By Richard Russell
For years I’ve been dreaming about my beloved cacti and arid land. Night after night I dreamed of cacti in the desert. I never understood what these dreams meant. Now I wonder whether the dreams were a way of God giving me a message. Was the message a warning of California and much of the west turning into a giant cactus-filled desert? So far I am shocked by how little I hear about a potential arid emergency.
One subscriber wrote me about a portable water purification system created by Desolenator. But portable desalination machines will not provide enough water to keep the west green. Frankly, I don’t know what the solution is. It’s not a problem; a problem implies a solution. It’s a predicament, and I don’t know what the solution will be. I hope God is not putting the US through the wringer, as occurred during the 1930s when ... Log in or subscribe to continue reading.