I’d love to claim the saying above as mine but it belongs to Obviously Outraged Obsolete Oddie.

I have to agree with him here.

And question (!) everyone, everywhere who sits back whilst this unconscionable destruction goes on right before our eyes.

 

For Whom the Bell Tolls
by
John Donne

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.