Honey, when did humanity become just ridiculous? When did that happen? This morning? It happened fast and very recently.

The machines are humouring us. The machines are eating our children. The machines are feeling lonely today. The machines are finding new investments in Crypto, AI and ICE. The machines have lost control of their bowels but they love waste. The machines are programmed to search for love and bring it back to the market. And if we refuse?

They call 70% of our body - dark matter and dark energy. The experts talk about this part of us the way they talk about outer space.

They resent the fact that the tiny particles that make up most of what we are - cannot be measured or photographed. It doesn't register in their sensitive devices. The mysterious particles do not reflect light. So... don't let some hateful person call you names. You are protected by the natural world of your body. Let's call it the "Fabulous Unknown."

It's ordinary people like you and me solving the little puzzles of everyday life that will obliterate the Google babies.

The robots will give us blow-jobs, the billionaires will pound us with advertising, the lush forests will break the pavement and crush the concrete, and we will emerge and bamboozle the AI robots because the complexity of the Earth is epic, vast, invisibly tiny, unsolvable, orgasmic, comforting. We emerge from the Fabulous Unknown that is there before birth and is there after death, the unknown in a flower's electric airway... the hard rock full of one-celled dancers... The Earth says, "AI, YOU CAN'T TOUCH THIS.

Mad Men told the Nature Conservancy et al to brand themselves a "Movement" - back in the 70's when those soon-to-be-billionaire orgs got their meal ticket from the Clean Air Clean Water acts and the EPA.

Here's the catch. Real social movements have music. Sun Ra and Neil Young, Erykah Badhu and Bjork and Brian Eno and Yoko Ono - made their own way to the Earth and back to our ear. Now the complete and utter emergency we are experiencing has got us turning to the Earth itself for the music. And we're hearing symphonies from the plants and animals, rocks and clouds. Radical tunes are rising like Amazonia natives invading COP 30. The whole Earth is singing. Like real social movements, the breath of our Earth activism will be music.

The father and mother of our country is Harriet Tubman. The teacher of our country is Edward Said and his neighbor Frida Kahlo and her neighbor James Baldwin.

The father and mother of our country is the Earth and they were deported by agents of the monoculture, helplessly misguided men in masks who tear us apart. The father and mother of our country immediately begin healing the children ziptied in the hallways…. the ancestors rush in to guard us against plastic pixel nightmares. We remember that the Earth is our government, our culture, our economy…. Suddenly, we know power.

Image is of Savitri D, of News from the Natural World, after howling at fossil bankers

Eco-systems are running and flying for thousands of miles, all life is a foreign stranger to all other life…. what’s happening?

The sorrowing in Jamaica, Alice Coltrane's saving grace, First Nations singing to the Earth, Phoenix Fuller Ford's voice and wisdom, Savitri D's News from the Natural World, communities of life climbing up mountains to cool down, families of lizards, sharks, wolves, bacteria, mushrooms, escaping from hot homes, looking for higher ground that is too hot too... Still we sing Earthalujah!

Can We Be Strange Enough to Change Enough?

Everything happens at once, too much going on so fast, so violent, more violence, more violence, we can’t respond. Sitting in my chair in the American state of shock.

The White House is a Sopranos social club, helicopters drop on Chicago children screaming in pajamas, fishing boats on the sea facing aircraft carriers, jets built to crash in the Gulf of America. But we defend ourselves. Yes! 7 million us turn into frogs, giraffes, monkeys, tigers, and polar bears. There is room for humans to re-enter the future's ecosystem! But are we strange enough to change enough?

That's the headline that flashes through the paper and pixels. Someone finally defeats Trump and it is the Earth, who is the guardian of life itself, the captain of evolution, the giver of love.

Today's Earth Riot is led by Theodore Roszak, who identified the "Vast Wasteland" of the media culture that poor Donald loves so much, and who gave us the gift of "Eco-Psychology" the healing from the miracle that we call the Earth. We can call it healing, but the word healing is a half-built phrase, it could mean anything. Call what the Earth gives us LOVE. Now we're getting somewhere. LOVE TAKES DOWN DONALD TRUMP.

Meet me down by the river and tell me a secret beyond anything that I know. That's what water does.

Jessica Reznicek loves the rivers and ravines of Iowa and tried to protect them.

She tried to stop the Dakota Access Pipeline and was taken from her water and but not taken from her love of Iowa flowing water. Now she's out of prison but monitored, and -- back swimming again like she remembers from her childhood. Jessica, that "Meet me..." quote is from Mariam Makeba's beautiful song here in this Earth Riot. Welcome back - we are so grateful. We sent you a message from Leonard Peltier did you get it?

Scientists are hysterical now because AI can kill us soon. They are trying to plant a “cyber-conscience” into the robots before they run amuck. But the investor class LOVES THIS HORSE.

JD Vance claims the AI robots are the leaders of the American future. He may be an AI-bot himself. But the Earth, far smarter than any computer, is evolving too. There is the tragic side that we humans have made. (We’re in the 29th month of the global heatwave, also known as the Sixth Extinction.) We can die by computers; We can die by Big Oil. The Earth survives both. Choose the Earth. In fact, LOVE THE EARTH.