There appears to be the usual gaggle & hype of activists, organisers
and global support persons strutting their stuff, but nobody doing
anything useful like getting their own food onto their own dinner
table.
As usual . . . :-(((((
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The next person they spied was a bandicoot carrying a watermelon. At
first glance you would have thought it was merely a watermelon walking
by itself, but a second glance would have shown you that the walking
was being done by a small pair of legs attached to the watermelon, and
a third glance would have disclosed that the legs were atteched to a
bandicoot. Norman Lindsay, The Magic Pudding