Don't know exactly where. Don't know exactly when. But a United Nations agency predicts October 31st is when the 7 billionth person will be born on this mud ball we inhabit. I'd better get more Halloween candy.
Seven billion people. No wonder my elbows have less room. Personally, I don't take up much space and maintain a small environmental footprint. I live in a studio apartment, ride public transportation, recycle, compost and changed all my light bulbs to the spirally kind -- not great for reading but they last longer than some of my relationships.
What will the world will be like when this 7 billionth baby is old enough to ask questions? Here's hoping that we'll be using the past tense when telling stories about hunger and wars.
I don't expect a round of Koombayah, but a little international togetherness could be fun.
What if all 7 billion of us burped simultaneously? Could you really call it a Guinness World Record since we are the world? Something to ponder while I wait in the supermarket line with what seems like 6 billion of my fellow humans.
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