Happy Thanksgiving. It’s the Corn Festival, you know. It celebrates the idea that Mother Earth does not belong to us, we are her children and the children must not be disrespectful to mother, or rape her, leave her ravished and scarred, blow the tops of her mountains off to scavenge for coal. Mother will not tolerate abuse from her children. She will bring devastation. It will reign down from heaven and up from hell. I wish there was still time to repent, but alas, that would be a lie. There is only time for one more Thanksgiving dinner and then off to hear Leonard Cohen, hold forth for his usual four hour concert. He is 78 and thinking maybe he can play one more gig, sing one more song, live one more day. And give it everything he's got.