I’m getting used to this planet and to this curious human culture which is as cheerfully enthusiastic as it it cheerfully cruel. I never cease to marvel at the newspapers. In my life I’ve seen one million pictures of a duck that has adopted a kitten, or a cat that has adopted a duckling, or a sow and a puppy, a mare and a muskrat. And for the one millionth time I’m fascinated, schrijft Annie Dillard. Over jaarlijks terugkerende plaatjes van sneeuw en vorst en ingepakte kinderen op sleetjes op witte heuvels: How can an old world be so innocent?