripping nature’s ability to withstand them. It is crucial that public awareness reach a critical mass if we hope to stop this insanity before it is too late for all of us. Please join the effort to awaken the populace to this atrocity… do not stand idly by while the miracle, that is this magical biosphere, perishes. Make your voice heard while there is still time!
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