Climate catastrophe

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No country will immune to the
violent consequences of global
climate change......


As I shut close the final pages of this book, the Eco Warriors are ending their blockade of the bridges and roads of London
The climate change campaigners are protesting their desperate concern for
climate breakdown, biodiversity loss, and hope to minimise the risk of human extinction and ecological collapse. 
There are many disparate interests intertwined in the fabric of natural order on planet earth.
Knowing that to preserve the world somehow habitual for future generations, we have to stop using the greater part of the fossil fuels, a sure catastrophe for the blue planet --leaving traces on the environment from which there is no escape
In another far off island in the land of the silver lead, New Zealanders are still reeling from the shooting outrage the took the lives of more than 80 in Christchurch.
It is 20 years since the Columbine massacre in America; 23 years since the
the Dunblane school massacre took place at Dunblane Primary School near Stirling, Stirlingshire, Scotland.
On 13 March 1996, Thomas Hamilton shot 16 children and one teacher dead before killing himself. It remains the deadliest mass shooting in British history. 
And in Finland someone is shooting people from a roof top.
This is the essence of Hirvonen’s When Time Runs Out  which also looks at a different kind of suffering involved in such a situation – that of the family of the perpetrator:
“When a quiet pupil comes to school with a weapon under his long coat and shoots ten of his classmates, everyone is supposed to think about the victim’s parents. How awful it would be to be one of them… You can talk about fear and anxiety to others because everyone recognises this. Parents who forget top breathe when reading such news because they know that the shooter could be their child bear their horror alone.”
disturbing phenomena of tortured youths turned sniper killers; terrorism from the rooftops. 
What was once a rarity, now too commonplace. 
Of an episodic nature the scenario has a complex backdrop of a mother whose marriage has lost the gloss of its earlier promise and whose children seem Indifferent to her love and concern. 
We are are left with a sinister notice of darker intent. 
Once a cherubic little boy who the world seemed to love could now be a killer on the rooftop, looking down now on that world with hate? 
We have an inglorius amalgam of the protester and the predator; disturbingly relevant, chillingly predictable.
It can and will happen again.
Unless.......