I had this outrageous dream, at least I hope it was only a dream, a fantasy. I dreamed that I was an alien visiting this planet. I came down to earth  but nobody was aware of it because I was only an inch tall and if it wasn’t for my ability to overcome gravity and leap great distances, I am sure something would have eaten me.

It didn’t take me long to realise that this was a killing world. Everything had to destroy some other form of life to survive, to eat. Whether it was a cow munching grass and all of the tiny insects with it or a tiger eating a monkey and all of the life forms that lived on that small animal, it is a kill or be killed world.

But the amazing thing was that the self-appointed guardians of the planet ‘human beings’ told each other that it was survival of the fittest, they lived this lie all of their lives.

It is so obvious to the visitor that it is survival of the meanest, not the fittest. Even among their own species the human ruling class were the meanest and far from being the fittest.

No wonder gentle, loving folk have no chance.