They Pave Paradise

Is there even a glimmer of hope anymore? I think not.

People focus their attention and actions on what is convenient for them and that require little to no effort.

They chop down trees and cheer as parking lots and superhighways replace forests and brambles and celebrate what they see as progress.

They have no clashes of conscience, no conscious awareness as they drive cars their fossil fuel-powered vehicles that pollute the atmosphere on those newly constructed highways.

They fail to see the patterns. They can’t connect the dots or find anything incongruous with their actions and what is happening to our planet.

And for which they — and we — will pay the ultimate price.


Written for these daily prompts: Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge (glimmer), My Vivid Blog (convenient), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (chop), Your Daily Word Prompt (cheer), E.M.’s Random Word Prompt (brambles), Word of the Day Challenge (clashes), Ragtag Daily Prompt (patterns), and The Daily Spur (incongruous).

Weekend Writing Prompt — The Dinner Party

“Get a move on, Howard, or we going to be late for the dinner party,” Brenda said.

“I’m not going,” Howard said.

“But I promised we’d be there. We can’t renege again,” Brenda said. “They’re going to stop inviting us.”

“So what?” Howard said. “I never liked them anyway.”

(Exactly 49 words)


Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “renege” in exactly 49 words.

SoCS — Let It Ring

For this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, Linda G. Hill has given us the word “ring.”

My post today in response to Linda’s prompt is not a piece of flash fiction or an opinion piece. It’s a true stream of conscious post about a few different rings: a camera, a phone call, a piece of jewelry, a fantasy trilogy, tinnitus, and a song. The only item in common is the word “ring.” So let us begin.

Camera

I have a Ring camera, like the one pictured above, mounted on my garage. it allows me to capture video images on my iPhone of my driveway and a portion of my front yard (see below).

I also have a doorbell camera, but it’s a Nest camera, not a Ring camera. Between the Ring and Nest cameras, I can see anything going on around my house and capture videos of any activity.

Phone

My iPhone displays the phone number of every caller, and if it’s a number I don’t recognize, I let it ring. I figure that if it’s a legit call from someone I know, but whose number I don’t immediately recognize, the caller will leave a voicemail message. Do you also do that?

Jewelry

When it comes to jewelry, the only ring I wear is my wedding band. I’m not one to adorn myself with metal, like nose rings or earrings, or any other kinds of rings other than my aforementioned wedding ring.

Trilogy

Back when I was in college, I was really into Tolkien’s “Lord of the Rings” trilogy. I had a map of Middle Earth on my wall above my bed. So yeah, I was a bit of a nerd.

Tinnitus

No post about the word ring would be complete if if didn’t touch upon the constant ringing I experience in both ears, which condition goes by the name tinnitus. There’s no known cure for tinnitus and no specific cause for the ringing sound that only I can hear, although I believe it might be due to having attended so many loud rock concerts in my twenties and thirties. When I asked a doctor many years ago what could be done about the ringing in my ears, his response was, “Learn to live with it.” Thanks for nothing, Doc.

Song

Do you remember Gary Lewis and the Playboys 1965 song, “This Diamond Ring”? Well, let me refresh your memory.

By the way, in case, when you watched this video, you didn’t notice a resemblance, Gary Lewis is the son of the late comedian and actor Jerry Lewis. Are you old enough so that name rings a bell for you?

Mayoral Race Vote Count

The mayor was reviewing the latest election returns and turned pale. “The results thus far are murky,” he said to his campaign staff, a deadpan expression on his face. “I prefer to wait until 100% of the votes have been tallied. Each vote is precious and I won’t concede until every single one has been counted.”

As the hours went by, it was clear that his opponent had won the election. It wasn’t even close. The mayor stood up, his face glowing red with anger and perspiration. “This can’t be right. They stuffed the ballot box. The voting machines have been hacked. The election was rigged. I declare myself the winner. I will not concede.”

“But, sir, the voters have spoken and you lost,” one of the mayor’s aids said.

The mayor glared at the aid, pointed a finger at him, and said, “You’re fired.” Then he took his dinner plate and threw it against his office wall. “I won and now they’re trying to steal my victory from me. I will not leave the Statehouse. Dammit, if Trump can get away with this kind of crap, why can’t I?”


Written for these daily prompts from yesterday: The Daily Spur (mayor), Word of the Day Challenge (election), Your Daily Word Prompt (murky), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (deadpan), My Vivid Blog (prefer), E.M.’s Random Word Prompt, (precious), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (glow).

FOWC with Fandango — Chop

FOWC

It’s September 17, 2022. Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “chop.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Please check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. Show them some love.