This day, in this world, leads one to think it might be better to make like an ostrich and hide one’s head in the sand. The only problem with that type of thinking is that one’s nether end is then left totally exposed. Invasions, refugees frantically trying to escape unimaginable dangers by fleeing on overcrowed vessels, a mob hacking people to death in a train station, mudslides, earthquakes, floods, the whole earth eco-system being raped wholesale, ———ad infinitum. Where is there sanity in this world? Can we afford to make like ostriches anymore?