The largest turtle ambled up to the biggest rock on the river bank. Beginning his speech to the local amphibians, had a sad look in old eyes. He wanted to reassure them democratic justice was not dead, but felt the aura of sorrow permeating the elderly of the river. If he sugarcoated the news, he was sure they would think him a hypocrite.
It had been a struggle to get the younger generation to deny the ways of ruthless sycophants who recklessly viewed climate change in favor of a more personally rewarding life. There were only so many levels in the river ecosystem turtles were capable of and using wayward means sometimes trumped a more ecological method with no thoughts of future consequences. In the end, the elder’s message was considered important by his followers and uninformed by the young ones, who denied changes in their environment.