The sea is up and the wind is blowing pretty hard so no one is on the beach.  Something made me think of "cultures" and "environments" and "ecosystems".  And some thoughts are wallowing around in my mind.  I watch a lot of the stuff on the Smithsonian channel as well as on PBS that have just dynamite pictures of wildlife and obscure cultures that are found in out of the way places.  I really like to see those things.

But it seems to me that it is a required part of the genre that the producer of the piece must lay a load of guilt on the audience by reminding us that we are polluting the world, raping the lands and oceans of all the resources, warming the globe, etc, etc.  And then there is the people.  Whether it is the (ex) headhunters of Borneo or the people I used to call Eskimos but now seem to have a dozen or so different names, or guys in the jungles of Brazil, they are all presented to us as having such a wonderful culture that meets all their needs if we (not the photographers who are making money off them but just the rest of us) just would leave them alone and quit raping the land and polluting the rivers and ocean of the world.  You get the picture.

But then, it seems to me that the same folks (not the photographers, but the people who actually cast the piece with the subtle messages mentioned above) don't give a whit about preserving my culture.  My culture should just make way for everyone else and get over it.

Maybe I am just too sensitive.