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‘Man has lost the capacity to foresee and to forestall. He will end by destroying the earth.’
It was a spring without voices.
No witchcraft, no enemy action had silenced the rebirth of new life in this stricken world. The people had done it themselves.
time not in years but in millennia
deep time
They should not be called ‘insecticides’, but ‘biocides’.
It is ironic to think that man might determine his own future by something so seemingly trivial as the choice of an insect spray.
Why should we tolerate a diet of weak poisons, a home in insipid surroundings, a circle of acquaintances who are not quite our enemies, the noise of motors with just enough relief to prevent insanity? Who would want to live in a world which is just not quite fatal?
This industry is a child of the Second World War.
To destroy the homes and the food of wildlife is perhaps worse in the long run than direct killing.
Seldom is the question asked, What is the relation between the weed and the soil?
