It’s been 25 years since I first flew over the Amazon at night. I remember wondering what those ragged orange arcs on the ground were. At first I thought they were the lights of coastal settlements, but the map showed us hundreds of miles inland.
what is the common theme there? what suffered while all that happened? who had the staying power to be in the news and show up at work the next day, for years, while it all happened? who went crying alone, injured lost and dismayed, and had to change to some other activity while all that happened?