Monsanto, and other giant corporations' farming methods are making species extinct and doing no end of harm. There's a need to keep banks of seeds in storage just in case, at some time in the future, common sense outweighs filthy lucre on the priority scales.
I got an email about this, asking me to donate.
I'd be much more likely to donate if the email didn't start:
“Our planet...”
Old time religion (gimmie that...etc) tells us we're here with dominion over all the fish in the sea, animals in the fields (is that it, on the plains? locked up in tiny cages?)...yawn...whatever it says...religions spread the falsehood that we're some super-species here to lord it over all others. They tell us how to kill the things, fer christsakes, in cruel and unusual ways.
That “our” implies ownership, too heavily, for me to accept.
This isn't “our” planet.
The planet's been here a long, long time without human habitation.
It may or may not withstand human destructiveness (were I a gambler, I'd have a punt on the planet seeing us out) but the chances are it'll continue after we've ramped our activities up to a fatal level. It's the space-rock where humans have happened to evolve, where any number of species have come and gone before and where others will probably come and go in the future.
The big agricultural concerns wield way too much power, for sure. But until that “our” disappears, forever, and fundamentally, from our way of thinking, nothing will really change.
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